I nod, bringing my hand to run it up her thigh. “I’m going to make you feel so good,” I tell her. “I’m going to lick you and suck you until you reach your peak.” I bring my hand to rub slow circles over her clit. She starts breathing heavily again, and I pull my hand away. “And right before you come, I’ll stop.”
She looks pained. Her brows are in a knot as she lets out a frustrated sigh. “Why?”
I walk over to her nightstand and pull out her little pink toy. “Because,” I tell her. “You said you wanted this to last forever.” I press the button, making the toy roar to life. “And I’m going to make that happen.”
She lets her head fall back and melts into the mattress when I press the toy to her clit, on the lowest setting. My dick is so fucking hard, I can feel the tip leaking pre-come. I rest my hand over my boxers, squeezing my dick slightly to ease the ache, but it does nothing for me. So, I let my hand drop and bring it to Rosalie’s pussy instead.
I circle my middle finger against her opening as the toy continues to torture her clit. She lets out a breathy moan, making my dick twitch. She’s so wet the tip of my finger slips in. Not too far, but far enough that she stills.
“You okay?” I ask.
“Yeah.” She gulps. “Keep going.”
I push forward, letting my finger slip until the first knuckle. Fuck. I groan, feeling how tight she is around my finger. I push in again, bottoming out, and she arches her back. She’s way too close. I pull the toy away from her clit, but my finger stays inside of her.
She cries out, no doubt frustrated that I stopped her from coming again. But I want this to last forever, and having her edged and crying for release is sexier than ever.
“I was so close,” she growls at me. I choke out a laugh, hearing how frustrated she is.
I pull my finger nearly all the way out and then slide it back in, crooking it to hit her g-spot. I know when she feels it because she lets out a high-pitched cry, clamping her legs shut around my finger.
“Open,” I tell her. She does, and I rub up and down her thigh. “Good girl.”
She lets out a whimper, and I groan. I fucking love those noises. “Jesus, angel.” I husk out, bringing the toy to her clit again. “You take my finger so well.” She moans again, and I reward her with a higher speed of the vibrator.
The toy keeps her on edge. Every time she’s close, I pull it away, but my finger never leaves her. I keep it lodged in there, hitting her sweet spot when she’s been good.
I keep her close to climaxing for over half an hour until she's crying out, moaning relentlessly, and bucking her hips with abandon. She’s so cute when she’s a wreck like this.
“You’re dripping, Rosie,” I tell her when I pull the vibrator away from her again. She cries out again, and I grin. “It would be so easy to slide my cock inside of you,” I tell her, letting my finger get covered and drenched in her juices.
“Please,” she cries, tears streaming down her face. “Please, Grayson. Please.”
“Please, what?”
“Make me come,” she begs. “Fuck me, do whatever you want, just make me come, please.” She bucks her hips again. “Please.”
I take pity on her, seeing her cry and writhe, a mess underneath me, and I give her what she wants.
I brush her hair away from her face, her forehead covered in sweat. “You’ve been such a good girl,” I tell her, loving how her eyes light up. “You want to come, angel?” I ask.
She nods vigorously.
I laugh and crawl at her feet. I want to feel her come all over my face again. I let my tongue circle her hard, wet clit, and at the same time, I push my finger inside of her. Two this time, and she’s so wet, she takes me in without any restraints. I finger her while torturing her clit. She reaches up and grabs my hair through her fingers and pushes me down onto her until she moans so sweetly and finally finds release, coming so hard and shaking so violently under me.
I groan, sucking her into my mouth. I can’t breathe. I’m deep in her pussy, covered in her wetness, and I fucking love it.
She cries out so loudly while she comes and comes all over my tongue. When she finally comes down from her orgasm, she falls back onto the bed, but I don’t stop. I keep licking her until she whimpers, letting me know she’s sensitive as hell right now. I indulge in one more lick, seeing her twitch, and then come up for air.
I lie next to her, seeing her so relaxed and satiated. God damn, she’s fucking gorgeous.
She turns her head to look at me, her chest rising and falling as her breathing calms, and then, she shocks me by climbing on top of me until she’s straddling me.
“Rosie,” I warn.
“I know,” she says, starting to rock her hips over me. “I just want to feel you,” she says and presses herself down onto me. I sigh, my eyes drifting closed. She feels so good on top of me, rubbing herself all over my aching cock.
“I want you in my mouth,” she says, continuing the slow roll of her hips over me.