Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 43373 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 217(@200wpm)___ 173(@250wpm)___ 145(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43373 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 217(@200wpm)___ 173(@250wpm)___ 145(@300wpm)
She was getting closer to orgasm, but then, all too soon, he seemed to stop, and both of his hands landed at her hips.
“Put my cock inside you,” he said.
Rose gasped. She reached down between them and held his cock. He helped her get to the right angle, and as she pressed the tip of his cock to her entrance, she began to sink down, inch by inch. They both moaned together, the sound flooding the room, echoing off the walls.
“Fuck, yeah.”
He grabbed her hips, and she moved her hand out of the way as he pulled her onto his cock. It felt so good.
For a second neither of them spoke or moved. She felt each pulse of his cock as her pussy tightened around him. Rocco moved first, caressing over her back, then going to her hips and gripping her neck. She moaned his name as his lips danced across her neck. When he nibbled at her pulse, she closed her eyes, feeling each sensation coursing through her body, sending her higher and higher.
“You feel so good, Rose,” he said. “But, before I let you fuck me, I’m going to feel you come all over my cock.”
She leaned back just enough to give Rocco space to touch her pussy. She closed her eyes as he stroked over her clit. With his cock balls-deep inside her, the feel of his hands on her body was so different than what she expected.
Rose didn’t think it was possible to feel any better, but he sent her spiraling into a whole new world of sensation—one she didn’t want to stop.
Within just a few strokes of his fingers, she felt her need climbing. It was like her body didn’t care that she had already experienced an orgasm earlier, it wanted a second. She yelled his name, driving her pussy onto his cock as he brought her to a screaming orgasm. This one seemed to be more powerful than the last. She gave herself over to each sensation, not wanting it to stop.
Rocco took his time, slowing down his strokes so she was able to keep control. Rose needed to fuck him, even with the aftershocks of her orgasm coursing through her body. She didn’t want him to stop, so she gripped his shoulders, and with his help, started to fuck him.
Driving up the length of his cock until only the tip remained, she slammed back down, taking him as deep as she could go. He was so big, it was almost too painful to have him, but on that fine edge of pain and pleasure.
Rocco’s tight grip felt amazing. She loved having his hands on her body. She loved being with him.
“That’s right, baby, fuck my cock. Take it, take it all.”
He must have lost patience, as he suddenly grabbed her, taking her to the bed, and then began to drive inside her, pounding his dick all the way to the hilt.
Rose felt the change in his thrusts and knew it was only a matter of time before he came. This time, as he did, she stared into his eyes, not wanting to look away.
She didn’t know what this meant for them. If tonight was just getting their mating out of the way, or if this meant they were going to be a true mated couple. For now, she didn’t care. Being with him in this moment was enough.
Chapter Eleven
“Why do you look like you’ve sucked on a lemon?” Graham asked.
Rocco turned toward the other man and frowned. “What?”
“Your face. You look like you’ve received bad news.”
He should have known Graham would notice. The guy didn’t miss a thing. “How are you feeling?”
“I’m fine, but you, like always, are evading the question.”
“I’m not evading shit. I’m just wanting to know how you are. How you’re dealing with stuff.”
Graham laughed. “You know you suck at lying, don’t you?”
He glared at him, because the truth was, he wasn’t in the mood for the random bullshit or teasing. The full moon was fast approaching and he knew Rose was getting apprehensive about what this meant for Graham. This was why every chance they got, they were with each other. Rocco hated and loved it. He loved it, because he was finally getting the chance to be with his mate, and he hated it because he knew why they were doing this. They were using this time to be together so they were not so consumed come the full moon. Also, in the last few days, he realized how badly he fucked up. Being Rose’s mate was not a bad thing.
The truth was, he’d spewed out a bunch of bullshit to her that didn’t even make any sense. He didn’t give a fuck if she was Miss Popular or not. It made no difference to him. It still doesn’t matter.