My second climax slowly began to ebb away, and I lay there, a wanton mess, unable to move or even speak. My chest heaved violently, my breath sawing in and out as if I’d just run a fucking marathon. Donovan had left me a wet, strung-out puddle of goo spread out helplessly on the floor. My thighs were on fire, and my pussy was clenching with so many aftershocks that it almost began to hurt.
Slowly, he lifted his head and rose up to his knees until he towered over me. His face glistened with my juices, and an almost evil, wolfish grin spread across his face.
I’d never seen anything hotter or more beautiful than Donovan O’Shea, so turned on that it was etched into his expression. I shivered again, suddenly cold as the aftereffects of two violently powerful orgasms settled deep inside my belly and my pussy.
“You ready for me?” he demanded, swiping his hand across his mouth to wipe me away.
I began to protest softly. “Donovan—” But in a flash, he flipped me over and pressed down onto the small of my back, forcing me flat.
Donny pressed his body against mine and whispered in my ear from behind, “Shut up, Rosie. You wanted to get fucked, so you’re gonna get fucked hard.”
I cried out as he buried his hand in my hair, took a fistful, and pulled my head up from behind while licking down one side of my neck.
After positioning himself behind me, his knees kicked my legs open. He pulled my hair, forcing me up until I was elevated from the floor. “Be a good girl and keep your legs open for me.”
My body was so spent from the two hard climaxes that my knees began to shake. “I can’t,” I breathed, then I yelped and exhaled a pained breath when Donovan’s hand made sudden contact with my ass cheek, and a painful sting began to radiate.
My clit throbbed.
“Stay on your fuckin’ knees and take my cock,” he muttered against my nape, the sensations of his breath making my nipples pebble. A hand went to my ass and rubbed away the sting, leaving behind nothing but heat that must have had a direct line to my pussy because, despite being worn out from the rough fucking it had just got from Donny’s fingers, it pulsed again, and suddenly, I needed more.
Then I heard the unmistakable clink of a belt buckle and the sound of a zipper being lowered before the hard, smooth head of Donovan’s cock pressed between the folds of my pussy.
“You ready, baby?” he rasped.
My heart jerked inside my chest.
Was I ever.
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Donovan
God only knewhow I held back from slamming my iron-hard cock inside Rosie’s tight, dripping, needy little pussy, but I gritted my teeth and very gently eased inside her heat inch by agonizing inch.
She must have come hard because her body was trembling with aftershocks. If I could have given her a break and let her recover, I would have, but there was no way I could hold back another minute. I needed her so bad that my balls had already pulled tight against my body, and I was glad I’d already madeher come twice because I knew this wasn’t gonna last long; Rosie was just that fucking hot.
I looked down, one hand still gripping Rosie’s hair, the other holding the base of my cock as I watched the head disappear into my girl’s snug little cunt, then come back out all wet and shiny. I’d never been with anyone as tight as her. In fact, that was what I remembered most from our first time, how well she gripped me and how I almost had to force myself inside her in order to make her take all of it.
That was what kept me going in the dark, lonely nights, and that was what kept her in the back of my mind for the last few years. It was also what kept me from fucking other women. I’d been inside a perfect pussy, so how the hell was I supposed to get off on anything less, or more to the point, anyone less?
I was fucked, and if I didn’t understand that before, I certainly did now.
A grunt escaped my throat as I shunted the tip of my cock inside her again, watching her cunt swallow me up greedily. That time, I went halfway in before easing out again slowly. Every time I pushed inside, I gave her a little more until finally I buried myself to the root and stayed still for a few seconds just to feel everything.
Rosie let out a soft mewl, and her muscles pulsed around me. My balls drew up even tighter, and I had to count backward from ten just to stop myself from coming.
“Touch yourself,” I ordered, tugging Rosie’s head back and sucking gently on the soft, smooth, musk-scented skin under her ear.
“I can’t,” she hissed. “I can’t come again.”
Without a thought, I brought my palm down hard on her smooth ass. The slap reverberated through the air, and she yelped loudly.
“Be a good girl, Rosie,” I cut out. “Do as I say.”
Her pussy contracted again, that time even harder, and my eyes rolled in the back of my head. I pulled out gently and pushed back in again, slowly repeating the action over and over until I found a rhythm that made my girl moan with pleasure.
“Now work your clit,” I grated huskily.
