Chapter 22 #3
“Good girl,” I muttered, lowering my head to Rosie’s throbbing clit and sucking it deep into my mouth.
Her back arched off the bed, and she let out a loud mewl as I slid two fingers inside and curled them into a ‘come hither’ motion until her hips writhed.
She threw her head back and moaned at the ceiling.
Rosie’s clit pulsed, and I felt her pussy clench my fingers. “Don’t you come,” I ordered. “Wait.”
“Jesus, Donny,” she breathed. “I ache for you.”
My tongue lapped at her clit, and she moaned again while staring down at me, whispering, “That’s so fucking hot.”
My eyes lifted and locked with hers as I spread her pussy wide and lapped, sucked, and ate her like a man starved, all while staring up into her beautiful brown orbs.
Her lush body writhed, undulated, and clenched, and I loved watching her face twisting with the effort of stopping herself from coming.
“I want you in my mouth,” she murmured. “Please.”
The mental image made my cock burn.
I gave her pussy one last kiss before getting to my knees and unbuckling my belt. Popping my buttons open, I shoved my jeans down my thighs and kicked them the rest of the way off. Then, naked, I knee-walked up the bed until I was level with Rosie’s face.
She licked her lips, gazing up at me wickedly in a way where I knew that I was in for a treat.
Holding my cock, I waited for Rosie to scooch up the bed and rearrange the pillows until her face was elevated at just the right level, then she scraped her long nails gently down my length.
Shoving my hand away, she curled her fingers around the base as she guided me into her hot, wet, tight mouth, and sucked down the entirety of my throbbing dick.
“Jesus fucking Christ,” I shouted, my balls pulling up tight.
Rosie hummed with pleasure, the vibrations making me curse out loud.
Up and down she went, moaning and groaning as she sucked me into the back of her throat, before pulling back and licking around the head.
My eyes rolled in the back of my head, and I began babbling God knows what. I could’ve been talking in tongues. In fact, I probably was because getting my cock sucked wet and deep by Rosie Woods was comparable to a religious experience.
The tingle started in the base of my spine, and I knew I didn’t have long. I suspected Ro knew, too, because I looked down and watched her trail her tongue up and down the vein that ran from top to base a few times before sucking the head gently and releasing me with a wet pop.
My goddamned toes curled at the sensation, and I looked down at her, disbelief plastered across my face. “Where the fuck did you learn that?”
“Porn movies.” Her grin was cocky, and I knew she was lying, though that probably wasn’t a bad thing ‘cause going by the predatory way I felt about my woman in that moment, the last thing I needed to hear was how and where she learned to give the best head I’d ever had.
She squirmed all sex-kitten-like and beckoned me with her finger.
With a whoop, I dived for her, curled my hand under her knee, and lifted her leg while getting into position. “You’re gonna get a good fucking, Rosie Woods,” I growled.
“Threatening me with a good time again,” she breathed, her eyes warm as they locked on mine.
The head of my cock nudged her open, and she wrapped her leg around my bare ass, as I leaned down and kissed her.
“Fuck me, Donovan,” she whispered. “Fuck me so hard that I still feel you tomorrow.”
I didn’t need telling twice; I found the notch just inside her pussy and thrust hard until I was buried to the root.
Rosie’s back bowed off the bed, and she cried out.
Leaning down again, I covered her face in kisses and rolled my hips, making sure I caught her clit as I ground in deep.
Rosie’s cunt clenched around me, and I cursed under my breath.
I was holding on for dear life already, after getting the most phenomenal head of my life. The feel of her snug, slick cunt was my undoing, especially since I was so deeply rooted inside her.
It was a given that I was about to blow very soon, but first, I needed to take care of my woman.
My hand snaked between us, my fingers immediately hitting her sweet spot. Her clit felt hard as a pebble, indicating she was as close as I was. I circled it, gently at first, then slowly applied more pressure as I began to thrust hard inside her, filling her with every inch of me.
Her hands went to my ass, and she pulled me deep, meeting me thrust for thrust. I buried my face in her neck, sucking on the soft skin there, leaving more marks.
Rosie’s cunt contracted hard, and a keening cry rose through her throat. She suddenly clamped down on me and cried out as her cunt exploded around me.
Her vise-like grip set me off, and I bore down, pulled her ass up with both hands, and fucked into her like a man possessed until my cum filled her up.
We were both lost in each other. Rosie’s body twitched out of control underneath mine, while my hips jerked of their own accord.
My balls weren’t even empty when my arms gave out, and I collapsed, burying my face in Rosie’s neck and giving her all my weight.
She sighed contentedly, trailing her fingertips up and down my back, making me shiver.
We lay there, our bodies glistening with sweat and the air full of our heavy breaths.
For a moment, I allowed my mind to clear until there was nothing but the feel of her warm, soft body beneath mine.
I was undone, and I fucking loved it.
Pulling my head back, I kissed Rosie’s damp forehead, rolling and taking her with me.
My heart pounded, and I felt euphoric, but then she always made me feel that way. My hand went to her breast, and I pressed gently, feeling the thud of her heart and kissing the top of her head again.
“You okay, baby?” I rasped against her hair.
She got up on one elbow and touched my face with her fingers, looking deep into my eyes. “I love you,” she breathed. “And I love your cock. I’m dick dazzled, and I don’t even care.”
I chuckled so hard that my shoulders started shaking, and I pulled her back down, sliding my arm around her waist. “Love you, too,” I said, still laughing gently. “Or in Callum’s words, I’m cunt struck.”
Rosie groaned at my attempt to be funny, and I laughed again.
Her fingers entwined with mine, and something passed between us that made my belly warm from the inside, and I knew I’d done the right thing by locking down Rosie Woods.
Things were gonna work out because despite fuckboy reputations, long-lost daughters, and vengeful ex-husbands, we were stronger than ever.
And it proved that Rosie Woods had been meant for me all along.