Peter stared down into Rose’s beautiful blue eyes, seeing her feelings written on her face. He truly believed he could be in love with her. She was so beautiful and kind. He loved spending time with her. He loved being around her. She made him a better person by existing.
“And having you is not settling. I can promise you that.”
He leaned down, taking her lips under his. “Kiss me back,” he said, breaking contact long enough to speak to her. She moaned, opening her mouth for him. Peter cupped her face, moving his hand down her body. She was so curvy that her body filled his hands perfectly.
Moving from her lips down, Peter kissed her neck then her collarbone. He kissed his way down to the tops of her br**sts. His mouth watered, and then he was sucking on her red-tipped buds.
Rose cried out, thrusting her h*ps against him. Pressing a palm to her stomach Peter held her steady.
“Stay still. I’ll get there soon,” he said.
She stilled under his touch, staring up at him. Going back to her na**d br**sts, Peter sucked on one red-tipped nipple before going to the next bud. He changed between each nipple, dividing his attention.
He pressed both of her br**sts together, licking the tips with his tongue. Rose moaned. She kept still as he sucked on her sweet little ni**les. Her tits were so large and her ni**les so small, but Peter found them addictive. She smelt like strawberries, really luscious and sweet.
“So perfect.” He rubbed his thumbs against each tight bud. Caressing his hands down her sides, he kissed a path to her full rounded stomach. Even though she’d been withheld food, her curves were still in place. He kissed the bottom of her stomach just above her pubic hair.
Peter chanced a glance up at her before settling between her thighs. Her legs were wide open, and her feminine scent permeated the air. “Are you ready for me?” he asked.
“Yes.”
“I’m going to lick your cl*t and bring you to orgasm, and then I’m going to f**k you, baby. I’ll go gentle.”
She nodded, staring down at him.
“Tell me no, and I’ll stop.” Only when he was satisfied she understood his words did he gaze down at her pu**y. Her pubic hair covered her outer lips. Peter opened her lips exposing her creamy slit. Rose was turned on, and her cl*t was glistening in the low light. Her scent grew stronger.
Her cl*t was red and swollen begging to be stroked. He watched her response as he pressed a thumb to her aching bud.
Rose screamed out, sitting up on the bed.
“It’s okay, baby. I’m touching your clit,” he said.
She lay back, and he noticed she was shaking a little from his caresses. He touched her lightly, trying to get her used to the small touches of his fingers. Peter watched her responses. Her ni**les tightened even more, and her stomach shook. Cream spilled from her body, encouraging his touches.
When she stopped jerking from the caress of his fingers Peter replaced them with his tongue. He licked in one long stripe over her creamy slit. Circling the nub, Peter teased her relentlessly. He felt her close to the edge, and he pulled away.
Pinching her ni**les between his thumb and finger he increased the pressure watching her writhe in pleasure.
“Feels so good,” she said, squirming at his touches.
Peter drew everything out until he finally brought her to her first orgasm. Rose sat up on the bed, crying out, shaking and gripping his hair. He kept up his teases until her first orgasm began to ebb away.
Wiping her juices from his chin, he moved up the bed, wrapping an arm around her.
“Wow,” she said, smiling.
“I take it you’ve never experienced an orgasm before?” he asked.
“No. That’s my first.”
Peter felt a huge sweep of possessive pleasure knowing he was going to be the first man to have her.
He’d be the only man to have her. There was no way he’d be able to share her with another man like William had Daisy.
“Get ready for many more firsts,” Peter said, kissing her.
She pulled away licking her lips. “What’s that taste?”
“It’s your pu**y, baby. You’ve got such a nice taste. I’ll be going down on you again.” He stroked her cheek seeing her eyes glistening. “What’s the matter, Rose?” he asked. “You can talk to me about anything.”
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Rose didn’t know the right words. How did she communicate her thoughts? Her body was humming from the orgasm he’d given her, and he’d mentioned he was going to do it again to her. Was that going to be it? Would tonight be her one and only time with him?
The thought upset her. She didn’t just want one night with Peter.
“I guess I was just wondering where we went from here. I mean, I don’t know what the future holds, and we’ve not been together for long. We don’t even know that much about each other.”
He took her hand, resting it against his very hard, tattooed chest. Peter was warm to the touch. She licked her lips, wondering if he tasted as good as he looked.
She had to be going insane. There was no other explanation for her sudden need to lick him.
Get a grip, Rose.
“We know a lot about each other, Rose. Information and knowledge are overrated. I look forward to getting to know you as we explore this thing between us. Getting to know one another can be the fun part in everything.”
His hand moved down her body, cupping her breast in his palm.
“Unless you don’t want to be with me after tonight?” he asked.
“No, I want to be with you. What about Laura? I don’t know how you can be in love with her for so long and then decide one night you’re not.”
She heard him sigh. His hands didn’t leave her body. One palm moved down to cup her mound.
“For a long time I’ve been in love with Laura. I could never have her, and I’ve not even tried to fall for another woman. I’ve never given myself the chance to love someone else. Over time my feelings for Laura have changed. I still love her. She’s my best friend, but she’s not the woman I’m in love with.”
A finger slipped between her folds, touching her clit.
“I think I could be falling for you,” he said.
His honesty surprised her. She’d never expected it at all. Rose stared into his eyes wondering why he was putting himself out there.
“I think I’m falling for you as well,” she said, wanting to put herself out there for him to catch.
Peter teased her clit, stroking her nub. They were moving fast, but that was the way she wanted it to be.