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“I can’t believe this is happening,” she moans, as I grind myself harder and firmer against her.
I growl savagely when I feel her body going tighter, as though the horny minx is on the verge of a sudden orgasm already. I smirk and slide my hands down her hips, around, smoothing toward her begging sex.
She moans and tosses her head, gazing at me with those wide, stunned eyes that drive me so goddamn crazy. It’s like she’s screaming at me to stop and to keep going all at once like she’s trapped between thinking this is a trick and knowing it can’t be.
It feels too perfect to be a trick.
“It’s happening, so accept it,” I growl, sliding my hand right up between her legs. “Grind against my hand, Rosie.”
“Seriously?” she moans.
“Seriously,” I snarl. “Do what you’re fucking told. I need to feel you come.”
“But why?” she whimpers, as I press my forefinger through the thin fabric of her pajama bottoms, feeling her engorged clit.
“You’re joking,” I snap. “You can’t really be so naïve. Have you ever looked in a mirror, Rosie? You’re irresistible.”
“But—”
“Enough,” I snap. “Grind. Come. Do what you’re fucking told. Now.”
She whimpers and begins to shift against me, moving her hips against my hand.
Her hands shake and move, but then she lets them drop to her sides.
“What was that?” I growl.
“I wanted to grab your hand,” she whispers, still in that disbelieving voice.
“Then do it,” I smirk. “Whatever will make you come faster, you horny fucking thing.”
“Okay,” she moans, grabbing my hand with both of hers, reminding me of how small she really is—or how big I really am.
She shifts her hips and moans louder as if there’s a budding confidence in her waiting to be released. I drive my hips forward, pushing my manhood against her ass cheeks, grinding as I move my hand up and down in time with the motion of her body.
“Oh,” she whimpers. “Oh, fuck—I’m…”
She melts for me, the eager vixen.
Her whole body trembles and she collapses against me, as though her legs can’t take the force of the pleasure moving through her.
I growl and rub her harder, feeling the tempting wetness seep through her panties and her pajama bottoms, soaking my fingertips through the material.
She reaches up as I lean down, grabbing my face, clawing her fingernails down my cheek.
Her moans are a battle of shyness and confidence, shimmering in the air as though she thinks she can’t cry out too loudly.
I apply even more pressure to her center as she sings out with lust and need.
“I own you,” I growl in her ear. “I own this orgasm. I own your sweet wet hole. I own your ass and I own your fucking womb. Do you understand?”
“Yes, yes,” she cries, still caught in the quivering captivation of her release.
“Say it,” I growl.
“You own me,” she moans. “Oh, God. You own me. I’m yours. I’m, ah… ah.”
“Again?” I growl, pumping my hand and my hips at the same time.
The sensation of her ass rubbing against my cock has my shaft set alight, blazing from my base right to the tip. If I was a weaker man, I’d explode with this feeling alone.
Her ass cheeks are heaven made flesh.
The second orgasm thunders through her at a frantic pace, turning her moans hollow and strangled as she pumps against me.
Finally, she falls back, panting, struggling to catch her breath.
I wrap my arms around her and cradle her close, letting my lips come to rest against her sweaty cheek.
“I can’t believe we just did that,” she moans.
I grab her shoulders and turn her around, staring down into her unsure eyes.
“Why can’t you believe it?” I demand.
“Because… Well—Jeez, Ryland, isn’t it obvious?”
I chuckle and lean down, bringing my face close to hers.
“Why are you laughing at me?” she whispers.
“I’m not laughing at you, you anxious little minx,” I growl. “I’m laughing because you’re so damn cute I can hardly stand it. Come here.”
I grab her luscious hips and pull her close to me, claiming her lips with mine. She gasps through the kiss, as though shocked, and then her lips part, and our tongues magnetize to each other.
It’s like our bodies have been waiting for hundreds of years to be close to each other, and now they’re not going to waste the opportunity.
I slide my hands around to her ass cheeks, palming them, squeezing them, and feeling the answering shivers move through her body. She pauses in the kiss when I push them together, our tongues touching.
“What is it?” I growl, breaking off the contact with an effort.
Her lips are so hot. They feel so damn good. Her mouth is heaven, made for kissing and smiling and fucking all at the same time.
“I just can’t—”
“Believe it,” I finish for her, shaking my head.
“Look at you, Ryland,” she murmurs. “And look at me. It makes no sense.”
