Gripping the length of his cock, he tore into the foil and rolled the fresh condom down his length. When the condom was on securely he turned his gaze back to Rose. Her gaze was on his latex covered cock.
“Come here, baby.”
She crawled toward him. Her breasts swayed with the movement. Once he had her seated on his cock, those tits were getting sucked.
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Rose straddled his lap, watching as he eased the tip of his cock through her slit. He pressed the tip down until the head was inside her pussy.
Peter’s hands went to her hips, and then he yanked her on his cock. Gripping his shoulders, Rose cried out as he seemed to go deeper than he’d ever done before.
He lifted her up in his arms and started to suck on her nipples. She cried out. The pleasure pulsed between her thighs and gripped her stomach tight. His lips were wicked as they sucked on her.
“So fucking sexy. I love your tits, baby. I could suck on them all day long.” To prove his point, Peter took first one nipple and then the other between his lips.
“Peter, that feels so good.”
She whimpered as both his hands worked around to cup her ass. His cock pulsed deep inside her. He gripped her ass in his tight hands.
“Tell me how you feel?” Peter asked, pulling away from her breast. He didn’t move between her thighs.
“I love you sucking on my breasts.”
“What about this? Do you love me gripping your ass, too?” he asked. His grip tightened making her gasp out at the slight pain.
“Yes,” she said, moaning as his grip seemed to tighten more.
With his hands on her ass, Peter lifted her off his cock and then slammed deep inside her. She held onto his shoulders trying her best to keep hold of him. Biting her lip, Rose stared into his eyes seeing the pained expression on his face.
“Never letting you go,” he said.
“I don’t want you to let me go.”
“Good, because you’re mine. You’re not having any other men, Rose. Only me.”
She smiled, groaning as he thrust again, hitting a spot deep inside that made her pulse. Gasping, her nails sank into the flesh of his shoulders.
“No man, ever.” Nibbling her lip, Rose tried to stop herself from admitting the truth. She’d told him earlier that she loved him, but she’d only said that she was thinking she loved him. “I love you, Peter.”
He paused, staring into her eyes. “You don’t think that you love me?”
Shaking her head, Rose rested her palm against his chest. “I’ve loved you for a long time.”
Peter stroked her cheek, pushing the hair off her face. “For a long time I thought I was in love with the same woman, and it was only when I started to see you that I doubted my feelings.” His hand caressed down her cheek to rest on her chest above her heart. “I love you, too, Rose. I’m not talking sweet words and romance. I can do the sweet and the romance, but the way I feel about you is anything but sweet.”
Her heart pounded inside her chest, and it wasn’t just from arousal.
“How do you feel about me?”
“There’s this dark burning possession. I need to see you. The few days that I didn’t get a chance to see you, I felt my world had collapsed. The kiss only started everything, Rose. We’re meant to be together.”
Tears filled her eyes at his tender words. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she pressed a kiss to his lips.
“Does that mean you love me?”
“Yes, you’ll never really know how much I love you. Love is too subtle a word.”
“For me, it’s perfect.” She tightened her pussy around his cock, feeling and hearing him groan. “Now, fuck me.”