Rose goes through the latest releases trying to find something that interests her. Lost in my thoughts, I don’t notice that she stops scrolling the selection of films. She looks at me with that signature shy smile of hers. The one that means various things depending on the situation.
She stands up and straddles my lap, and my body reacts instantly. I know Rose can feel it too. My dick just can’t relax when she grinds against it like that. She brings her lips down on mine in a searing kiss. The kiss we share is different from the others. It holds a promise. And something more.
She slides her left hand between us and starts moving it over my pant-covered dick while I move my lips down her throat. Her touch feels too damn good. I can’t do anything else than groan and kiss her skin while my hand moves over her back.
“Gorgeous, if you keep doing that, I’m not sure I can wait any longer. You’re killing me here.” I pant between our kisses.
Sliding my hand lower, I take in all her curves as she shivers in my arms. She still hasn’t responded to me. I repeat what I said earlier. I hardly get out my words before another groan leaves my lips. Rose feels too fucking phenomenal against me. My dick is havinga hard timestraining against my zipper.
“What if I don’t want to wait any longer after all?” she mumbles breathlessly while starting to take off her shirt.
“Are you sure, gorgeous?”
“More than sure,” she says and tosses her shirt on my floor.I stop for a moment to admire the view in front of me. Lace, in a light blue color that reminds me of morning skies, covers those beautiful handfuls that star in many of my fantasies. I hope she has a matching set.
I ask the most crucial question of the night. “Rose, I need to have you right now. Would you rather do it here on this couch or upstairs in bed?”
She laughs at my blunt question, “The bed would be—”
I cut her off with a feverish kiss and stand up with her in my arms. She tries to get down, shrieking that she is too heavy for me to carry. But she doesn’t know that I lift more than her weight at the gym weekly. Having her in my arms isn’t a big deal.
I move across the room and press her against the wall. Her legs wrap around me tighter. Kissing the freckled skin that was tempting me earlier, I murmur my appreciation before I take her lower lip between my teeth. It starts another intense kiss. I finally let her down, and all I can think of is having my way with her right here, right now.
Taking her hand, I turn us around and get to one of the steps with her. I kiss her neck and whisper that we shouldn’t wait until we reach the bed. She catches on quickly and starts unbuttoning my shirt. I wonder if I should take her skirt off or just leave it on for this. It would be hot to have her wear the outfit that drove me mad all day long.
I step to the lower step and tell her to sit down. She does as I say. Slowly, I spread her legs apart and see her underwear.
Fuck me. Sheiswearing matching lacy panties, just like I hoped. I run my nose along the fabric that separates me from what I want the most at this moment. I can smell her arousal, and it makes me feel like a damn caveman again.
I have never felt this intense hunger before. I could keep eating her pussy all night long.
Once I move her panties aside, I see how pretty and pink she is. And I can’t wait to have my tongue against her. I lap at her pussy with torturous but gentle strokes. She begs for more between her pants. And I give her exactly what she wants and needs. I insert two fingers inside her as I watch her face for a reaction.
Curling my fingers, I repeatedly hit the spot that makes her moans louder. “Just like that, Eli, don’t stop,” she whimpers when I rub her clit next before continuing licking her.
I know she is almost there when she starts tensing around my fingers. “Gorgeous, it’s time for you to come on my face. I need to feel your aftershocks on my tongue and lips. Come for me, Rose,” I hum against her.
It’s like my words make her lose all control. Her muscles tighten before her back arches, and she comes with the power that I wasn’t expecting. She screams my name as her entire body shakes with her release.
I slide my fingers out of her and suck on them as she watches me with hooded eyes and a satisfied smile. Her taste on my lips and tongue is something unique and sweet like she is. But at the same time, it’s addicting and something I don’t want to stop tasting.
After we both have caught our breath, we walk upstairs to my bedroom without hurrying. I don’t want to push her to do anything she doesn’t want. I want to make sure she is the one who gets the most out of this. And that she remembers who made her feel like this.
The same lost kid who had no idea what to do with a girl like her back in high school. Honestly, I feel like I still don’t. But I am surely going to try my best. Because once you have another opportunity to be with someone like Rose Summers, you don’t let it slip away like the first time. You give everything you have and enjoy every single fucking second.
Taking off my pants and boxers, I try to keep my eyes locked on hers. What I see is pure lust. Thank fuck.
I move to pick up the unopened condom box on my nightstand and open it hastily. Rose laughs as I can’t figure out how to get it to open all the way. Looking at her in the light that the city around us provides, I take all of her in—her swollen lips from all the kissing, beard burns from my stubble across her pale, freckled skin. Her wild curly hair looks like I have imagined in my dreams too many times and those long, shapely legs that feel beyond amazing wrapped around me. Everything about her makes me feel like the luckiest man on Earth.
She sits down on the edge of the mattress, still wearing that damn skirt. She only pulls it up to show me what’s waiting for me, and I watch her as she takes off her panties. I could have done that, but it’s beyond sexy to follow her, taking her clothes off in one swift movement. Ripping the foil carefully, I cover myself next as she watches with blazing eyes.
As I place my palm on her chest and push her back against the bed, my entire body shakes in anticipation. I push her skirt up more and spread her legs before settling between them. Her breathing picks up after she feels my erection poking against her.
It would be too damn easy to just push inside her. But I don’t want to ruin the moment for her. As I grab the lube, she visibly relaxes. If I weren’t seconds away from entering her, I would get mad right now.Who the fuck made my gorgeous Rose think sex hurts every time?
Once I have spread lube over myself and her opening, I move closer and look at her face again. Her eyes are closed. “Look at me as I enter you. I need to see your eyes, gorgeous.” I whisper. Rose opens her eyes and blinks twice against the light that comes to the room through the windows.
She breathes in and out while lifting her eyes to meet mine. “Eli, take me now. I need to have you inside me. Feel you filling me.”
