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She didn't want that. No, she wanted him in every way she could have him. She pulled his face closer, kissing him once more.
His leg scooted hers to the side as he slid two fingers into her, forcing another moan out of her. Dylan didn't stop as he thrust them in, hitting her where she wanted. Her cries echoed around them, and Dylan smiled against her lips.
"It's like music to my ears." He chuckled. "I should record your sound, so I can play it whenever I want."
Rose chuckled. "Maybe you should just call me."
Dylan laughed, kissing her once more. He pulled back, and she watched as he slid his pants off, taking his boxers with them. Dylan's dick stood at attention, and her hunger grew. Seeing how hard and large he was, she couldn't breathe.
She felt she was losing her mind and couldn't wait. Dylan seemed to be the only one thinking. "Let me grab a condom." He gave her a kiss before sliding out of the room.
Rose felt her heart beating loudly, and her body was hot. She stared around the room, feeling like the time was ticking away. Dylan walked back, a condom already on. He gave her a smile, never seeming to miss a beat.
Dylan pulled closer, his cock sliding against her entrance, making her overflow with anticipation. She was sure she didn't have any self-control left in her, not a drop.
Dylan slid into her slowly, and as he did, Rose moaned. It bounced off the walls, and her head fell backward. She felt full already, but Dylan didn't move and Rose adjusted to his length.
His lips teased her nipples, and his fingers held her hips down. Rose wanted to move, and she wanted to beg. But she stayed still, allowing herself to just feel him inside her.
The moment wasn't long before Dylan slid out and thrust back into her. Rose's head slammed into the couch as he sped up. Rose felt her stomach starting to uncoil, and her toes curled in anticipation.
"You feel so tight," he whispered, his fingers gripping her side, "So damn good, you're making it hard to keep it steady."
She shook her head. "Then don't give me steady." She wrapped her arms around his neck, "Give it to me just how you want to."
It was like a switch went on, and suddenly Dylan was lost in her. Each thrust filled her, and the way he was kissing her skin and inhaling her only made it even better. She was close, and yet this wasn't how it could end.
Dylan pulled her off the couch, and she sunk farther onto him as he had her straddle him. Rose moaned loudly, feeling him deeper inside her than before. Her breath hitched as he smiled, giving her a charming smirk.
"Is this deep enough for you?" he asked, and she felt his hand roll over her clit, forcing another moan from her. He thrust up, filling her once more, "Is this perfect?"
She nodded, pressing down as he thrust up. His finger rolled over her clit, bringing her even closer to her end. She wanted it so badly. So badly.
And suddenly, her body was soaring. She clenched, riding on cloudy nine as Dylan continued to thrust into her. An orgasm hit her like a train, forcing her to tense.
She leaned back, taking steady breaths. Dylan held her as he chuckled, giving her a soft smile. "That felt amazing, didn't it?" he asked, brushing a strand of hair back.
Rose looked down, seeing he was still hard inside her. She tilted her head. "You're ... "
He chuckled, giving her a kiss. "Not done with you yet." He deepened the kiss, his tongue gliding over hers once more. "Not even close to being done with you, Rose."
Rose smiled, eager for more. She was looking forward to what the night had to offer.
SEVEN
DYLAN
To Dylan, Rose was a walking, breathing, living poem. Moving inside her as she followed his rhythms to the precise tempo made all of the straining in his heart and mind relax. Feeling her seize against him was the most elegant interpretive dance he had ever witnessed. He wanted to lay her out and study every inch of her body and proclaim his commitment to making it quiver with ecstasy.
He held her below him as she rolled her body forward against his cock, still hard as stone. He meant it when he said he wasn’t done with her. The feast had just begun.
Rose’s eyes blazed in the darkness of his living room, green infernos in the night. She reached her arms up to his face, grinning as he slid each of his fingers into his mouth.
“Tell me what you’re going to do to me,” she whispered, deep and sultry.
Dylan moved his cock out of her, a sleek wet slap filling the room along with Rose's groans. He grinned as he sat up on the couch and then rolled onto his knees on the floor. Rose’s eyes darted in the dark with anticipation as he pulled her to sit up and face him. He guided her legs apart, and her soaking pussy presented him with an orange blossom scent that drove him wild.
“I’m going to eat you up,” he growled. “I want to taste every glorious drop that you’re gifting me.”
