Page 89 of Rough Around the Hedges

“That’s my girl,” I murmured against her skin.

She shivered at my words, and I gave into temptation, into my basest, most possessive desire, and bit down on the side of her neck. She cried out, and I alternated between biting and sucking her tender skin as she came. She shook against me, and I came to a slow stop, kissing the spot I’d just marked.

“Did you…” she breathed out, turning her face towards me.

I pushed inside her to answer.

She groaned, softly moving my hand away from her neck. She extricated herself from my grip despite her heaving breaths and shaky legs, then turned around and sat back in my lap, facing me this time.

“Again,” she whispered, setting her feet either side of my hips so she was practically squatting over me. She laced her fingers in my hair, slightly tilting my head back, and gently sucked on my lower lip. “Fuck me again, Oli.”

Shit.

It was already the hottest thing when she took control and started demanding things, but that wasn’t even the biggest turn on.

It was the hint of tenderness when she said my name.

It twisted something inside me.

“Are you sure? I don’t want to hurt you,” I muttered, grazing my lips across her jaw.

“You won’t.” She lowered her hips until the tip of my cock pressed inside her, then tugged on my hair, pulling my head back a little more. “If you hurt me, I’ll punch you.”

I laughed, wrapping my arms around her body. I thrust up, sinking my cock into her wet pussy, still clenching from her orgasm. Rose traced her nose against my jaw, and her shaky breaths danced across the skin of my neck. My scalp stung slightly where she was pulling on my hair, and all these sensations rolled together and became an overwhelming wave of desire I could no longer defy.

So, I did as she asked.

I fucked her again. Her legs trembled but never buckled, and my tight grasp around her waist and my hand on her shoulder,pulling her down, left her completely at my mercy. I moved with her relentlessly, chasing the euphoric high I knew was coming.

Our breaths mixed together, our moans becoming one. Rose gasped my name against my neck, and I closed my eyes tightly, sweat dripping down the side of my face.

Then she bit me.

She did exactly what I’d done to her and bit my neck, quickly sucking on the same spot. Where I’d left my mark on the side of hers, she’d chosen a place right above my collarbone, the most tender part of my neck.

She moaned mid-suck, clenching around my cock, tightening her grip on my hair, and as if her orgasm summoned mine, I let go with a rough shout of her name. My orgasm burst out of me, and I held my cock deep inside her, filling her with my cum.

Rose released my neck and collapsed against me, her entire body trembling. I held her tightly, leaning forwards to take her weight off her feet, and she clumsily adjusted her legs.

She curled against my chest and pressed her face into the crook of my neck. Our laboured breathing mingled together as I stroked her hair, keeping it out of her face, and I let my head fall against the back of the sofa and closed my eyes.

Euphoria.

That was the only word that could describe this feeling running through my veins.

I had no idea what I was doing, but I knew one thing.

I didn’t want to let her go.

I wanted to keep her here, snuggled against my chest, wrapped up in my arms. I wanted to keep feeling the warmth of her breath trailing across my skin and the softness of her hair beneath my fingertips.

I couldn’t say a word, afraid that this moment of peaceful magic would shatter the second I did.

And I wanted to hold onto it—ontoher—for as long as I could.

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