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“You don’t have to worry,” she says, leaning in to kiss my cheek with a sweetness that makes the feel of her hand on my erection even more erotic. But love always makes sex so much better, and this is the kind of kiss you give a man you care about, not just one you want to ride all night long.
Please let it be all night long…
I can already tell I’m going to need her more than once. There’s no way this first time is going to last as long as I’d like, not when I haven’t been with a woman in over a year and Rose is so relentlessly sexy.
“I had a well-endowed boyfriend in college, it wasn’t a problem,” she whispers in my ear as she kisses me again, this time on my jaw. “And you’re not nearly as big as the Barney dildos. Now that was a terrifying display. Which reminds me, I think someone turned in my suitcase. A woman I met in the terminal overheard the dildo owner lamenting the loss of her sexy presents. I should check the lost and found in the morning.”
“Or we could go now if you want. If you’re worried,” I say, smiling as she makes a disdainful sound and pulls back to glare down at me.
“Are you insane? We’re not leaving this room until you’ve been inside me at least twice.”
“Three times,” I counter, popping the button at the top of her pants and jerking her pants and panties down around her hips, sending fresh heat flaring into her eyes. “Take those off and get on top of me.”
“So bossy,” she whispers as she slides off the couch, holding my gaze as she removes her boots before wiggling out of the rest of her clothes. When she’s naked in front of me, she brushes her hair from her face, her fingers still tangled in the red locks as she asks, “Not too skinny?”
“Beautiful,” I whisper, devouring her with my gaze, wanting to memorize every inch of her gorgeous body. “You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”
“You, too,” she says, slowly straddling me again as I circle her waist with my hands, drawing her closer. “I’m not hurting your leg, am I?”
“I don’t feel anything except desperate to be inside you,” I confess, sucking her nipple into my mouth again, my cock beginning to leak as she gasps and rocks against my erection, hard enough for me to feel how wet she is.
“I love this,” I say as I slide my hand between us, gliding firm fingers over her clit and into the wet heat between her thighs. “Feeling you wet for me is the only thing I ever want for Christmas.”
“God, Bear,” she says, her fingers gripping my shoulders again. “That feels so good. I want you so much. I feel like I’ve been waiting for you forever.”
“Forever,” I echo. But for me, it’s a promise. “I want this tight, wet pussy all around me, Rose.”
“Yes,” she breathes, reaching between us to stroke my cock.
“There are condoms in the bathroom. In my black toiletry bag. I’d run get them, but I think you’ll be faster.”
“I’m on the pill,” she says, continuing to stroke me. “And I haven’t had a partner since I was tested a year ago.”
“Same,” I say, fingers digging into her slim hips as I fight for control. “But I can get tested again. I don’t want you to have any doubts.”
Her gaze softens on mine. “I’m done with doubts.” She bends to claim my lips in a long, slow, sexy-as-fuck kiss. “And I’m past ready to make you mine.”
“Then stake your claim, woman,” I say, joy and hunger flooding through me as she fits my cock to her center and begins to sink down, inch by head-spinning inch.
I love that this tiny woman, barely half my size, has stated that she’s claiming me. I love that she’s taking the lead and wants me as much as I want her.
But most of all I love the fact that, as her molten hot pussy glides around me, squeezing me tight enough to make my balls clench, her expression never waivers from one of complete and total bliss.
When she’s fully seated on my cock, she exhales and leans her forehead against mine, whispering, “Oh, Bear.”
“Rose,” I whisper back. “My Rose.”
“Yours,” she echoes. “And you’re mine.” She shifts forward and my cock slides a few inches out of paradise before she rocks back, taking every inch of me again. “I’m sorry it took me so long.”
“We’re done apologizing, remember?” I murmur, threading my fingers into her hair with one hand as I grip her ass with the other. “Fresh start. No regrets.”
“No regrets,” she echoes, taking every inch of me again, proving we were made for each other. “And no more letting fear call the shots. We can do this.”
