Page 47 of Rock Out Together
The dress isn’t overtly sexy, it’s short and shows off her legs but it’s kind of demure. Nothing like that sexy red dress I first saw her in. But it’s been driving me crazy all night.
One tug and the tie at her waist comes undone, spreading the fabric to reveal the tan skin of her stomach, the silkyfabric of her bra. Fuck I want to bite her tits, suck on them, fill my mouth with them.
My brain is firing in a thousand different directions, thinking of all the things I want to do with her. With no hesitation, she slips the dress off her shoulders, and it pools at our feet, leaving her in matching black lingerie.
“Christ,” I mutter, taking in every inch of her, cataloging every little freckle, every dip and curve. I don’t know where to touch her first.
Before I decide, Cora steps into me and puts her hands on my waist.
“Keep up, Ronan.”
Then she lifts the hem of my T-shirt. I help her out, pulling it up and over my head. Her eyes trace my body, the tattoo on my pec muscle. Lower and lower. That perusal has my dick hardening so fast, it’s almost painful, pushing against my zipper.
Cora quickly deals with that too, tugging it down and pushing at the jeans so they drop down my legs. I step out of them and kick them away. I kind of like her taking over but holding back on touching her is killing me.
She lets out a little sound of surprise as I reach around and cup her ass, kneading the flesh through the silk panties. Her breath comes in small pants as my hands slip beneath the fabric. I keep one hand inside the back and cup her jaw with the other, tilting her mouth up to mine. I can’t wait a single second more.
She falls into the kiss like it’s the only thing in the world that she wants to do. I don’t stop kissing her as I dip myother hand down into the front of her panties. Cora parts her legs, and I push a finger through her folds, hot and wet and so ready for me.
“You’re stunning,” I murmur against her mouth, not giving her a chance to respond as I devour her again.
Cora clutches my biceps, holding herself upright as I add two more fingers, pushing in and out in a steady rhythm. A beat starts up in my head as I work her body.
As I pump into her, my fingers trail along the crack of her ass and she moans. Good to know. She grabs onto my underwear and tugs it down. When she takes hold of my cock, I almost lose my mind.
Fuck I need to slow this down. I want to savor her, worship her, but she is making me crazy.
I remove my fingers from her pussy and grab her ass again, lifting her. Cora understands my intention and hops up, her legs wrapping around my waist. We kiss over and over as I turn and head down the hallway.
My house is one story, with the bedroom easy enough to get to. I walk in and kick the door closed, then move to the bed, lowering her down and climbing over her.
“Now you’re the one slacking.” I trace her jaw with my finger, following it with kisses, down her collar bone, between her breasts. A small lace flower sits on the center clasp of the bra. I pop it and both sides of the bra fall away, revealing her tits to me. “Fucking hell,” I take one in my hand, then do what I’ve thought about too many times, sucking a nipple into my mouth.
“Yes,” she sighs, cupping the back of my head. “Fuck me with your fingers,” she says.
“Are you bossy in bed, Cora?”
“I know what I want.” She gives me a stare that’s full of lust and promise.
Who am I not to oblige? My fingers go back between her legs, slowly moving in and out. “You’re fucking dripping all over my bed, baby. Your greedy pussy is desperate for this, isn’t it?”
“More,” she moans.
I press another finger inside and my thumb to her clit. Her back arches off the bed, and I go up on my knees, pressing between her breasts to lower her back down. She bucks, almost like she’s fighting me, but I pin her down and fuck my fingers into her faster, harder.
Then I steal her breath, swallow every pant and moan as her hips lift and drop. Fuck I need to taste her. She lifts her head as I pull out my fingers, an angry little scowl on her face.
“Don’t look at me like that,” I tell her. She’s about to protest but I slip back, dropping my knees to the floor. I grab her thighs and spread them wide, opening her up to me.
My gaze locks onto the perfection of her pussy, dripping with her arousal. Leaning down, I spread her wider with my thumbs, then bury my tongue inside her. Cora cries out and her arms go above her head, fisting the sheets.
I spear my tongue in and out of her, flicking her clit, then going back in, repeating the motion until she is screaming. When she’s almost there, her hips lifting and her pussyclenching, I press two fingers in and suck her clit into my mouth.
“Ronan,” she cries out and her hips thrust up. I grab her ass, holding her up as I delve in harder. Hearing her scream my name is like a fucking red rag to a bull.
She’s still working through her climax as I sit back, grab my aching cock and guide it to her opening.
“Can I?” I ask. I’m not asking permission to fuck her, that’s inevitable. I just need inside of her, but I can’t do that without being certain she is okay with me fucking into her bare.
