Rosie White, an Art History student working to achieve her life goal of becoming a sought-after local artist. She pours her heart and soul into her art and dreams of falling in love. After Rosie lost her grandma, and with no parents in sight, she se...
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Watching her completely come apart in my arms like that almost set me off. I couldn't wait any longer to get inside of her.
I flipped her around and dropped her down to the bed. I had never felt so hard, I could feel myself straining against the fabric of my trousers, ready to explode. Every movement I made felt like bliss against my shaft, how the fuck was I going to last once I had gotten inside her.
I sunk my hands below her waist and held onto her plump arse cheeks as I hoisted her into the centre of the bed.
The way her hair fanned around her, the make-up free skin of her face, I could see the blush tinting her cheeks and chest and I loved it. I loved her.
Her chest rose and fell quickly with silent anticipating breaths. I took a moment to calm myself, looking down at her I felt like a predator hunting down his prey.
I dropped my head into the crook of her neck and started placing gentle kisses along the bare skin. I loved the way she squirmed under me, like she wanted more, needed more.
I made my way down her body, ravishing and appreciating every bump, mark, swell, dip of her body before settling myself between her legs. My favourite place to be.
I lifted the light mesh fabric of the set she was wearing and took my time admiring the sight of her laid out for me.
When I felt her hands glide through my hair, I knew that was her way of telling me I was taking too long. I wanted to take my time, but I knew how Rosie felt. We needed each other, now more than ever.
I licked a line from her entrance to the tip over her knickers, leaving them drenched from both sides. I grabbed the fabric between my teeth and pulled, using my fingers to help. I dragged them down her legs and threw them to the floor.
Her pussy glistened in the dim lighting. She was drenched, but I wanted her even more so before I thought about taking her.
I ate her out until her thighs were shaking at the own accord around my head, holding me there. When she was seconds away from another orgasm, her arousal dripping down her inner thighs, I pulled back.
Her displeasing gasp made me chuckle as I moved back over her, keeping myself perched on my forearms.
I bought my face close to hers so I could look her in the eyes. "Are you on birth control?" I asked.
She shook her head before biting that god damn lip, "No, I didn't think."
I took that lip between my teeth and pulled, sucking it into my mouth before kissing her pouty lips. "Don't worry, we can get that sorted soon. For now, I have protection."
I leaned over her and bought out a condom from the bedside draw, I had bought the vibrator and condoms after our night at the hotel, even though Rosie was adamant we weren't going to happen, I was a persistent man and wanted to be ready. How glad I am now.
