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He had his eyes closed, his jaw locked tight, and beads of sweat covered his brow and chest. He looked so good, like he was lost in the sensations. Her inner muscles clenched around him of their own accord, causing deep moans and curses to come from him.
She loved that she was the one causing him to react this way. He stretched her so good, made her feel so full.
Rosie smoothed her hands down his back, feeling his muscles clench and tense beneath her fingertips, feeling his flesh slick with sweat.
When he opened his eyes again she saw the concentration on his face.
“I’m trying so fucking hard not to come right now.” He grunted when she clenched her inner muscles around him once more. “But you’re so wet, so fucking tight and hot, that I can’t help myself. I have no control when it comes to you.”
Good, she loved that, because she felt the same way.
His forearms were still straight on either side of her head, and when he lifted up and pulled back slightly, it was so he could look at where he was buried inside of her body.
His expression was one of pain, as if it was uncomfortable not to come. That turned her on even more.
“Look at us, baby.”
She lifted up slightly and looked down the length of her body, seeing his cock moving in and out of her. It was erotic as hell.
Never taking his eyes off of her pussy, he started moving in and out of her faster, his breathing becoming more haggard. The sounds that came from him were hoarse and serrated, but then again she sounded like a wounded animal.
They should have been quite so no one heard them, but it felt too good, and she couldn’t control herself.
The pleasure turned to something more carnal, and before she knew it she lifted her hips to meet his thrusts, needing him as deep as he could go. Rosie wanted her pussy filled all the way, wanted to always have that stretch.
She wanted to be able to feel him inside of her even when he wasn’t. The ecstasy stole her breath, had her lips parting, and frantic sounds leaving her.
Perspiration covered both of them, and she felt her hair stick to her temples.
“That’s it, Rosie girl, lift those hips. Fuck yourself on me.”
She felt her arousal grow at the way the muscles of his abdomen contracted and relaxed with every thrust he delivered. “God, Rebel.”
“Yes,” he groaned out and tilted his head back, the muscles and tendons in his neck standing out from the force of his concentration. “You feel so fucking good.” He looked at her again and slammed into her hard.
“Oh,” she cried out and felt her eyes roll back in her head as intense ecstasy moved through her. “Rebel.”
“Say my name again, Rosie,” he grunted out.
She stared right in his eyes. “Rebel.”
He hummed in approval. Reaching out and cupping the side of her head, he leaned down over her so their chests were flush with each other. He latched his mouth onto her throat, and he ran his teeth along her neck, sending shivers through her.
He wasn’t gentle with his actions, and that turned her on more.
Over and over he worked his cock into her, sending this heat through her, searing her alive from the inside out. And then he slammed into her so hard she moved up an inch on the bed, tilted her head back, and cried out.
He covered her mouth with his hand to muffle the sound, and if she wasn’t feeling so incredible she might have been embarrassed. The last thing they needed was their parents coming downstairs and seeing what was happening.
“Come for me,” he whispered against her skin, and just like that she was getting off.
The climax that claimed her was swift, body numbing, and had everything else fading. Was it always like this? She doubted it. It was like this because she was with Rebel, the guy she loved.
“Yeah.” He kept fucking her. “That’s it, baby. Come all over my dick, make it all creamy.” He breathed harder against her throat, and she knew he was in the throes of getting off, as well.
The sound of him slamming into her, of his cock moving in and out of her wet pussy, filled her ears.
She closed her eyes and felt him remove his hand.
