Page 13 of Innocent Rose


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I don't know if she's the best thing that's ever happened to me or the worst. Driving me to do the things I only ever imagined until now. Molding her tits with my hands. Memorizing the curve of her ass, the firmness of her thighs, the heat of her pussy when I tease it with a glancing touch.

Grinding my cock against her, I shudder with barely contained need.

“I want you to put this in me.” Her fingers close around my shaft, and my eyes damn near roll back in my head at her gentle touch.

“Where do you want me to put it?”

“Wherever you want.” She slides her hand up and down my length while I shudder again, my knees ready to buckle. She’s a wet dream come true, whispering what I’ve longed to hear.

“That's a dangerous thing to offer.”

“I trust you.” Her mouth is close to mine, breath mingling between us. She's undoing every scrap of self-control with those fingers of hers, stroking me enthusiastically if not skillfully. But enthusiasm goes a hell of a long way—already my balls are lifting, ready to drain themselves.

I have to close my hand around hers before it’s too late. “Slow down,” I advise, my lips brushing hers. The tension is unbearable, ready to combust. She whimpers, breathless, clinging to me.

“Show me what to do. Show me how to make you feel good like you made me feel good.” Her eyes are hazy when they meet mine, wide and full of lust. “That's all I want. To make you feel good.”

“Get on your knees.” Because who could resist? This perfect, untouched creature is so eager to please me and ready to learn. And fuck, do I want to teach her.

“I’m going to put it in your mouth,” I grunt, holding myself up to her lips once she's settled in before me. “I’ll show you what to do.”

“I know how to do some things,” she confesses, and as if to prove it then, she extends her tongue and swipes along the underside. I have no choice but to lean my back against the wall for support.

“You do?”

“I've watched videos.”

“You like watching porn while you touch yourself?” I ask, stroking her slicked-back hair while watching her play with me.

“I watched it to learn what to do with you. When this happened, I wanted to know what you would like.”

And then all conscious thought is obliterated once she closes her lips around me and pulls me deep into her mouth. I can't remember the last time I had my dick sucked, but it was worth the wait.

“You've learned well,” I groan, smiling down at her in approval while she pops her head slowly up and down, caressing me with those plump lips and running me across her tongue. “You're making my cock feel so good.”

She moans, and I know she's happy, and I surge in her mouth. It's the simplest thing, this give-and-take, finally surrendering to what I’ve needed for so long.

“Good girl.” Taking her head in both hands, I can't help but move my hips, deepening the strokes until I touch the back of her throat and make her gag. “Relax. Take it. You said you wanted me to feel good. Then take it. Suck on my cock.”

She groans but fights to hold on, her hands moving up and down my thighs, nails dragging over my skin and adding to the thrill. I'm using her, yes, but she's in this with me. And I bet she's dripping on the floor.

“Is your pussy hot and wet for me?” I ask, brushing her hair back from her face while I thrust into that sweet mouth.

The vibrations from her moans are almost enough to undo me. I have to pull back before I blow my load. She groans, sitting back on her heels. “Did I not do it right?” she asks, fretful.

“No, you did just perfect.” Nothing has ever been as beautiful as she is now, with her eager expression and those swollen red lips. “I don't want to finish this way.”

“I was about to make you come.”

“Yes, innocent little Rose.” I catch her lips with mine, savoring their plumpness and the little sounds she makes. “You were going to make me come. And I'm going to come, but when I do I want you coming with me. Have you ever imagined it like that?” I ask, my cock trapped between us while I part her ass cheeks to allow water to run down between them.

Her head falls back, lustful moans filling the air. “Yes, all the time,” she whines.

I have a decision to make, and I make it quickly, urged on by my straining cock. I want her to be comfortable when we do this. What we must do, what we absolutely have to do. I need her. I've waited so long already.

She asks no questions while I turn off the water, only speaking once I step out of the stall and hand her a towel. “What are we doing?”

“I'm taking you to bed,” I grunt, grabbing another towel before pulling her along with me, back into the bedroom. Instead of using it on myself, I spread the towel over the bed, then take her by the waist and toss her on top of it. It's effortless because she's so light, and so willing to be moved around the way I want her.

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