If this is what I’d been missing all those years… that was my last thought as I drifted off to sleep.
31
She hada light dusting of freckles on the tip of her nose. So light they’d get wiped away with any amount of makeup. I’d never noticed them before and that felt like a crime. However, I rarely got the luxury of being this close to her.
Her eyes were shut, lips parted as her chest rose and fell in a steady rhythm. Blonde hair splayed all around the pillow, but the best part, the part that meant I hadn’t moved in over an hour in fear I’d wake her up—her head was resting on my chest. One long arm draped over my stomach. She’d snuggled so close to me during the night that her entire body was plastered to my side. Her soft tits pressed against my skin, thigh touching thigh. Fucking hell, it was heaven.
Sunlight pierced through the curtains. Downstairs I heard the faint noises of someone making coffee—probably Oliver, given he was an early riser like me.
I placed a soft kiss on the top of her head. Her eyelids fluttered, but she didn’t stir. My dick immediately sprang to life when a soft moan sounded. Whatever she was dreaming about, selfishly, I hoped I was the star.
Sex with Rosie was on another level. I knew it would be. What I hadn’t expected was for it to blow my other experiences completely out of the water. The way she responded to my touch. Her taste, her body. But ultimately the connection became even more undeniable the second my cock slid home inside her. It all blended together in a concoction of utter heaven.
It felt right.Wefelt right.
Needing to feel her again, I let my fingers drift down the soft contour of her body until they slipped through her folds. She’d cleaned up from last night, informing me that unlike rom-coms, a girl actually needs to pee after sex, otherwise she gets infections. It wasn’t the sexiest conversation we’d ever had, but the smile on her face as she pressed a soft kiss to my lips before slinking into the bathroom, and watching her butt sway as she walked away, made up for it.
Another moan spilled free as I idly played with her wetness. Whatever she had been dreaming about was sexy enough to have her body reacting to it.
I let my finger swirl in the growing slickness, taking lazy strokes over her labia and clit. Her back arched into my touch, eyes still shut. Another sexy moan falling past her lips.
My dick was as hard as granite now. I pressed a lingering kiss to her forehead at the same time I slid two fingers gently into her pussy.
I could guess which action had her eyes flying open and her chest rising and falling with laboured breaths.
‘What the—?’ she croaked, voice thick with sleep.
I snatched her parted lips in mine, thrusting my fingers in a steady rhythm.
‘Morning, sweetheart,’ I mumbled against her soft mouth.
The arm draped over my stomach reached up and cupped my neck. Her teeth sank into her bottom lip as her hips ground against my fingers.
‘This is certainly a good wake-up call,’ she moaned loudly as I pressed my thumb to her clit.
My lips brushed against her forehead, enjoying the feel of her writhing against me.
‘Fuck, you’re beautiful in the morning.’
A surprised laugh sounded right before her grip on my neck tightened. Based on how her pussy was cinching tightly around my fingers, I knew she was close.
‘Inside me,’ she pleaded, shoving my hand away before I could make her come.
‘This was just for you,' I said, even though my cock was screaming at me for that moment of chivalry.
Rosie grinned. ‘AndIwant your dick.’ To prove her point, she threw the blankets off our bodies, and reached over me to the nightstand to grab a condom. I grunted in desperation at the feel of her tits brushing my pecs.
Quicker than I’d have managed being that turned on, she slid the latex down my length and straddled me. My hands darted to her hips and we let out simultaneous moans of pleasure as she sank down onto my cock.
‘How the hell did I get so lucky to see you like this?’ I breathed as she started to grind, hips moving in a rhythm that had my eyes rolling back in my head.
‘I’m gonna let your tongue take all the credit. It did some serious work last night,’ she said a little breathlessly, and reached up to pinch her nipples, head thrown back. I pushed her hands out of the way, taking over the ministrations. Pumping and plucking those cherry tips until that same sweet groan of pleasure was rumbling out her throat.
It didn’t take long for us both to hurtle towards the finish line. After we’d both come down from the high of our climax, I rolled her onto her back and spent a good hour buried between her thighs, seeing how many orgasms I could pull from her. Turns out, I’d hit a personal best when herfifth climax of the morning locked up her body and I was nearly drowning in her cum.
What a fucking way to go.
We showered togetherand Rosie was halfway through getting changed when she’d demanded coffee. Batting her eyelashes, lips falling to a pout that prompted me to haul her in for a kiss that had us both groaning and panting by the end. She could lay out all the demands she wanted; I’d happily oblige every damn one. Since I’d slept in her room, all my clothes were still in my overnight bag a few doors down. Placing one last kiss on her swollen lips, earning me the sweetest smile, I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around my waist, heading out the room.
