Page 15 of Claiming Rose

Rose didn’t want to wake up. She was deliciously warm and her body tingled in all the right places. She snuggled into the warmth and frowned as hair tickled her cheek. Hair? She took a deep breath. It was then the scent of male, wood, and a hint of vanilla.

She forced her lashes to raise to see she was lying on a male chest. Carefully, Rose tilted her head up to see Oliver watching her.

“Good morning, love,” he said.

“Good morning.” The events of last night came rushing back. No wonder her body was sensitive. He’d taken her to heights no other Dom ever had before. “I thought you were taking me home.” She barely remembered him carrying her from his car inside…his home.

“I never said whose home.” He leaned down and kissed her forehead. “How are you feeling?”

“Wonderful.” She closed her eyes and let herself be. This was a little new for her. She’d never spent the night with Thomas and she knew why. “Thank you for last night.”

“You’re welcome, but I want to know why it took you so long to release?”

She didn’t want to think about that. “Sometimes I have trouble letting go of my control.”

“So I saw. Why?”

“I’m not sure. But I can tell you this, I’ve never gone into subspace like I did last night.” She tilted her head once again. “You did that for me.” She kissed his chest.

“Rose,” he said her name on a moan as he shifted on the bed.

His legs brushed against hers and then…her lips tilted up. “You never got to orgasm last night,” she said softly as her fingers trailed down his chest, past his abdomen to his hard cock.

His groan of pleasure as she gripped his cock was music to her ears.

“I received immense pleasure from watching you.” She hid a grin as he struggled to get the words out as she ran her fingers over him.

Rose stroked him from root to tip. He was a good size man, but the feel of him in her hand cause her to feel powerful. Without a word she slid down under the sheet.

“Awe fuck,” Oliver bit out as her lips closed over the head of his cock.

There was a slightly salty taste, but it wasn’t unpleasant. Rose shifted and took him fully into her mouth. Oh yes, he was bigger than she’d known, but she wanted to do this for him. Using her fingers, she stroked him as she sucked.

At times she’d slip her fingers down to play with his balls, which caused Oliver to moan and squirm on the mattress. Turnabout was fair play. She was careful not to scrape his skin with her teeth, but on one upward motion she did run her nails over his cock.

“That’s it.” The next thing she knew, the covers were thrown aside, and she was on her back with Oliver over her. “There’s only so much a man can take.”

“But I’m not done yet.”

“You are. I want to be in you when I come. I want to feel your hot wet pussy squeezing my cock. Milking it.”

This time she moaned as he lined his dick up and thrust.

Her pussy spasmed around him. She’d known she was wet. How could she not be? This man turned her on in ways that she hadn’t been before. She pushed thought aside, and just let herself feel. His skin against her, his hardness driving into her body. Nerve endings shooting off pleasure to her entire body.

“Oliver,” she breathed out his name. Her pussy muscles tightened around him. Her body knew what to do. She let out a little cry and her climax hit. Oliver was right behind her. With a shout he orgasmed.

They were both breathing hard when then came back to themselves. Oliver rolled over cradling her against his chest.

“I forgot a condom,” he said.

“Oh? It’s okay, I’m clean. I made sure with my doctor after Thomas, and I’m on the pill.”

“I’m clean too, but accidents happen.”

“It will be fine. But thank you. Most men wouldn’t care.”

“I’m not most men.”

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