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Rose didn’t scream.She clutched the sheets and arched, bowing off the bed.
She sucked air between her teeth.He felt the intense contraction of her body.He pinched the nubbin between his lips and flicked his tongue over it.He lost control of her then as she started thrusting uncontrollably against the bed and his face.Up and down, as if he were inside of her.Well, he still was, but from behind.
She settled, slowly.Heat radiated upward from her body.When she released the bed sheets, Matthew returned to the seat of all desire, this time using a little more torment and a little less pleasure.Arousing her to a certain point then allowing her to gain control.
She only had to tell him to stop.It was that simple and that difficult.
After several of those awful torments, he used his thumbs to open her sheath.His cock had firmed up and he pushed into her.The sudden fill made her moan and she bore down on him in one long contraction.
The moan that came from her mouth was from a deep place, an urgent and desperate place.He liked the pulsing that gripped his cock.Pulsing that caused rippling pleasure to ebb and flow through his member and deep into his core.
He pulled from her before he spilled again and stretched out over her—his mouth positioned between her breasts.He laved one, then the other.Back and forth.Sucking on one nipple until it was puffed and hard, letting it pop from his mouth then working the other nipple.
He would suck them until she was raw, unless Rose told him to stop.She didn’t seem anywhere near satisfied with the sexual experience he was providing, but he didn’t think either of them would mind couplings that were wild and unpredictable.
With his rough hands, he kneaded and pinched.He knew without a doubt such hands had never touched her body.Ever.Soon she was moaning and rocking beneath him, breaking apart again.Still, she said nothing.
He rolled her to her stomach, forced her legs apart and up as if she were a frog beneath him.Cuisses de grenouille.Sautéed.Gripping his cock again, he slid into her very slick and very wet sheath and pounded into her until she was screaming into her pillow.
When he was spent, his heavy weight relaxed over her.
They spent the night together.Matthew woke up two or three times, hard and ready.He slipped into her each time and rocked the few minutes it took to bring about a hard orgasm.And somewhere before five-thirty, Rose straddled him and rode hard, finding her release with open mouth, bouncing breasts and a display which assured Matthew his beneficial deal with Alice was all one-sided.
Her neck arched, she smiled as if she’d finally found the pleasure for which she’d paid so handsomely.
