didn't think so.
Rock crooked a finger at me, inviting me to lean over his lap, ass up, face down. My face grew warm at the thought of his view.
“ I love these pink panties. Note to self: buy more of this shade for my gorgeous, soon-to-be wife.”
His cock was hard against my lower stomach as I lay across him.
The first smack of his hand was a shock. I yelped.
“ I know you're a bad girl, and that's only the beginning.” Rock peeled my underwear down with a jerk and rubbed my ass with a warm hand. Then it grew slick.
Geez. He got the oil out when I wasn't looking.
I almost laughed at the thought of me being able to see much at my current angle. Then his hand on my ass stopped me again.
“ Too hard for you?” His voice was a whisper that sent a shudder through me.
“ No.”
He popped my cheek again, and I clenched my teeth, desire mingling with the pain.
“ I hope you don't plan to be a bad girl ever again.” He emphasized the last two words.
“ No, I don't.” I could hardly speak. I was breathless, wondering what he would do to me next.
“ Take my pants off.”
I slid to the floor in one movement, my pussy throbbing with arousal. I undid the button and worked at the zipper on his pants, rubbing the length of his cock through them as I did so.
“ That feels good.”
I slid my hand down his briefs and pulled his cock out, running my fingers along its length.
He caught his breath, and I smiled.
“ I can't wait. I want you to ride my cock, and I want to see you come, Lacey.”
He'd surprised me. “Only if I get to suck you later.”
“ Maybe.” He winked, and my heart skipped a beat.
I stepped out of the underwear that was now on the ground.
“ Undo your bra and let me see your pretty breasts. I love your little pink nipples.”
I closed my eyes, and my pussy clenched at his words. To be adored by Rock almost overwhelmed me. Then I did what he said, moving slowly as I let the straps fall and unhooked the bra.
“ God, I'm hurting looking at you. I've missed you so much,” Rock said, motioning me forward.
I positioned his cock, my breath coming in little gasps. When I sank down on him, hooking my legs around his waist, he groaned.
“ Lacey, that feels like heaven.”
I moved up and down on him—slowly at first.
Then he gripped my hips, grunting with each movement I made. I reveled in the sensation of him filling every inch inside me.
My orgasm built as my clit brushed against his skin with each thrust. I moaned at the flutterings of feeling, wanting more quickly. “You're teasing me.”
“ No, you're teasing me with those lovely tits in my face.” Rock captured one in his hand, sucking it.
“ Oh, God. I'm going to come.” His tongue teasing me wasn't going to let me last long.
“ Not yet. Not till I say.”
I whimpered in frustration, at the command in his voice.
He doubled down on his licking and sucking until I was writhing on top of him, urging him to come so I could, too.
“ Come for me, Lacey.”
I responded to him immediately, shouting my release with a guttural sound. I felt him clench and explode inside of me. He clung to me, whispering my name over and over again like a prayer, his arms around me, head against my breasts.
Tears flowed freely from my eyes and when he lifted his face, I saw them glinting in his own dark green orbs.
“ I can't wait.”
“ For what?” I asked, brushing a strand of hair back from his damp forehead.
“ To see you coming down the staircase. What color will your dress be?”
“ Pearly pink if we can get it.” I smiled and kissed his nose.
“ I'm already on it. Pearly pink it is, as long as you're the bride.” Rock pulled me down on the bed beside him and captured me again with his kiss.
“ Forever,” I whispered into the hushed world of us two.
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