The Randy Romance Novelist(38)
Once she was completely naked, I said, “Undo my pants for me, love.”
She did as she was told, her hair still crazy, but a lightness in her touch. I didn’t like that we didn’t finish our conversation, but if this was what it took to calm her down, then I would do just about anything.
My pants were pushed down and my cock sprung. Her small hand wrapped around it and started to stroke, which I allowed, because f*ck, I was a man and it felt good, plus, she actually seemed happy.
“How does that feel?” she asked, a thread of insecurity in her voice.
I lifted her chin so she was forced to look up at me and read the pleasure that was coursing through me. “It feels f*cking amazing, Rosie.”
Pride swelled inside of her. Before she could take my cock in her mouth, I pulled her away and turned her around, her back pressed up against my chest, her ass cradling my cock. Her breathing became erratic as my hands found her breasts. I kissed her neck lightly, barely grazing my lips across her skin, just a whisper of a touch. Goosebumps spread across her skin and her hand found its way to the back of my neck, where she held on.
I looked over her shoulder and marveled at the size of her breasts; I needed to touch them, to make her shake under my simple touch. Moving from her stomach up to her breasts, I played with the underside of them, gently rubbing my thumbs under them until she pulled on the hairs on the back of my neck, indicating her need for me to move my hands up farther. I listened to her commands, and at the same time, squeezed both of her nipples.
Her moan rang loudly through the room, startling Sir Licks-a-Lot, because in the background, I could hear him scattering across the hardwood floor, trying to gain traction to find cover from the “monstrous voice” in the bedroom.
“Oh, God,” Rosie continued to moan from the work I was performing on her nipples. She was extra vocal right now, and all it did was turn me on even more.
I kept one hand on her breasts, moving between them, granting equal nipple time, while my other hand found its way down to her *. Continuing to grip her from behind and letting her body weight fall against me, I found her slit and pressed my fingers inside. She was so f*cking wet for me.
“Christ, love,” I mumbled into her ear, continuing to work my fingers until I was fully inside of her.
“More, I want more, Henry.”
Always wanting to give my girl what she needed, I gently guided her to the bed until her ass was sticking straight up in the air. Quickly, I grabbed a condom, sheathed myself, and then pressed the head of my cock against her entrance. She had no shame in taking what she wanted because before I could move myself, she pushed her back end against me and inserted my length. I was only partially inside, but I couldn’t hold up, and with one thrust, I was in.
We both moaned from the tilt of her pelvis and the intimate connection we were able to create. In tandem, we worked together to reach our climaxes. The thrust of my hips matched the clench of her *. With every movement, we tried to give each other pleasure.
I laid my chest against her back and wrapped my hand under the arch of her body, so I was able to pinch her nipples once again; lately, they have been highly sensitive. The minute I squeezed, she clenched around me and called out my name in heavenly bliss.
Within seconds, my balls tightened and a euphoric burst of pleasure shot out of me as I ground my dick into Rosie, bringing us both to a much-needed climax. White bursts of pleasure clouded my vision, my body shook with Rosie’s, and together we sighed with satisfaction.
After our orgasms were carried out to their fullest, I rolled us both over on the bed so we were side by side, looking up at the ceiling. Rosie’s breathing was heavy, matching mine. From the side, I grabbed her hand and linked our fingers together, squeezing hers tight.
“I love you, Rosie.” I lifted up on my side, keeping our hands connected and brought them to my lips. “This right here, what’s between us, is forever. Tasha means nothing to me. I’m irritated that she is even working at the firm. She was warned not to approach me; if she does again, you have the right to pop a cork up her ass.”
Rosie laughed an adorable little sound and smiled. “Promise?”
“I promise, Rosie.”
She bit her lip for a second, while she looked up at the ceiling in thought. When her eyes returned to mine, she asked, “Won’t you get tired of my vagina? Same old deli meat every night?”
“What?” I laughed out loud. “No! I could never get tired of you. Your meat is the kind of meat I crave.” I pondered my statement for a second, and then shuddered. “I don’t want to compare your vagina to meat anymore, seriously disgusting.”
“Fair enough, but if you get tired of my vagina, don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
Chapter Nine
Dick Dazzle Dance
ROSIE
His hand reached up and cupped my cheek, making me sweat even more. I was a hot mess. “God, Meghan, I’m so far in love with you, it’s ridiculous. I don’t just love you, I’m in love with you, like desperately, hopelessly, can’t be without you, in love with you.”
Chills flew over my body as my stomach flipped upside down and Virginia started flapping in excitement.
“I know I was an ass, and I know I haven’t been the easiest person to be around lately, but I blame you.” He smiled. “You turned my life upside down the minute you decided you wanted to date. I couldn’t stand the thought of you with anyone else because I knew deep down in my soul you belonged with me. Meghan, I’m sorry for everything, the way I treated you, for bringing Tasha into this, I was just . . . lost. I thought you wanted to go out with that Atticus guy, right after we shared one of the most amazing moments of my life.”