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ROSE
She couldn't deny that Dylan was hot, and the way his hands were skating over her skin was causing her to make decisions even quicker. Her breath hitched higher as his lips softly left trails down her neck, forcing her entire body to heat several degrees.
"You smell fantastic," he said, pulling her closer to him. "Vanilla with honey."
She was surprised that he could tell. She didn't want to admit she spent a lot of time trying to figure out what scent to use. She wanted to smell nice in case he noticed. A blush ran over her, and she nodded her head. "You're correct."
His smile widened as he pulled her head closer, pressing his lips against her hungrily once more. She moaned softly, wanting this to move along but also wanting to enjoy herself. It wasn't every day she met someone like Dylan.
Someone kind and open. Someone who loved music just as much as she did with a burning passion. She wanted to make this last.
Dylan pulled her closer, and Rose straddled him feeling herself grind against his pant leg. Dylan roughly laughed, making her heart beat faster. "Take your dress off, please." The amount of pleading in his voice made her raise an eyebrow.
"Are you that desperate?"
"No." He chuckled. "But I would like to see your red panties again."
Rose blushed, her face growing hot. "How did you ..." She stopped herself.
Dylan's grin widened. "Just a guess. Hot, by the way." He pulled up her dress, creeping it higher over her hips. Rose's red panties were fully on display as he pulled the dress until it was off.
He discarded it, taking her in. He stared at her bare body, and suddenly Rose felt sexier than at any other time in her life. Having his eyes skate over her and being able to feel the hardness against her thigh, she knew she wasn't the only one turned on.
"Everything you wished it to be?" she asked, grabbing at his shirt. She wanted him naked. She wanted to be able to look at him like he was looking at her. Dylan didn't wait, pulling his shirt off and throwing it aside. He pulled her close, his arms going around to her bra clip. She kissed his neck and listened as he growled low. His fingers were stumbling. She chuckled, proud of herself.
"You're making me lose my concentration." He growled, his fingers sliding over her skin once more.
"Maybe that's the point," she chirped, kissing his collarbone.
Her bra came undone, and her breast fell free. Dylan moved quickly, and Rose was lying on her back before she knew it. Her hair fell around her, and Dylan looked down at her with a hunger she knew she wanted to fill.
His fingers hooked her panties, and he gave her a look. "Would you like me to stop?"
She didn't know if she could allow that. She wanted him so badly. He had been nothing but a gentleman all night, but that didn’t mean he got to get into her pants. No, she felt something for him. Something more.
"No, I don't want you to stop," she said, pulling at his pants' button. She undid it just before Dylan slipped her panties off. Rose lay bare now, and a sudden shiver ran over her.
Dylan looked at her, seeming to take in every inch of her body. He kissed her forehead and traveled down. "I love how your eyes are so green, and they shine in the light." He kissed her neck. "And your skin smells so wonderful."
He kissed her nipples, and Rose took a breath in, a soft moan leaving her. "And I love how pink your nipples are." He gently bit one, and Rose gasped as a shockwave went straight down her body.
He kissed her stomach, making her squirm. He was close, so close to where her desire was sitting wrapped up so damn tightly, she wasn't sure it would ever come undone.
"And you're curved. With and without clothes, your body looks phenomenal."
He kissed her left hip, his fingers scraping up her thigh, "And your ass ... Sorry, Rose, but your ass is just fantastic."
She smiled, suddenly wondering how she'd never had someone like him in her life before. Where had he been all these years?
His lips went up, and Rose wanted to scream. He had been so close, just inches away from what she wanted. She bit hard on her lip, trying to keep herself from begging.
"I could go on all night about your body, Rose. I haven't even gotten to talk about your mind."
Rose looked at him, taking in the look of lust in his eyes. She looked down at his pants, seeing the bulge that seemed to grow. Her mouth suddenly went dry. Fuck, she wanted him.
Dylan kissed her, his tongue gliding over hers like they had done it a thousand times. And just when she didn't think she could wait any longer, Dylan's hand slid over her pussy, making her moan.
"You're soaking wet," he whispered, making her see stars. "And I have no self-control left, Rose."
