Page 84 of Stuck with Me

“You’ve still got too many clothes on. I want to see all of you.”

She rolls her eyes but appeases me when she moves one leg and shifts to the side so she can shimmy her panties over her hips and down her legs. She gives a little kick, and they fling off her foot, landing somewhere in the room. Before I can say another word, she’s back to straddling me. Her gorgeous cunt is only centimeters from the already stiff bulge in the front of my briefs.

“Still, too much,” I say.

Slowly, she slips one bra strap down her shoulder, not taking her eyes off me. But it’s too intense and she’s taking her fucking time.

I sit up and this aligns her front to my hard cock, and she moans.

“Not yet, Kit-Kat. You’re just taking too damn long. I need to see you. Now.” Reaching around her back, I flick open the clasp and she slips it off her arms and drops it off the side of the bed.

“Better?” she asks, her lips twisted up in mischief.

“Perfect,” I answer, as I lower myself back onto the mattress so I can gaze at her.

She’s breathtaking as she straddles me, naked and shameless. I run my hands up her thighs and she moans and lowers her hips until her center reaches my stiff bulge.

“Such a needy woman,” I tease, squeezing her hips and raising her back up again.

A strangled whine expels from her. The sound is exhilarating.

“Hell, yes, I am. Please, Nico,” she pleads, her hands running over her breasts as she thrusts the air.

As tempted as I am to tear off my briefs and slip my cock inside of her, I want to take my time. This might be the only night she comes knocking on my door. And I plan to take advantage of the opportunity while I can.

“Show me how bad you want my cock.”

She huffs a laugh. “I think I already am. I mean, can’t you tell?”

“Show me,” I urge, gesturing with my eyes to her soaked cunt.

She rolls her neck, her head falling backward as she glides a hand down her breast, running over her smooth stomach, and then rubbing it over her center.

“Look at me, Kit-Kat. I want you to look at me while you sink your finger inside that wet pussy.”

Her head swivels until her eyes lock on mine and sparks ignite between us. I break contact to watch as her finger disappears into her heat. My dick pulses and I set my palms to Rosie’s thighs, caressing her while she dips in and out of her cunt.

“You’re perfect,” I grumble into the dim room.

“Stop saying that. No one is perfect,” she whispers.

“Hey,” I say, snatching her hand. “You’re perfect for me.”

I tug her on top of me, her bare breasts squish against my chest and I grasp her drenched finger in my grip. Slowly, I draw it into my mouth and suck, the taste ofmysoaked Rosie filling my mouth and arousing me to the point of coming undone. She watches me, her eyes wide with exhilaration. Languidly I withdraw her finger, pulling it out with apop. I lick my lips in delight.

“That…was…hot,” she blurts.

Her smile is wild, and it makes me feral. I loop an arm around her and flip her onto her back. She chokes on a quiet laugh, and I wrestle to get my briefs off in a hurry.

I climb on top of her, hovering above her for only a moment before I grip my cock and plunge inside of her, filling her up. She exhales a throaty moan when I pull back and readjust. I release a grunt as I drive into her again.

Rosie takes each thrust I give her with a greedy need. She wriggles and writhes beneath me. Our bodies mingle and sweat. We meet one another with an alliance, a desire to satisfy each other at the same time.

I try not to overthink how well we complement one another. And how, for me, this thing between us is more than physical.

CHAPTER24

Rosie

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