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One of her legs wraps around my back as I hold myself fully in her. “Shit, are you on birth control?”
She laughs. “A little late to ask, but yes, I have the implant.”
“Sorry, I should have asked before, but I was eager.”
“Grant?”
“Yeah, Rosie?”
“Shut up and fuck me.”
My grin grows wide as I lick my lips. “With pleasure.”
I start to thrust in and out of her, and watching her face as I bring her this pleasure lights up every part of my body and soul. I’m doing this; I’m bringing her this joy, this pleasure.
I watch her tits bounce with each thrust and bend down to suck a nipple into my mouth. She screams her release. I hadn’t realized she was so close, and the chain reaction is inevitable.Feeling her pussy convulse around my cock has me groaning as I thrust faster and faster until I hold myself still inside her and my cock releases itself deep inside her.
I have a strange sensation of wishing my seed takes root, and I shake my head. I’ve never thought about having kids before, but something about having them with Rosie makes me think it could be possible.
“Wow, that was… Wow,” Rosie whispers.
“You were incredible.” I say with a kiss.
I awkwardly reach for my coat pocket where I know I have some napkins, while trying to keep myself inside her.
“Sorry, I’m trying not to get our coats dirty,” I mumble as I try to pull out and catch the cum that leaks out.
She chuckles as I get it on my hand, and I lean over to wipe it off in the snow.
It takes a bit of awkward maneuvering, but I eventually get us both dressed without any wet feet or clothing.
I grab her hand and lead her back to my car.
“Grant?” she asks as I settle in beside her.
“Hmm?” I glance over at her.
“I had a great time tonight.”
“Yeah?” I ask with a happy grin.
She nods. “Best date I’ve ever had.”
I thread my fingers through hers and head back home with a huge smile on my face the entire way. There’s a strange, pleasant sensation in my chest, something new. Something that makes me wonder if this is what love feels like.
Chapter 21
Rosalie
“Ready?” Asher asks from across the mat.
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
He chuckles and shakes his head. “Don’t worry, I’m fast. And if you do, well that will make me happy to know you can defend yourself.”
I grumble as I shake out my hands and wait for his attack. Suddenly he lunges at me, and I kick out, aiming between his legs. Once again he manages to sidestep my attack and tries to grab me around the waist. I twist and drop low, like he taught me, but before I can push off and run, he’s wrapped both arms around me, and pulled me to the floor with him.
He rolls me to my back and grabs my wrists, pinning them to the mat above my head as he straddles my hips.
