Rosalina sways against my hand, riding my fingers as soft mewls spill from her lips. Her body goes rigid, and then she’scoming undone, crying out my name as the pleasure crashes over her. I hold her through it.
“You’re so good. So good for me. Use my hand, baby.”
She becomes limp in my arms, chest heaving. I press kisses to her cheek as she comes down, my fingers still stroking her through the aftershocks. Her skin is a flushed bright pink.
After a long moment, she turns, looping her arms around my neck. Her eyes are hazy with satisfaction, but there’s a deeper feeling there too—something raw that makes my heart clench.
“I love you,” she whispers, the words ghosting across my lips. “So much, Dayton.”
I tighten my hold on her, emotion swelling in my chest until I feel like I might burst with it. “I love you too, Rosie.”
She smiles, radiant as the sun, and then she’s kissing me. Her tongue traces the seam of my mouth, coaxing me to open for her. I yield willingly, losing myself in her taste, the soft press of her body. The kiss deepens, growing heated and urgent. Her fingers tangle in my hair, tugging as she shifts to straddle my lap.
When we part, both breathless, she rests her forehead against mine. Her eyes are dark and heavy-lidded. “Do you want me, Day?”
“Always,” I breathe, my hands settling on her hips. “Every moment of every day.”
“Show me.”
A low growl rumbles in my chest as Rosalina grinds against me, her slick heat brushing my aching length.
I wanted to show Rosie that she was cared for, but something else is happening now. I need her too. It’s like since I woke up on that flying ship, my mind has been lost in a haze.
No, don’t think about that now. Rosie’s here. Concentrate on her.
Rosalina makes me feel alive.
Not that I’ve ever been anything but alive. But this is different.
For a moment, the stars outside flash green. I inhale a sharp gasp.
“Day?” Rosie says.
No, don’t think about that.I seize her mouth in a fierce kiss, my teeth nipping at her bottom lip.
When she pulls back, her eyes are dark with desire. “I need you inside me, Dayton.”
Something primal awakens at her words. With a mischievous smirk, she grips each side of the smooth wooden tub.
“Is this your way of telling me you want it rough, Blossom?”
“As intimidated as I get every time I see your cock, I know I can take it.”
“That you can,” I say, but my words become a groan as her fingers wrap around my length, stroking. She stills at the top, her thumb gently caressing the tip.
“Alright, baby, hold on,” I say.
She returns her hand to the edge of the tub, and I push inside her, moaning at the exquisite sensation of her heat enveloping me. Rosalina’s head falls back, a breathy gasp escaping her lips as I fill her completely.
We take a moment to adjust. Rosalina rolls her hips, urging me to move. I oblige, setting a steady rhythm as I thrust into her.
“Day, yes, just like that.”
The sound of our heavy breathing mingles with the splash of water. Rosalina meets me thrust for thrust, her body arching into mine.
“Stars, I could live inside you,” I groan.
My pace grows more powerful, and her knuckles are tight on the bath’s edge, her breasts bouncing widely. Gods, she’s a wonder.
