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Dylan adored the position he was in, looking up at the blindingly gorgeous woman controlling her pleasure as she plowed onto his cock. He would let her use him any time she wanted, for as long as she wanted. He wanted to beat the world record for how many orgasms a woman could endure in a single romp.
He wanted to help her come undone beneath his touch, over and over again.
When she seemed like she was getting close, Dylan took her by the wrists and then pulled her forward. Her hands fell beside his head, and her breasts fell directly in his face.
Rose giggled a lovely melodious sound. “What are you doing to me?” she said through laughter.
Dylan continued thrusting upward into her as he kissed her mounds, smirking as he slowly brought a nipple into his mouth. Rose lamented in shock, whimpering with a bursting rapture that nearly sent Dylan spilling inside her.
“God, that’s so good,” she moaned.
Dylan had been with women with big breasts before, many of whom loved having their nipples sucked. Rose seemed to enjoy it, and he wanted to make her burst open even more for him.
She squeezed her eyes shut as she bounced up and down on his cock, and he sucked on her nipples like the most mouthwatering lollipop. He switched between them, holding the opposing nipple between his fingers.
Her breath became shorter, hitching in her throat as she climbed the mountain of her climax. Dylan clapped himself inside her, feeling her tightness tense and seize, her slippery insides stroking him with flawless precision.
“Oh, Dylan, yes, yes!”
Rose froze for a moment with mouth wide open as he felt her spilling around him, then cried out mercilessly as he suckled on her. She greedily ate up her pleasure as she gritted her teeth, her mind and body catapulting into nirvana.
Dylan kept on thrusting, feeling his rapture approaching rapidly. She continued forcing her pussy down onto him, the wet smacks tingling his skin and making his toes curl. He released one of her breasts from his mouth as he came inside her, cringing and rolling with epic plunges.
“Rose, my god,” he whispered.
She fell on top of him as she rode his climax right along with him, kissing his neck and rolling her curves like a steady wave to soak up every last drop of him. Dylan saw cascading colors in front of his eyes as he moved through space and time, nearly touching the limitless potential of his existence.
He came down with Rose still on top of him, wrapping her arms around his head and panting into his ear. The lovers were immersed in each other’s sweat and juices, their skin morphing and nearly blending as one.
Dylan moved his hands down Rose’s back, caressing her with ease as he found the sensitive valleys of her form. He moved down her spine, the arc of her back, the bend of her bum, and the crease of her knees. He breathed in her scent deeply as it gave him a reason to be alive.
Rose raised her head, meeting his lips with hers, and grinning. “Fuck,” she said, laughing. “I haven’t felt like that in … so, so long.”
Dylan leaned his forehead against hers as he continued to stroke her back. They remained in the pool of light, quiet breaths exchanged, and for a moment, Dylan’s mind was still. He felt like he was young again, hearing the faint strum of a guitar from across the street at a vendor's shop for the very first time.
EIGHT
ROSE
She pulled the door open and stepped into the bustling restaurant, her eyes searching for her crew. It didn't take long for her to find them in the back corner, already sipping on drinks. She walked toward them, excited to tell them about the date night.
Wind sat on the left side, stirring her drink with a straw, with Fire next to her thumbing her fingers on the table. Moon sat across from them with an empty chair next to her. Moon was the first to look up and gave Rose a smile. "You made it!" She squealed, pushing herself out of her chair. "You have so much to tell us!"
Wind turned, giving Rose a mischievous grin. "I want details, Rose. Detailed details."
"Give me a second." She laughed, taking her seat. She threw her purse over her chair before looking at each of the girls. All of them held smirks, waiting for her to spill everything. She knew her friends wouldn't stop until she told them every little part of her night.
"You've made us wait long enough. You didn't bother answering any of our messages," Fire pipped in. "And you've refused our calls."
"And we want to know everything," Wind added. "Every little detail. Don't leave anything out."
Rose couldn't help but chuckle. She was going to tell her friends everything except the fact she slept with Dylan. She wanted to keep that to herself for now.
She decided not to mention the second date at all. Her friends didn't know about it, and it had turned so intimate that she didn't want to reveal it to them. At least not yet.
"He took me to a really nice restaurant, and we had a splendid dinner. I mean, like fancy, guys. It was … refreshing." She smiled, feeling happy thinking back to how the night went. "And he loves music just about as much as I do. But not just enjoy listening to it. No, we spoke about it for most of our date."
The girls all sat quietly, listening as she continued going on over the laughs they shared and the food. She told them everything she could remember, down to what he wore and how his hair looked.
