Rowan scrambled off him, gracelessly in her rush to do as he said. As she grasped the waistband of her pants, a quiet voice in her mind reminded her that she was not wearing anything under them. The instant Rowan would push her pants down, she would be naked. Rationally, she knew that she should worry about it, at least try to be shy. But overall, she could care less.
All she wanted was Fyn.
The moment Rowan dropped her pants, Fyn forgot how to breathe. She was so beautiful it hurt to look at her. The soft, curvy line of her figure swept down to the juncture of her thighs. A soft sprinkling of hair covered her core, keeping it hidden from his eyes. Fyn breathed in the scent of her arousal until it was the thing in the room. He jerked his sweats off and kicked them away before reaching fo
