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I hold on tight to her waist and thrust my hips right into her. Rose’s body is convulsing on top of mine, she is riding out this magical fucking high she made us reach. The sound of her blissful moans are as melodic as a fucking symphony. Beethoven who? We fit together even in this messed up scenario. We are still dressed, holding on to each other for dear life, unable to catch our breaths for a few minutes.
Rose sits up first. “Happy now? You got what you wanted.” Her bitter tone makes me hold her in place, still impaled on my cock.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
“We are done here, aren’t we? You proved your point, whatever it was. You made me come.” This makes less sense to me than anything she has said up until now.
“You think we are done? After that?”
“Twice in one night is plenty, Archer. Don’t flatter yourself. Multiple orgasms are a myth.” I have to make a conscious effort to keep my jaw from dropping.
“Unicorns and leprechauns are a myth, Rose. I always knew your ex,” I can’t bring myself to say his name again, “was a fucking selfish prick.”
The need to prove her wrong and best her ex is all my cock needs to come back to life.
“On your knees on the couch, Rosy girl. Grab on to the back.” She does as she’s told. I’m moving fast, before her fucking thoughts thwart my plans. I lift the satin fabric of her dress and bunch it around her waist. Her ass is begging for a spanking, but it’ll have to wait.
Before taking off my jacket, I pull out the handkerchief I reluctantly let Mom stuff in my pocket.
“Pleasure is about relinquishing control, buttercup. It’s about trusting someone else enough to put them in charge of your body.” I slide the corner of the handkerchief over her shoulder, making her shiver. “You will trust that I will read your body and respect your boundaries.”
I ball up the fabric with my fingers and push inside her mouth. Rose’s eyes are wide but there is nothing but expectation in them. “You trust me to do that, baby?” She nods yes.
“As far as I’m concerned,” I take my jacket off, and undo my tie. If I was home, I wouldn’t have to improvise, but this will work just fine, “your pleasure is my fucking duty. Your pussy is capable of so much more.” I hold the red tie above her back and let it tickle her as I graze her skin with it.
“Your body is the means to our end, Rose. We are going to put it to the test, okay?” I wrap my tie around her neck and pull. The amount of pressure is only meant to enhance. “I will not hurt you. Do you trust me?” Another nod.
“You are fucking perfect,” I compliment her and see her react to it. Her ass perks up for me in response almost inviting me in with fucking neon signs. Fuck.
Her pussy is wet and glistening, both our releases mixing and making her more than ready to take me. In one go I’m back inside her, balls deep. Rose arches her back, but my makeshift gag stops her scream. She pushes into me, setting the pace and I let her. My hands are fisting the tie around her neck and her ginger locks, I’m fucking her with all I have.
“Just like that, that’s my dirty little slut,” the word was out before I could filter it, Rose’s only reaction is to slam her ass into my thighs. “Fuck, Rose. Ahh.”
Her knuckles on the back of the couch are white, it is not taking either one of us long to reach our climax. I have never felt anything like this before, I’ve never been able to get hard so fast after coming, never mind come twice in a row like this. I don’t know who is in control. I think on some level we both are.
I can feel her walls fluttering around me, sucking me in and milking me tight. “Oh my God, Rosy, so fucking good.” I let go of her hair and bring my hand to rub her clit as I slightly tighten the fabric around her neck. Her face is turning red, but she is meeting my intensity at every step. “Are you ready to come, for Daddy?” Her face drops and hides into the couch. I pinch her clit.
“I want you to come for Daddy, Rose. Now.” I pull on my tie and thrust into her as deeply as I can. She spits out the handkerchief in a scream of rapture that will forever be my pride and joy. I let go of the tie as she lets go of her inhibitions, moaning in waves in sync with each spasm of her orgasm.
“Fucking perfect, baby.”
I am right there with her. This time I pull out, I want to cover her perfect ass with my cum. “Aahhhh, fuck!” White spurts of my release land on her. My grunting is primal while I continue to jerk my cock with my hand.
I let go of my hold on her neck and then spread my cum over her butt-cheeks, watching it slide towards her swollen pussy lips. We are both visibly shaking, but I have a point to make. “Not a myth, Rose. Pleasure is not a myth.”
Chapter Four
Rose
I’m sore.
I feel a constant ache between my legs but the mere recall of why I’m aching, has me throbbing and moistening again.
I caved with little to no resistance last night, but I’m blaming that on the naked, dark and handsome stud laying behind me.
James has his arm around my naked waist, pulling me to him every time I try to move away. He’s sleeping deeply, yet still very much aware that he’s not alone. In this tiny bed, a badly calculated turn could send one of us flying to the ground.
He must have brought me up because I don’t remember leaving the couch. I’m naked and clean down there, so he must have done that too. I’m surprised. All of that isn’t lust driven, it’s not a hot-headed spur of the moment thing. It shows something more than I’m willing to admit James is capable of.
