She picks up her head to glare at me before she grinds down on my cocks. It seems impossible that after nearly a year my hunger for this woman has not waned in the least. Every time I'm near her, I have to be touching her.
"Next transport comes up soon. It's not too late to change your mind." I lick the top curve of her ear before biting down. "If I'm such a bother."
"You're the worst kind of bother," Rosie says, pushing up until she can haul her shirt over her head and drop it on the floor beside the bed. "And I'm not going anywhere. You're stuck with me."
I flip us until Rosie is lying on her back and I'm kneeling between her knees. "Damn right you're not. Sorry, little one, you're stuck with me."
"Oh, no. How horrible." Rosie's eyes sparkle up at me as she helps me work her pants off. "You poor male."
"Poor little human." I kick off my pants before spreading out over her body to rest my hardness against all of her soft curves. I nuzzle into her neck and take in her sweet scent that hasn't gotten less delicious over time. I still want to wallow in her.
"Oh, my god. Will you just fuck me already?" She wraps her legs around my waist and pulls me closer.
"Anything for you, mate." And, as I slide into her, it feels like coming home.
