Page 40 of Make You Wish You Were Dead

"Rowan." Jane tries to lean away from me but I nip her bottom lip and continue to kiss her.

Slowly, very slowly I start to rub her between her folds, up and down.

Jane rocks against my fingers and then I gently thrust one finger inside her.

Jane squeezes her eyes and she tries to grind against my hand.

"How's that Jane?"

"Good, so good."

I rub her clit in quick circles with my thumb and Jane starts to grind faster and grip my hair while kissing me.

"Do you like it, fawn? You liked getting finger fucked by a man like me?"

"Yea." Jane moans and I feel her clenching my fingers.

Jane continues to grind herself on top of me while I play with her clit and rub her through her folds.

"You'll never escape me now."

And Jane rides out the wave of pleasure onto my hand and her legs shake as I keep them wrapped around my waist.

Jane takes her lips off mine and she rests her forehead on my shoulder. I rest my hand on her chest, feeling the way her heart beats.

Hearing one another's breathing and how it starts to get slower.

"Thank you, Rowan."

Twenty

Rowan

I knowI'm going to hell when I die but god, if heaven felt like the way I was feeling when I was kissing her, touching her, then I'm damn sure going to do everything in my power to make sure I go to heaven with Jane.

I like kissing her. She is soft and warm in my hands. I like the control I have over Jane.

After kissing Jane in her room, I walked her downstairs with her hand in mine. I saw Thalia's eyes wandering and the little smirk that played on her face.

She knew what happened. Did I say anything to Thalia about it though?

Hell no.

It's not Thalia's place to know so I didn't tell her.

And let’s not even forget about a couple of nights ago when I finally touched her.

Since then, I find it very hard to keep my hands off of her. I haven’t touched her since but I still can’t keep my hands off of her.

Her leaving work is my least favorite part of the day. Me picking her up is my favorite. Right when she gets in the car I always smash my lips onto hers and consume her with the need I have for her.

Touching her made me feel like I could do anything.

I love touching her.

When I was touching her, all I thought about was how amazing she felt up against me.

We didn’t do anything else that night. I don’t want to push her.