Page 29 of Fighting Rosemary


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A gasp leaves my lips as the shock of his entrance wears off, and I regain myself. “What are you doing? Put me down, Kevlar.” I kick and shove at his back, but he doesn’t do as I demand. Instead, he carries me out of the room, down to his door, and into his room. Only when the door closes, sealing us in, does he let me go. Even then, it’s to send me flying backward and landing on his bed. “Seriously, Kevlar, this is uncalled for.”

“Uncalled for?” he growls, coming over me, straddling my body. “You say this is uncalled for? Me going to that room and carting you back into the room you belong in. You think that’s uncalled for?”

“Yes, because you made it obvious it’s not where I belong.” I don’t want to be having this conversation.

“How do you figure that?” he demands, getting right in my face.

“If you don’t know, then I’m not going to tell you,” I snap, losing my patience. “You can figure it out yourself. Now get off me.”

“Not going to happen. Now, tell me what the fuck you’re talking about, Rosemary, or I swear to fuckin’ God I’m going to give you the spanking of a lifetime.”

My breath catches in my throat, and my body starts to hum. The idea of Kevlar’s hands on me in any way sends sparks flying, and moisture gathers between my thighs. The very idea has me wanting him to spank me. To drive me wild the way only he does.

“You like that idea, don’t you, Tigress?” His voice takes a different tone, one that I haven’t heard since that first night we slept together. “You want me to spank that fine ass of yours. You want my hands turning those pretty cheeks a bright red. Hell, the thought of it has me hard. I want that, and I want to give you more.”

“Get off me,” I snap, but it sounds more like a whimper. He’s getting to me, and he knows it.

“You wanna know what I want to give you?” he asks, leaning down, bracing himself over me, getting directly in my face. Close enough our lips brush. “I’ll tell you that I want in that ass. I want to feel you gripping me with those muscles while I fuck you. Fuck your ass while fingering your pussy. Or better yet, with that toy of yours.”

Breathing in, I try not to let those words affect me. Never before has anyone fucked my ass nor played with me there. Only Kevlar has, and that was only to massage and sink a finger in me while sliding inside my pussy.

“First though, you’re gonna strip for me. Second, I want your mouth around my cock while I fuck you that way. I remember you taking me to the back of your throat. I want to feel you do that again. Next, I’ll fuck your pussy, feel you come around me, and before I wear you out completely, I’ll have your ass. I want to make you nice and wet for me first. Get you all relaxed and all but begging for me to take you there.”

“Oh my.” I breathe.

“Yeah,” he murmurs against my lips and kisses me deeply.

My mind loses all train of thought after that. His touch, his lips, the smell of his cologne, it consumes my entire body. My soul. My anger evaporates, leaving me in a swirl of flames only he can put out.

Kevlar rolls us until I’m straddling him, breaks his lips from mine, and pushes me upward. “Strip, baby, take that shirt and bra off for me. I wanna taste your nipples.”

Biting my bottom lip, I roll my hips over his denim-covered cock and lift the hem of my shirt. I slowly draw it up and over my breasts, taking it farther up and over my head, tossing it to the side.

“Fuckin’ best sight in the world.” He groans as I unhook the front clasp and pull my bra off.

Kevlar knifes upward, one hand palming a breast, his lips covering the other nipple.

“Oh God, Calvin,” I moan, throwing my head back and cupping the back of his head. “That feels so good.”

Kevlar pinches my nipple and rolls it between two fingers. It feels amazing, the sharp sting mixing with the pleasure of his mouth suckling its twin. Long moments later, Kevlar moves us off the bed. He stands me up and releases my nipple from his mouth.

“Take your pants off, baby,” he commands.

With trembling fingers, I do as he says, unbutton my jeans, shimmy them and my panties down together before stepping out of them completely.

“Good girl, now get on your knees.”

Getting to his feet, Kevlar unbuckles his belt, unbuttons, and draws down the zipper, letting them fall down his hips to his thighs. His cock springing free, considering he’d gone commando. I don’t think he ever wears boxers of any kind, and there’s nothing wrong with this. I actually find it sexy.

I drop to my knees, my mouth watering for a taste of him. I'm more than ready to have him in my mouth. Gripping the base of his shaft, I lean in, swirl my tongue around the tip, earning a groan of approval.

“Fuck yeah, baby, that feels good, suck my cock, Rosie,” he says, voice gruff and sending a tendril of excitement down my spine.

I do as he wants, taking him to the back of my throat repeatedly. Kevlar wraps his fingers in my hair and fucks my mouth with short thrusts. His cock fucking my mouth, his groans spurring me on, turning me on at the same time.

“Love this mouth of yours, Tigress.” Kevlar pulls me away and a whimper leaves my lips in protest. I wasn’t ready for his cock to be taken from my mouth. I wanted to be able to taste his cum. “Get you like sucking my cock, baby, but I’m ready to taste that sweet pussy of yours.” Falling back on the bed, he brings me up, and spins me around. “How about I eat this sweet pussy while you go back to sucking me off?”

“Sounds good to me,” I moan, leaning down and taking him back in my mouth.

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