Page 38 of Rocky

Rose:

Good idea, Daisy. Let her bask in the glory of some good dick. No need to rush home, sis. I’ll open the shop.

Me:

Y’all are horrible influences.

Rose:

You’re supposed to be the example, ma’am.

Blossom:

And a wonderful example you’ll be if you let that man fuck you senseless.

Me:

SMH! We got a suite at OCHS. Room 1214 in case this man is crazy. I’m turning my phone off now.

When I looked up, Rocky’s eyes were on me.

“Why are you staring?”

“Letting my imagination run wild. By the time we get to this room, you need to have a safe word.”

“A safe word?”

“A word you will say if I do something you don’t like.”

I raised my brow. “Oh.”

The elevator opened, and he took my hand as we exited. I thought my nerves would get the best of me because the only man I’d been with was Deacon, and it had been three years.

However, Rocky told not one lie when he said I’d been dreaming about his head between my thighs. There hadn’t been a single night since then that I hadn’t dreamed of him doing it again.

He entered the suite first, turning the lights on and looking around. It was then that I noticed the duffel bag on his shoulder.

How did I miss that? I wonder what’s inside.

“When was the last time you took ibuprofen?” he asked.

“Before dinner.”

He placed the bag on the table, unzipped it, and fumbled around inside before tossing me a small, unopened bottle of ibuprofen.

“There’s a bottle of water on the desk. Take four then take your clothes off and meet me in the bathroom.”

He lifted his shirt over his head and pushed his sweats and underwear down, stepping out of them confidently. My eyes widened at the equipment between his legs as it brushed against his thigh.

I was mesmerized by his physique as he walked away, disappearing into the bathroom. Seconds later, I heard the shower, and I quickly downed the pills and slipped out of my leggings. I was still surprised by how eager I was to let this man have his way with me.

The dislike and anger I had toward him the day we met had disappeared the moment he came to me and Briar’s rescue, but it had begun to dissipate the night he ate my pussy.

It was replaced by a genuine desire to experience all of him and allow him to do the same to me. I’d been having sex since I was seventeen years old, and a whole human had come out of my vagina. However, I was certain my skills in the bedroom didn’t match his.

Rocky’s entire aura screamedI got a big dick with a slight curve, and I know what to do with it. I already confirmed it was big. Now, I wanted to know if he knew what to do with it.

Slowly, in all my naked glory, I sauntered into the steamy bathroom to find Rocky leaning against the counter. His arms were folded across his chest, and one ankle was crossed over the other. His stance further confirmed what I’d seen minutes ago—He’d truly been blessed by God in the dick department.

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