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Her hands find the edge of my shorts, pulling them down with a hurry that mirrors my own. My hands do the same with hers, feeling her soft skin under my fingers.

When we're finally free of our clothes, the feeling of her bare skin against mine is the most right and intoxicating sensation I've ever experienced.

Rosie arches her back, pressing her chest against mine, her legs slowly wrapping around my hips.

She moans again, and I join her.

My hands slip between her thighs, feeling the tense muscles, ready to give in under the weight of passion. The way she looks at me, eyes half-closed, breath ragged, drives me crazy.

“Is this okay?” I ask, starting to touch her. She nods, writhing and holding onto me even tighter. There's nothing more beautiful in the world than Rosie, naked and all mine.

“You're so beautiful”, I whisper against her neck, kissing along her jawline, biting her gently in a way I know will make her tremble.

“Don't stop…" she repeats, her voice almost a moan, suffocated by the desire consuming us. And I don't. I don't stop until I feel her come for the first time.

Chapter 31

Alex

Rosie looks at me, her dark eyes lit with a passion I’ve never seen before. Her breathing is quick, her cheeks flushed, and I’m completely lost in her gaze, unable to think of anything but how much I want her. How beautiful she is like this, how good it feels to make her feel good, how much I want to think of her as mine.

“Alex,” she whispers, her voice warm yet trembling with resolve. “I want you, now.”

My heart races as I reach out to touch her cheek, my thumb grazing her velvety skin. “I want you too, Rosie. More than you could ever imagine.” My voice comes out rough, loaded with an emotion that grows, strong and unstoppable.

Our lips meet again in a deep kiss, filled with an intensity that leaves no room for hesitation. My hands explore her body, tracing the soft, graceful lines I’ve come to adore. She answers my kiss with the same fervent passion, pressing her body against mine, seeking closeness, connection, the feeling of belonging we both crave.

My mind is racing, but in a rare moment of clarity, I stop. “Rosie, wait,” I murmur against her lips, my breath still ragged as I try to regain control. “I don’t have a condom with me.” I feel like a complete idiot. “I didn’t expect…” I try to explain as she watches me, her eyes intense yet gentle, filled with affectionate understanding. But she interrupts me.

“I’m on the pill,” she whispers, her lips brushing against mine as she speaks, her warm breath on my face. “If you trust me, I trust you.”

Her words resonate deeply, carrying an intimacy that takes my breath away. I look at her, feeling the meaning of that gesture, of that total trust. “I trust you,” I reply softly, my voice reflecting the truth of the words. She smiles, a shy smile that kindles a new warmth within me, a tenderness I feel only for her.

I lift her into my arms and carry her toward the riverbank, laying her gently on the soft grass. I brush her coppery hair away from her face, leaving her beautiful features fully revealed. Resting my forehead against hers, I hold her face in my hands.

“Are you sure?” I ask her once more. I want her more than anything, but I need to know that her decision isn’t clouded by the passion of the moment. I don’t want her to regret this later.

She gives me a teasing smile. “Hurry up, cowboy… or are you getting performance anxiety?”

I burst out laughing. I love my Rosie.

“Oh, I’m going to make you regret that, princess.”

Rosie

I can hardly believe what just happened. I kissed Alex—I made the first move. The thought alone makes my heart race, but I couldn’t hold back any longer. I’d reached my breaking point. For one agonizing moment, fear gripped me after my lips met his. What if I’d gone too far? But then, his lips moved against mine, and that fear melted away, replaced by a rush of pure, unrestrained relief and something far deeper. He kissed me back.

I’m not the type of person with much experience in these things… I guess my insecurities about relationships have kept me a little in the dark. But after that kiss... it was like that one kiss snuck through all our defenses and gradually dismantled them completely. Like the solution to an equation that suddenly becomes clear.

And that orgasm Alex gave me? The most intense of my life.

Sure… I’ve never had an orgasm against a rock at the hands of a cowboy before, so that probably played a part… but something tells me that’s far from the whole story. Alex has this mix of sweetness and passion that drives me crazy.

Just like the kiss before. It started as the softest, shyest thing in the world… and then he devoured me, burning me up.

He started out touching me so delicately, seeking my approval… and then he gave me the strongest orgasm of my life.

Now he’s laid me gently on the grass. He takes care of my whole body, still looking for my approval, checking in, waiting for my final “yes” before he enters me.

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