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“Begging now, are we? What do you want, Rosy girl?”
“I want you to fuck me.”
“Fuck, you’re dripping wet.” James’ fingers slide through my exposed sex, his touch almost unbearable. I shiver under it, I can’t help the thrilling sparks from igniting all over my skin erupting into millions of goosebumps. Everywhere he touches. Everywhere I want him to touch.
“Fuck it.” He’s had enough of his own games. James is just as turned on as I am. He turns me onto the couch, stomach up and presses my legs back. He’s fisting his cock in his strong hand, pumping up and down, smacking my swollen clit with his gland.
He’s teasing us both, coating his shaft with my dripping arousal.
“Beg for it, Rosy girl.”
“Oh God, James.”
“Beg, baby.”
“Fuck me. Fuck me hard. Drive me into the damn couch and coat me with your cum. Please, Daddy. I need you.”
That’s all it takes.
James buries himself in me in one thrust, grunting loudly once he’s inside me to the hilt. He stills, reveling in the feeling of my tightness, waiting for my muscles to stop clenching around him.
“This pussy is perfect for me. Whose is it, Rose? Who does this hungry pussy belong to?”
“Ahh, fuck. You, James, only you.”
“Damn fucking right, it does.” He moves in slow circles, grinding his hips into me, grazing my nub every time. I hadn’t noticed him grabbing anything, but suddenly the rose toy is humming again, held against me by James’ big hand.
“I won’t be able to stop with that, Daddy.”
“Come for me, baby girl. You’ve earned it.” He pulls out and thrusts back in again, shallow thrusts with just his head, completely out to probe back in again. The feeling is amazing. Deep is good, but this is just fucking heavenly.
With the toy compressed on my clit, and the sight of James above me, I’m so close I can touch the sky. He releases my legs and holds my throat, compressing just enough to make it a little hard to breathe. The lack of oxygen and those shallow thrusts quickly take me over the edge, and tip me into the abyss.
“Scream my name, Rosy girl. Eyes on me when you come.”
“Oh God, fuck James. I’m coming. Ohhhh.” I can’t hear, I can’t see. I’m lost in this feeling of pure ecstasy.
James slams back into me, for just a couple of strokes and pulls out, fisting his cock in his hand and pumping hard. Thick ropes of white cum land on my pussy, as I watch James come in delight.
“Mine. Mine. Mine. Fucking. Miiiineee.” He grunts with each final pump.
He’s beautiful. He’s so damn beautiful I still can’t believe he’s chosen me. He leans down and kisses me. There’s more than lust in it. More than a thank you for a good fuck. So much more. He lets his eyes trail over me, nobody has ever looked at me the way James does.
“I’m going to get a towel to clean you up.”
How? How did my bland insipid life get to this? How the hell have I never known this even existed?
James is a dream I never even knew I had, and now he’s mine. We haven’t spoken about it, but I know he is. And me? In owning myself, I finally have enough. I can keep enough of myself while willingly giving myself to him. I have never belonged to someone the way I choose to belong to him. With him.
Soon I’m clean, and drifting off to sleep on the couch, wrapped naked in James’ arms. I’m deep in a restful sleep, dreaming of my man, my valentine, and thankfully, blissfully, when I wake up with the sun shining through the curtains, he’s still there. Cradling me in his warm embrace.
“Good morning, buttercup.” James captures my lips, in a tender, loving kiss. “How are you feeling?”
“Hmm.” I moan as I stretch my aching muscles. “Happy. Can we wake up like this more often?”
“You took the words out of my mouth.” He chuckles and kisses me again. “What about here?” He presses his hips into mine. “Are you okay?”
“Damaged. So well damaged. When can we do it again?” James meets my words with a wide smile that fills my chest with warmth, and just as quick, it’s transformed into a wicked grin.
