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13ROSI

He carriedme to his bed where he lay me gently on the mattress and stood to rip off his shirt. I licked my swollen lips as I planned exactly how I was going to explore every one of those ridges in his physique. And when he dropped his pants, and his cock sprung loose, I squeezed my legs together to try and quell the sudden spike of desire.

“Fuck, you are hot,” I said in disbelief. And as if he weren’t attractive enough, he blushed adorably.

“Your turn,” he said, hands on hips.

I felt the grin stretch across my face as I sat up on my knees and peeled off my Mothman T-shirt. Hopefully, he liked the barely there, black bra I’d picked out this morning.

His response came in the form of him grasping me by the waistband and knocking me back on the bed in a fit of giggles. He tugged the jeans from my body, revealing the even skimpier black thong I wore beneath.

Giggles turned to gasps of pleasure as he tugged back the material of my bra to take my nipple in his mouth, circling it with his tongue before sucking and teasing it with his teeth. I grasped handfuls of the sheets as I dragged my hands down the bed, searching for purchase.

Appreciative sounds escaped as he repeated the process with my other breast and slid a hand down my side to the string of material hugging my hip.

“You taste like dessert,” he growled, backing away to slip the panties off me.

Responding became impossible when he dove straight for the prize, hooking my knees over his shoulders as he buried his face between my thighs.

Only my shoulders, arms, and head remained on the bed as the stubble I’d imagined last night became reality, awakening every sensitive molecule between my legs. The real thing was a thousand times better than my fantasy as his tongue lapped at the crease of my folds.

“Oh,” I gasped as a spasm of pure pleasure washed through me like a wave.

He burrowed deeper, lifting me almost to the point of a headstand as he sucked my clit right into his mouth, making me cry out in pleasure. He pulled at the spot, then circled it with his tongue before slipping back to my core and dipping in and out of me until my legs trembled with the building pressure inside.

“I need more inside of me,” I directed, and he set me back on the bed, obeying quickly and thoroughly with his long fingers. He worked them expertly and leaned back down to focus his attention on my clit.

“Oh fuck, Austin,” I yelled as my pleasure mounted, skyrocketing me toward release. “Don’t stop.”

Instead of stopping, he increased his pace and depth, flicking me with his tongue in a punishing rhythm until I clenched every muscle around him in an uncontrollable explosion of ecstasy.

He lifted his head from between my legs and sucked both of his fingers with lust clouding his sexy gray eyes. “Your taste is addictive, Rosi.”

That undid me. I shoved him back on the bed so his head was near the footboard and climbed over him. His eyes rolled back as I slid my slick core along his substantial length. Daniel, my dissertation advisor, wasn’t nearly as large. Nor was the boyfriend before him. But my body wanted all of Austin inside me, and he was more than ready judging by the way he gripped my ass and grunted.

I worked myself over the tip, taking him in slowly and steadily. Gripping the footboard, I lowered my body down, relishing the way he stretched me, filling me completely until I settled over the entire length of him. Oh God he felt good inside me.

He moaned my name as he bucked his hips up, thrusting into me. I threw my head back, hanging on to the footboard like I was riding a wild bull, afraid of being thrown off.

“I need more leverage. You’re killing me, Rosi.” He lifted me off the bed with him still inside and pressed me up against the wall. I hooked my legs around his back, and he laced his fingers through mine, high above our heads.

“That’s better,” he said, adjusting his position to pump inside me with fierce abandon. “Tell me if I’m hurting you.”

“No,” I breathed. “Fuck me harder.” He’d found the magical G-spot, and I was ready to come undone all over again.

“So fucking hot,” he said as he rocked into me, thudding against the wall with more speed and force until I no longer knew where he started and I ended.

I screamed with the most intense release I’d ever felt, and he continued to thrust into me, desperate for his own climax, which came moments later as I continued to unravel, wondering if the orgasm would ever stop.

But it did, and the feel of him throbbing inside me told me he was still climaxing too.

His mouth covered mine as he pulled out and set me gently on the ground. But he continued the kiss, this time slowly savoring, the kind I could get lost in. And thank goodness he held onto me because I didn’t trust that I had my land legs back yet.

Cradling my face, he deepened the kiss, drawing another moan from me before pulling back to survey my reaction. His stormy eyes searched my face for something, but all I could do was stand there, panting, mouth ajar.

His thumb traced my lips before he slipped back to the bed to sit.

“That was amazing.” I decided to state the obvious.