She moans as my lips explore her body with leisure, unhurried and solely intent on her pleasure. My usual method is to tie a woman up and fuck her senseless. I’m brutal, rough and dominant, and yet with Rose I’m a better man. I savor every second of her pleasure as if it’s a personal gift to me, and coaxing a soft moan from deep inside her is the highlight of my day.
She is inexperienced, and I like it. No man has touched what’s mine, and if that makes me a hypocrite then I’ll not apologize for that.
As I reach her center, I lap the honey that drips from inside her, loving that she desires me so much.
“Julius.”
Her voice shakes, and I’m surprised when she shifts, pushing back my shoulders with a soft, “Lie on your back.”
I do as she says, and as she rolls on top of me, she stares into my eyes, hers heavy with desire.
“I want to taste you.”
“As in–” I arch my brow, and she blushes adorably.
“Forgive me, but I, well, want to know what it feels like.”
I say nothing as she kisses me softly before moving lower, her lips dragging over every inch of my skin like an angel’s wings.
It’s freaking blowing my mind as she trails light kisses over my body until she reaches my cock, which stands rigid with anticipation.
Her soft hand curls around it and I growl, “You don’t have to do this, baby.”
“I know.”
She strokes it with a light touch that is more erotic than any whore sucking it hard, and as her thumb rubs over the tip, she lowers her head.
As Rose takes my cock into her mouth, I focus hard, desperate not to ruin this moment for either of us. I’m not a virgin, not even close. I’m experienced in every aspect of sex, having learned my trade from the many whores who littered our lives since we were aware of the pleasures of the opposite sex.
But this–this is different, almost like my first time, and I grip the sheets, attempting to shift my focus from making this sweet visit a short one.
Then she slides it home, and her moan of contentment causes me to swell to uncomfortable levels as I attempt to stop myself from pushing in deeper.
My mind spins, and my heart beats fast, and as she plays with my cock, it’s the most excruciating experience. I have never been harder or more ready to blow, and I am so turned on I almost lose my mind.
Her fingers cup my balls and she deepens the experience, sucking on my cock, harder, and with purpose.
“Fuck, Rose.”
My tone is hoarse and my body on fire as she gently rolls my balls through her fingers, moving faster and deeper with her mouth.
“You should pull away before–”
She groans, leaving me in no doubt she is going all the way on this, and I attempt to pull away, but she merely sucks harder, and with one deep guttural roar, I explode like a firework down her throat.
My orgasm hits hard. I swear I black out for a second because my mind is somewhere else entirely right now. Myrelease is never ending, and yet I don’t register anything but the insane pleasure this woman has gifted me. It’s addictive, and I already mourn the fact it’s over, and as my fingers grip her hair, I ride her mouth without any realization of what I’m doing. Fucking Rose is a magical experience, but fucking her mouth for the first time is an out of body, once in a lifetime one, and it appears to go on forever.
My body shakes, and I have no control of that, and as the shock subsides, anxiety replaces the euphoria because what the fuck just happened? She must hate me now.
She moves up my body and lies on my chest, stroking my face and staring into my eyes with a loving smile.
“Thank you.”
She is seriously thanking me for blowing my mind, and I groan, fisting her hair as I say with desperation, “What are you doing to me, baby? You have taken over every part of me, and I’m in unfamiliar territory.”
“Then we will explore it together because I’m the same.”
There’s a hint of uncertainty in her smile that cuts me deep, and she hitches her breath and whispers, “Don’t hold this against me, baby, but I have fallen in love with you.”
