The Rogue & The Rose
Her breasts violently bounced before his face, the movement forcing them to harden needy points under her dress.
Neither expected her need peaking and crashing over both of them. Her release stretched on, pulling his own from him, and he had to release the chair to hold her in place on him as he filled her core with his own release.
They sat there in the chair, his pants about his shins and his shaft planted deep within her. “Better?”
“Gods. I’ve never been like this before.” Rose’s face was buried in his shoulder as she said this.
“You’ve never been with your mate, either. I’m not complaining, but I think if you stay there long enough, we could have a second go around. I’ll assume you like
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