CHAPTER TWELVE
ANNA
We were doing this. We were really, truly, doing this. It felt like a dream as Rowan kissed me, his hands roving down my body like he was searching for the holy grail. Every nerve in my body came alight. When he squeezed my ass, massaging both cheeks, I wanted to climb his body like a tree.
"Patience," he intoned. He smiled down at me. "Otherwise this is going to be over before it's begun."
"Sounds like you're the one who's going to jizz in his pants." I began unzipping his jeans, reaching inside his boxers to stroke his half-hard c**k. "Do you want me to help you?"
Rowan let me squeeze and stroke him for a few long moments until he pushed my hand away. "Naked. Now."
We stripped out of our clothes at record speed. For a brief second, I felt embarrassed, being nude
