Page 147 of Unravel Me

I bury my smile in her neck. “You want me to imprint the shape of my cock in your tight, wet pussy, trouble?”

She grins at me over her freckled shoulder, saucy and charming. “Do whatever you want, Adam. Just as long as I come while you’re doing it.”

I spin her around, slapping her hands to the tile on either side of her head, gripping her wrists. Trailing the tip of my nose down hers, I find her mouth, stealing a kiss. “Say it again,” I whisper.

“I love you.”

“Fuck, that sounds good.” Jerking her knees up, I wrap her legs around my hips while she slings her arms around my neck. “I don’t have any condoms, Rosie. I wasn’t expecting this, not tonight.”

She brushes her lips against mine. “I’m on the pill. I trust you.”

I nod, pressing a kiss to that tiny dimple in her chin. “I love you.”

“I know.”

“And I’m gonna fuck you like I love you. But first…first I’m gonna fuck you like I should’ve last night on my kitchen counter.”

She opens her mouth, but whatever was about to come out dies a scream when I drop her right on my cock, burying myself to the hilt.

“Jesusfuck,” I groan, squeezing her ass as she pants, raking her nails down my back.

“You’re too big,” she cries, and I laugh.

“Oh no, my poor ego.”

“Shut up.”

“Say it again, baby. It’ll only make this better.”

Fire sparks in her eyes. “Shut. Up.”

“’Atta girl.” With one hand braced on the wall and the other on her ass, I drive myself forward. Over and over, harder, faster, deeper, until Rosie’s nothing but sharp gasps and whimpered pleas, biting nails and a pair of incredible, bouncing tits I just wanna fucking devour.

I lower my mouth, sucking one rosy nipple between my teeth, and Rosie moans, arching herself into me.

“God. Adam. Oh my…oooh. Yes. F-u-u-uuuck.”

“You’re not speaking English, baby.”

“I’m gonna come,” she cries, heels digging into my ass, nails raking down my arms. Her eyes roll up, wet hair splayed down her neck, and I grab a fistful of it, dragging her gaze back down to me.

“Look at me while you do it.”

“Fuck, Adam.” Her pussy squeezes my cock, and I keep thrusting, dragging every last drop from her. When she goes limp in my arms, I pull her off me, toss her over my shoulder, turn off the shower, and stalk across the bedroom.

Dropping her on the bed, I slap her ass and fist my cock. “Hands and knees, Rosie.”

She climbs there, slowly, and I grab her hips, yanking her to the edge of the bed, right where I need her. I trail the tip of my finger along her spine, then follow it with my lips.

“You gonna come again for me?”

“Yes, Adam.”

“How many times?”

“As many as you want me to.”

“And where are you gonna come?”

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