Rowan’s POV

Her words were like ice—or more like fire—and they lit up my desires in ways no drug ever could.

I obeyed, teasing her nipples in a way that brought heaven before my eyes.

I hummed and groaned, palming one of her folds, tearing out the soft whimper.

she was trying so hard to hide.

Her body quivered against mine as her nails pierced the lines of my hair.

I shouldn’t be enjoying this transaction because she made it clear it was just sex—but I loved how I made her control ...