Chapter 21 Rosco #2
The bathroom door opens. My head jerks to see Rachel emerging with a plume of steam following her out the door.
I take her in from head to toes and back again.
Her hair is still damp, hanging loosely around her shoulders.
She’s wearing a tank top and shorts and nothing else.
Her full tits are hanging free and her nipples are hard, pressing against the thin fabric.
Fuck, she’s beautiful. My dick seems to agree as he is straining, painfully against my pants, begging to be set free.
I adjust my crotch in an attempt to calm my dick down, but it’s useless.
He is all in. My dick isn’t worried about feelings or doing the ‘right’ thing.
He just wants to be buried in her sweet heat.
I want that, too, but I do care about her feelings.
She’s already been hurt by her bastard of a stepfather.
I won’t be the cause of more pain for her.
Meeting her halfway across the room. I take her in my arms, and she willingly falls into them, resting her head on my shoulder. I’m not sure how long we stand there holding on to one another.
Tonight is going to change everything. I’ll never be the same. There will never be another woman who makes me feel like she does. I know this down to the marrow of my bones. Yet I’m willing to accept the consequences if she is.
I don’t want to mess this up, but I can’t in good conscious take her to my bed, fuck her, and let her believe in a happily ever after. There isn’t one in my future.
Pulling back to look down at her, there is desire in her eyes and determination. She wants this as much as I do. I lower my head slowly, giving her time to think about it, letting her decide if she wants this or not. Her chin lifts meeting me halfway.
We kiss like there is no tomorrow, like this is all we’ll ever have, because it is. I may only have this moment with her, so, I’m going to savor it and commit it to memory for the lonely years of ahead of me when she’s no longer a part of my life.
My hands begin to wander over her backside.
She lets out a deep throated moan when I squeeze her ass.
I know she can feel my erection pressing into her.
She pushes me toward the bed, eager to get this party started, but once we reach the bed, I grip her shoulders setting her away from me.
I need my head clear for what I need to say.
“Fuck, angel!” My breathing is ragged. “We need to talk, and I can’t think straight with your tongue in my mouth.” She grunts unhappily giving me a shove. I fall back onto the bed. Rachel quickly climbs on to straddle me. “Please, baby—”
“Shhh,” she demands. “I know what this is, you don’t have to explain it to me or lecture me to not get attached. You won’t give me forever. I get that. Don’t ruin what you are willing to give me with explanations.
“I just need you to fuck me. Take my mind off my stepfather trying to sell me off like a cow and forcing my brothers into a life of crime. Just for tonight, pretend like nothing else in the world matters but you and me here in your bed.”
With those words, I’m gone. She isn’t expecting anything from me more than tonight. I can give her that. My abdomen flexes, and I spike up to roll her over, pinning her under me.
“You’re sure about this? There’s no happy ending for us, angel, only tonight, maybe a little longer if we’re lucky.” Her index finger comes up to cover my lips.
“I want you. I want this, just for tonight,” she whispers, raising up to kiss me. I return her kiss, loving how good she tastes on my tongue. I fight her for dominance, but she’s a force to be reckoned with.
After tearing my lips away, I trail them along her jaw to her ear. I nip her lobe, dropping open mouth kisses on my way down her neck. Her head falls to the side exposing her to me. I lick along her collar bone, down to the neck of her tank.
“Off, angel.” I rasp, raising up enough that she can grab the hem of her top and pull it up over her head, exposing her gorgeous tits to me. My eyes feast on them before I allow my mouth to have a turn. Her nipples are hard, protruding up from the dark pink areolas.
The first taste of her breast is too much but not enough. I suck her left nipple into my mouth, tonguing the peaked bud. A gasp escapes her, followed by a deep, throaty moan. Damn! I love the sounds she makes.
Another moan leaks from her as I suck harder before releasing her breast with a pop. It isn’t fair to neglect the other one, so I eagerly move to the right, giving it the same attention.
My left hand has drifted lower, slipping under the waistband of her shorts.
Her hips lift to meet my touch. Course hair tickles my fingers as I search for her little bundle of nerves resting beneath its hood.
She’s already wet and ready for me. I run my fingers through her slick folds, tracing her opening.
Her hips buck up trying to force my fingers inside, but I pull back.
I’m not ready to get her there just yet, but that doesn’t mean I’m not going to tease her.
I graze her clit, causing a full body shiver.
“Ohhh, God!” she cries, so I brush it again, same reaction.
I stroke her clit, increasing the speed and pressure while my mouth devours her luscious tits.
She begins a steady chant of ‘oh God!’ and ‘yes, yes, yes!’ I can’t get enough of her.
As her voice nears a fevered pitch, I withdraw my hand from her shorts.
“No! What? Why?” I chuckle at her protests. It isn’t nice to torment her, but I want her to come on my tongue not just my fingers. “That’s just wrong, you brute.” Rachel grabs my hand to force it back where she wants it, but I resist, raising up to smirking down at her.
“You’ll come when I say you come, angel,” I warn her. “You’re fucking the devil tonight, don’t forget that.” She narrows her eyes at me, completely unafraid. I’m in deep, deep trouble. This woman is going to break me, but hell if it won’t be sweet torture.
“Get those shorts off, angel. I need to taste you.” Her anger is gone in a flash as she hurries to do my bidding.
It isn’t easy. I don’t give her much room to maneuver, but she manages to lift her hips enough to get them off.
She’s now completely bare under me. I lean back a little more so I can fully appreciate the view.
She’s absolutely stunning, and she’s all mine…
at least for the night. Full breasts hang heavily to each side from their weight.
They’re much more than a handful. Her abdomen is soft and a little raised with hips that flare out to rest over thick thighs.
I can’t wait to have them wrapped around my head while I dine on her.
The scent of her arousal perfumes the air, permeating the room.
“Fucking gorgeous, angel.” She grins. Her hands come up to slide up my arms. She tugs at my clothes, encouraging me to stop looking and get busy. I have to agree. While I’m enjoying the view, I know tasting her will be a thousand times better.
Without another moment’s hesitation, I slide off the bed to stand. I quickly lose my clothes while Rachel watches in appreciation. My dick juts up to smack my abdomen when it springs free from my pants. Precum is leaking from the head. Damn! I’m so hard it hurts but in a good way.
Rachel licks her lips while staring at it. More fluid drips from the tip. Fast as lightening, she sits up and licks the tip of my dick, catching a drop before it falls.
“Fuck Angel! A little warning next time. You almost made my shoot my load like a virgin teenager.” She hums a laugh around the head.
She seems to be enjoying herself, licking and sucking my dick.
“You got to stop baby. It’s been a fucking long time for me.
I ain’t gonna last long with you doing that. ”
She doesn’t stop but sucks me deep taking me down to the back of her throat.
She gags but keeps going. I gather the strands of her hair in my hands so I can watch her take me.
She moves faster causing my hips to move.
I fuck her mouth, taking care not to choke her.
I can feel my release coming like a freight train.
“I gonna come, angel, pull off.” She sucks me down as I explode.
I pump my hips as rope after rope of cum shoots into her mouth.
She swallows over and over around my cock, drool and cum drip out the sides of her mouth.
Sexist fucking thing I’ve ever seen. I pull my dick free, pushing her back onto the bed and kiss her, tasting myself.
After a long deep kiss, letting her know just how much I enjoyed her blow job, I pull away to stand once more.
My dick is still hard, despite having come so forcefully just moments ago.
I grab her ankles, jerking her to the edge of the bed until her hips are about to slide off. She squeals in shock.
I kneel at the feet of my queen, my angel.
Pressing her knees apart, I kiss the inside of each knee, then her thighs, taking my time moving toward my goal: her hot center.
Her eyes are on me, watching my every move.
Just as I reach the juncture of her thighs to her body, I lift my gaze to lock onto hers.
I kiss her mound each of her lower lips before parting them to give her a long, slow lick up the center. Flavor explodes on my tongue, so much better than I’d imagined. I swirl my tongue around her clit, then flick it with the tip of my tongue, never breaking eye contact.
“Rosco!” she groans. I lose her eyes when they roll back, and she collapses onto the mattress. Her hands find my head, holding it between her thighs, but she doesn’t have to worry. I’m not going anywhere anytime soon.
She tastes fucking spectacular. I knew she would. I’ve had my first taste, and it’s never going to be enough. I spear my tongue into her dripping wet entrance, lapping up her cream before returning my attention to her clit.
When I suck it into my mouth, she goes wild, fucking my face with abandon, her cries becoming frantic the more I devour her.
She’s so damn close, but I can tell she needs more to push her over the edge.
Moving my right hand up her thigh, I slip two fingers into her, not even bothering to ease her into it with one.
“Yes! Fuck, yes!” she screams, her hips rising and falling rapidly and nearly tearing her clit from my lips. I pump my fingers roughly into her over and over. Her legs tremble, and she explodes, screaming my name.
It’s a good thing Jason took the boys home with him. There’s no way they wouldn’t have heard us. I keep fingering and sucking on her, drawing out her release. She shudders repeatedly, her thighs quaking violently on either side of my head.
When she seems to be settling, I release her, pressing soft kisses to her soaking wet mound. I stand then and reach for the drawer on my night stand. I pull out a roll of condoms, ripping them free from the box. I quickly don one before turning back to her.
“You ready, angel?” She nods scrambling back up into the center of the bed. I love seeing her flushed, naked, and panting in my bed. This is where she belongs. It hits me hard, but I refuse to dwell on it, to let it ruin this moment.
I climb on to the bed to kneel between her open thighs. She spreads them to make room for me, absolutely no hesitation or embarrassment to be seen. I loom over her, bracing one hand on either side of her head.
“I’m going to fuck you now,” I warn her, giving her ample opportunity to change her mind, but she isn’t afraid. She brings her legs up to wrap around my waist, urging me to get started. Fuck this is going to be my damnation.