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“Don’t stop. Please. Please, don’t stop,” Rosie begs, her pussy gripping me tighter.
My body aches to fuck her in every way. My cock weeps to be buried inside her as her hands knot in my hair and hold me where she wants me. But I want so much more. More of her pleasure. More of her agony. I need to make her ache and burn for me in ways she’s never ached or burned for another. I want to own every inch of her body and every prayer on her lips.
Pulling away, I tug her hands from my hair, guiding one to her pussy before I quickly strip off my shirt. The sight of her dainty fingers teasing her pussy is spectacular, causing my muscles to coil tighter.
“You’re a vision,” the breath pushes out of me as I fuck my fist, trying to ease some of the blistering need pounding through me.
Yanking the comforter up beneath her, I bunch it at her ass so that she’s in full view to me.
“Don’t fucking stop,” I tell her, punctuating my order with a slap to her pink pussy before I anchor her feet on my shoulders, spreading her wider as I lower into her. My hand abandoning my pulsing cock to hold her down when she bucks up, seeking my other hand.
“Please,” she keens, “make me come.”
“Yes, beautiful,” I breathe over her, stretching her slowly as I inch three fingers inside her. Twisting and coating them in her arousal. “I’m gonna make you feel so good, sweetheart.”
“Yes! Oh God, yes.” The words muddle, slurring when I fuck her deeper and she rubs her clit to the same momentum.
In, out, harder and faster. Her body tenses beneath my hold, quivering in agonized need as I inch out, removing a finger and trailing it to her ass along with her juices.
“Holy fuuuck,” Rosie curses when I round her tight puckered hole and push my teasing finger inside.
“Don’t stop touching yourself,” I growl, watching her come undone with my touch.
The stroke of her fingers over her clit is erratic and out of sync as I push deeper inside both holes. Fucking every ragged breath out of her as her feet curl on my shoulders and her other hand claws at my arm, holding her down.
“Fuck. Fuck, fuck…fuck,” she cries, hoarse and low. Her voice thick with desperation.
“So beautiful,” I breathe over her skin, pulling out of her and sinking back inside her in shallow strokes that have her writhing and begging for mercy. “I wanna feel you come for me.”
“Yes.”
“Your hot cunt and tight ass”—I thrust deep, punctuating my words—“choking my fingers.”
“Yes.”
“And then I’ll fuck you with my cock, so damn deep you’ll cry.”
“Oh God,” Rosie groans, her entire body quaking for me. “Sweet fuck.”
“That’s it, Angel, give it to me.” Grasping her wrist, I move her hand from her clit and lower my mouth to it. Trailing my lips over the sensitive nub before I lick and lave at it. Drawing every ounce of her pleasure to the surface while she chants my name over and over again and I continue fucking her holes.
My cock throbs, heavy and aching to fill her. It’s a crazed thought that only screams louder with my blood scorching through my veins and her moans echoing in my ears. My name is a curse and prayer as she shatters with her body shaking beneath me. Her pleasure soaking out of her and coating my face.
Fucking heaven.
I still my fingers luxuriating in the feel of her clenching and squeezing around me mercilessly.
Holy fuck, I can’t catch my breath as I inch out of her, slowly. Making the most of every aftershock of her orgasm.
“Sweet fucking Jesus,” Rosie giggles as I trail my fingers down her thighs to her knees and kiss my way up her body. “Too much! I can’t—I can’t take that.”
“You’re still gonna take my cock,” I rumble over her, sucking and licking at her plump tits. Her heart is still hammering and every beat calls to mine. Sweet fucking music as I brace myself over her, aligning my hard cock with her entrance. “I’m gonna fill you with my cum. So fucking good, so full…” I nip at her lip, holding her pleasure hazed stare with mine. “I’m gonna watch it drip out of your greedy cunt.”
With one hard thrust, I fill her to the hilt. Bottoming out to a pained hiss that’s my undoing. I can’t stop. My only driving force is my need. My affection and awe of her. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for her. Nothing that I wouldn’t give her.
“Brody,” Rosie murmurs my name, her hands molding to either side of my face, drawing my eyes back to hers. There’s nothing but the sound of our ragged breaths and the friction of our bodies. “Brody…”
“Yes, Angel.”
