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“Rose…” I say with enough eagerness to make her chuckle.
“What makes you so wet, Sunshine?”
She kneads my inner thighs with her artful fingers, and I release a needy sigh. With her right hand, she is digging into the tattoo she had given me when we were in high school.
Property of Rose Whitewritten at the apex of my thigh.
“Is it our reunion?”
She drops a kiss where her hands are. She trails my tendon with her tongue and breathes against my skin.
“Is it the forbidden?”
She kisses the apex of my thigh, and I shift my hips, desperate for her to touch my pussy.
“Or is it the knowledge that you will be coming all over my tongue in less than two minutes?”
“Oh God…” I moan. She hasn’t touched my clit, and she already has me moaning for her.
“Praying won’t save you now, Sunshine. Just embrace the sin.”
She licks from my entrance to my clit, and my breath stays stuck in my throat. My whole world stops, and my heart skips enough beats to declare me dead.
Rose is here and my body is back with its rightful owner.
“What does he think of it?” she says as she rubs my tattoo again. “When he’s in this position in front of you and sees that you’re mine, what does he think?”
I don’t tell her that Conor would never go down on me. Although he has seen the tattoo many times.
“He hates it,” I pant. “He hates you.”
I feel her smile against me. “Good.”
Her tongue plays with my clit in a game that lacks rules. My spine tingles, my lower belly tightens, and my pussy begs for release.
Rose rears back, forcing a whine out of me. She blows on my weeping pussy, and I shiver in a butterfly effect.
The flap of this butterfly creates a tornado of pleasure in me.
“I want you to scream my name, baby,” she whispers against my needy core. “Show me how much you missed me.”
She crashes against my pussy, pushing a finger in me as she sucks my clit between her lips. I’m moaning and shifting on the bed, bucking my hips. She inserts another finger as my body lights up on fire. I can feel her tightly inside me. I can feel her rubbing against me and curling her fingers to bring me amounts of pleasure I never thought I’d feel again. To bring me to heights I thought I would never reach anymore.
“Rose,” I shriek as I explode against her. I doubt this can be described as an orgasm anymore. This is dying and being brought back to life. This is what one feels when they’re seconds away from being declared dead and finally wake up to the shock of the defibrillator.
Rose is my lifeline. She brings me joy and desire. She brings me so much heartbreak that her love is palpable. I fell in love with her tonight like I had met her for the first time.
Rose White left to come back to me harder, and now I’m coming for her like she never left.
She laps me up like she hadn’t been fed while away. She drains me until my voice is raw and my throat painful.
You should have said you haven’t orgasmed in almost two years.
If only she knew how much I needed the climax she just brought me.
She lets go of my leg and stands in front of me. We used to spend nights giving each other orgasms, but it’s been so long that one has already shattered me.
Not that she cares.
