Page 118 of The House Guest
When we arrived, she stood across from me in the foyer. At least for now, I had her all to myself. I’d dreamed of Primrose returning to this house so many times, and now here she was. I needed to get out of my own way long enough to enjoy it before her time here was up.
I had no idea how we were supposed to spend the rest of this night without crossing a line I’d promised myself I wouldn’t cross. Despite the complexities of this situation, suddenly all I could think about was sex. I wanted her, yet I’d stopped myself from even touching her.
“There’s no place I’d rather be today than here with you, Dorian,” she said. “I’ve been dead inside without you. And as complicated as it is, I wouldn’t change a thing right now.”
With that, I finally felt myself exhale. In this moment, it was just me and my beautiful Rosebud. No years between us. Nothing standing in our way. We still had lots to work out, but the entire freaking world could change tomorrow. We were only ever guaranteed today.
All we had was this moment. And I had no fucks left to give. I needed this woman more than my next breath.
I reached over, took her face in my hands, and practically swallowed her whole as I began devouring her mouth. Primrose moaned. She tasted just as sweet as I’dalways remembered, but even sweeter given how many years I’d longed for this.
She sighed into my mouth, as if she’d been starving for it. I wasn’t going to stop unless she told me to. She walked backward as I led her toward the couch. I didn’t even have the patience to take her upstairs. I needed her right here, right now.
When she fell back onto the sofa, I sat down next to her and guided her body on top of mine. As she straddled me, her long hair covered my face. I was drowning in her: her taste, her scent, and the warmth of her pussy through our clothes.
Tugging at her hair, I groaned as I pulled her toward me to bite her neck. “Fuck, I missed you, baby.”
Nothing had ever felt like this. Other women were just filler for what I’d been missing: my beautiful Rosebud. I was determined to make her forget every remaining shred of doubt she might have about us.
Lifting her shirt over her head, I unclasped her bra and buried my face between her beautiful tits, my breaths coming faster with each second.
“Do you know how many times I’ve dreamed of this?”
“Me, too,” she whispered.
I felt her hands fumbling at my waist.
Fuck.As much as I wanted more, I wasn’t a hundred-percent sure she was ready. I’d half expected her to stop me when I tried to take things further. But the way she reached for my belt, struggling to take it off…that made her desires clear.
“Let me help you,” I rasped, whipping my belt off. It landed with a loud clank on the floor.
Primrose moved off of me. I worried she had changed her mind, but then she slipped out of her skirt before sliding her panties down her gorgeous legs. She stood before me totally naked, her beautiful bare pussy taunting me. I marveled at her beauty. She’d been through so much, both emotionally and physically, having given birth to a human in the time we’d been apart. She was curvier in all the right places, and I’d never been more attracted to her—never more attracted to anyone in my life.
A primal need erupted within me as I slid my pants to my ankles. Her eyes fell to my crotch as I lowered my briefs. My dick bobbed out, so hard it was painful, precum oozing from the tip as I ached to be inside of her.
“Come here,” I said gruffly.
She returned to sit on top of me, sliding her clit along my shaft. I didn’t know which one of us was wetter. She lowered her mouth to mine as I struggled to stop myself from exploding before I even had a chance to be inside of her.
I positioned my cock at her opening and pushed inside in one hard thrust. I nearly came, tightening my abs to stop the need for release.
“Shit. How are you so fucking tight?” I muttered.
She thrust her hips as I rested my head on the back of the couch. I was as deep inside her as I could possibly be, yet it wasn’t enough. “I’ve missed fucking you. There’s nothing like it.”
“You feel so good, Dorian.” She moved over me faster. “I’ve dreamed of having you inside of me for so long.”
My hands on her back, I pushed her down, bucking my hips to meet her movements. The feel of her hot, wet pussy wrapped around my cock threatened to undo me.
“You’re mine, baby, aren’t you? I can feel it.”
“Yes.” She panted, swaying her hips faster.
Her breathing quickened, and I felt her tighten around my cock. Primrose bent her head back and shrieked, her voice echoing through the living room. I let out an unintelligible sound that was even louder as I let myself go, coming hard as my orgasm filled her.
“You’re so in trouble,” I murmured.
I could feel her smile against me as she slumped over my shoulder, her body limp. We’d just given each other everything we had.
