Rosawrithesaboveme,thighs locked around my head, taste slick on my tongue.
I grip her hips and hold her pussy to my mouth like salvation. She moans, guttural and rough, fingers tangled in my hair as her body chases the third, or maybe fourthwave.
Trembling. Needy. Already wrecked and still greedy for more.
I love how free she is when we’re fucking.
My hands slide up her spine as her body clenches again, a ripple of heat flooding past my lips. I groan into her. She jerks, the sound tipping her over, shaking as she comes, wild and undone. I let her grind through it, licking and sucking her slow until she whimpers, the tremble turning to sensitivity.
Only then do I ease her down and catch her when she collapses into my chest, breath sharp and shallow.
“You’re going to kill me,” she pants into my neck.
“You love it.”
Rosa laughs, shattered and glorious.
I flip her smoothly. Her breath catches as I yank her ass into the air and press her into the cushions. Nudging her legs apart, I admire her engorged pussy, wet and ready.Beautiful.
I drag my cock along her slit and slam into her in one long stroke.
She gasps.
“Yes,” she breathes.
Her spine arches. I grip her hair and thrust deep, watching her back flex beneath me in the afternoon light bleeding through the sheer curtains.
I reach around and twist her nipple, hard and sudden. It hits something direct inside her core and causes her to tighten around me. She cries out and then she’s coming yet again.
Fuck, she’s unreal in this state. I’ll never get enough.
I pump faster and faster. We’re loud and untethered. From the slap of our skin, to her broken moans and me shouting her name like a prayer.
Her walls clench my cock so intensely, I lose control, hips stuttering. A low growl rips from my chest as I begin to spill inside her. Instead, I pull out fast and shoot across her back, thick and hot.
She sags forward onto her forearms, panting.
I drag my fingers through my come and trace abstract designs on the canvas of her back, exploring the valleys and peaks of her spine as she shivers beneath me. Circle her pucker hinting at the pleasure yet to come.
Leaning down, I plant a gentle kiss on the nape of her neck.
“Do you trust me?” I whisper, huskily. “I want to fuck your ass.”
She turns her head slightly, eyes meeting mine with a flicker of excitement in their depths. “My body isyours. I’m pretty sure you understand it better than I do.”
I let my fingers linger, massaging gently. A rosy hue spreads across her cheeks, up her neck, and across her shoulders, as she buries her face deeper into the pillow.
“Sooooooamazing.” Her voice is muffled by the pillow. “I don’t know how you’re going to fit there, though.”
I reach for the nightstand to find the small, smooth bottle of lubricant I bought a couple of days ago. I warm it between my hands before letting it drip onto her, mixing with my release, continuing to trace soft patterns on her skin until she relaxes.
My cock is stiff as a pole again.
“I’m going to go slow, okay?” I keep my tone steady, reassuring. “Let me get you ready for me.”
“Okay,” she whispers, her body already yielding to my touch.
I take my time, preparing her lovingly, patiently waiting for her muscles to relax. When her breath evens out I carefully wriggle one finger into her tight ass, then another, stretching her. Coaxing her open. Then I push two fingers inside her pussy, filling her entirely, hitting her G-spot with deliberate strokes.
