One deep breath and a
couple seconds of feeling sad was all she allowed herself, then the scent of
Nico, rich and all delicious male reached her nose. She slipped off her nightie
and crawled into bed with him, determined to wake him up in a way he’d never
forget.
Chapter Nine
Dreaming of her made his heart hurt but he didn’t want to
wake up to his empty bed so he squeezed his eyes shut, even in sleep, so he
didn’t lose her.
He dreamed of her often but this dream was just different.
It wasn’t through the laptop, he already knew he wasn’t in her room, she was in
his. In his bed.
He’d always wanted to fuck her in his bed, then make love to
her and seduce every inch of her again and again. Sleeping naked was something
he always did so he reached for her but she batted him away. Her giggle
lightened his heart but then it stuttered to a halt as she moved down his
chest, beneath the covers and her wet mouth slid over the head of his cock.
Her cool fingers clasped the shaft of his dick, squeezing
him just like he’d taught her.
He palmed the back of her head, trying hard to let her set
the pace, but in his dream he always took over. Partially because it was just
what he did and partly because he knew that’s what she needed to get off. His
control, his ownership. His love.
His hips moved on their own, fucking her pretty mouth as she
sucked on him. Nothing made him harder than feeling her throat working against
the head of his dick. She breathed around his cock when he pulled away, and
then he worked it in farther.
Each time giving her more, knowing she loved it, knowing she
loved him.
His balls sucked up tight to his body, signaling his need to
come but he wasn’t done with her yet—not ever.
He threw off the covers, dragging her up to him by the hair.
His cock popped out of her mouth with an audible pop and in the next instant he
had her body trapped beneath him, his hips spreading her thighs wide and he
worked himself inside the tight clasp of her body.
He clutched at one of her breasts, gliding over her smooth
skin, and he licked her nipple, sucking it into his mouth as he plumped it with
his hand. He kissed and nipped across her chest, over to her other nipple which
stood proud and hard, waiting for it. He loved it, suckling her flesh, leaving
scruff burns on her creamy skin, wanting them to stay forever. He breathed in
the scent of her, licking up her throat, working his shaft into her wet cunt.
No condom.
He’d never had sex without a condom, except in his dreams
but somehow it was different. The sensations floored him, sinking inside him,
pushing him toward an orgasm the likes he’d never had before.
She had to come with him. This time was just for them and it
had to be perfect.
He moved his hips in a rhythm she couldn’t ignore. Her
dream-like voice taunted him as she whispered next to his ear, telling him
things he’d never even wished for.
“You’re not alone.”
“I’m never leaving.”
“I love you.”
She clawed at his back, his ass, pulling him into her body
faster, harder.
Her need ramped his up even higher and the Dom inside him
roared to the forefront.
He grabbed her wrists, trapping them above her head, then
got up on his knees, using his free hand to yank her ass up onto his thighs.
She crossed her ankles behind him, squeezing him, and he
growled at her.
He opened his eyes and there she was. His Rose, beneath him,
taking him, loving him, the entire time she stared up at him with nothing but
acceptance in her gaze.
His orgasm shot out the tip of his cock before he could stop
it. He clenched his teeth, fucking her hard and fast, trapping her clit between
his fingers. “Come with me,” he ordered, rubbing her clit with the pad of his
thumb. “One last time, come with me.”
He buried his cock inside her as she started to come.
She shook beneath him, her pussy trapping his cock inside
her body as she yelled, “Don’t stop, Sir. I feel you coming inside me.
couple seconds of feeling sad was all she allowed herself, then the scent of
Nico, rich and all delicious male reached her nose. She slipped off her nightie
and crawled into bed with him, determined to wake him up in a way he’d never
forget.
Chapter Nine
Dreaming of her made his heart hurt but he didn’t want to
wake up to his empty bed so he squeezed his eyes shut, even in sleep, so he
didn’t lose her.
He dreamed of her often but this dream was just different.
It wasn’t through the laptop, he already knew he wasn’t in her room, she was in
his. In his bed.
He’d always wanted to fuck her in his bed, then make love to
her and seduce every inch of her again and again. Sleeping naked was something
he always did so he reached for her but she batted him away. Her giggle
lightened his heart but then it stuttered to a halt as she moved down his
chest, beneath the covers and her wet mouth slid over the head of his cock.
Her cool fingers clasped the shaft of his dick, squeezing
him just like he’d taught her.
He palmed the back of her head, trying hard to let her set
the pace, but in his dream he always took over. Partially because it was just
what he did and partly because he knew that’s what she needed to get off. His
control, his ownership. His love.
His hips moved on their own, fucking her pretty mouth as she
sucked on him. Nothing made him harder than feeling her throat working against
the head of his dick. She breathed around his cock when he pulled away, and
then he worked it in farther.
Each time giving her more, knowing she loved it, knowing she
loved him.
His balls sucked up tight to his body, signaling his need to
come but he wasn’t done with her yet—not ever.
He threw off the covers, dragging her up to him by the hair.
His cock popped out of her mouth with an audible pop and in the next instant he
had her body trapped beneath him, his hips spreading her thighs wide and he
worked himself inside the tight clasp of her body.
He clutched at one of her breasts, gliding over her smooth
skin, and he licked her nipple, sucking it into his mouth as he plumped it with
his hand. He kissed and nipped across her chest, over to her other nipple which
stood proud and hard, waiting for it. He loved it, suckling her flesh, leaving
scruff burns on her creamy skin, wanting them to stay forever. He breathed in
the scent of her, licking up her throat, working his shaft into her wet cunt.
No condom.
He’d never had sex without a condom, except in his dreams
but somehow it was different. The sensations floored him, sinking inside him,
pushing him toward an orgasm the likes he’d never had before.
She had to come with him. This time was just for them and it
had to be perfect.
He moved his hips in a rhythm she couldn’t ignore. Her
dream-like voice taunted him as she whispered next to his ear, telling him
things he’d never even wished for.
“You’re not alone.”
“I’m never leaving.”
“I love you.”
She clawed at his back, his ass, pulling him into her body
faster, harder.
Her need ramped his up even higher and the Dom inside him
roared to the forefront.
He grabbed her wrists, trapping them above her head, then
got up on his knees, using his free hand to yank her ass up onto his thighs.
She crossed her ankles behind him, squeezing him, and he
growled at her.
He opened his eyes and there she was. His Rose, beneath him,
taking him, loving him, the entire time she stared up at him with nothing but
acceptance in her gaze.
His orgasm shot out the tip of his cock before he could stop
it. He clenched his teeth, fucking her hard and fast, trapping her clit between
his fingers. “Come with me,” he ordered, rubbing her clit with the pad of his
thumb. “One last time, come with me.”
He buried his cock inside her as she started to come.
She shook beneath him, her pussy trapping his cock inside
her body as she yelled, “Don’t stop, Sir. I feel you coming inside me.
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