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Chapter Twelve

"What?" Rose asked, pale blue eyes wide as she stared at me.

I blinked rapidly. Certainly, I didn't expect to have to repeat myself. "I'm in love with you." It was nerve-wrecking enough having to say it once, let alone this second time. I felt as insecure as a fifteen-year-old confessing his first crush.

Swallowing hard, Rose looked at me. "How can you know that?"

This conversation was going differently to how I thought it would go.

"Because I do. The thought of not being with you makes me feel sick. Because you make me feel complete." The words poured out of me. I couldn't stop them, nor did I want to. Rose needed to know how I felt. For the next few seconds, all I could hear was my blood pounding in my ears. It roared. I felt dizzy and sick. Until Rose gave me a sweet smile, the corners of her mouth turning upwards and her eyes fucking sparkling.

"If that's how you know, I guess I love you too."

The smile that was on my face was fucking enormous. She loved me. My sweet little Rosie—Baby Girl, loved me. Best day of my fucking life, by far. Not being able to resist, I pulled Rose to me, cementing our lips together and kissing her like there was no tomorrow. Because if her father found out about us, I might not live to see tomorrow.

Speaking of Edward…

"There's something we need to talk about," I murmured, trying to put some distance between us so I could think. When she plastered her tight little body against me, I couldn't think clearly, and all the blood rushed from my brain to my cock. She was an intoxicating temptress. My intoxicating, deliberate minx.

"No," Rose told me, sitting up and grinding her slick pussy against my stomach. "I don't want to talk anymore."

A wicked grin crossed her face. Seconds later, a leg had blocked my vision as Rose spun herself around, facing my cock, wet pussy leaking all over my chest. With no preamble or needless talking, Rose leaned down and took my erect cock into her delectable mouth.

"Baby Girl!" I hissed, my hips thrusting, shoving my cock deeper into her throat, making her gag. The sounds just made me harder, saliva dripping down my cock as I felt her throat clench around me. I closed my eyes as Rose leaned down, her small hand fondling my balls before she rubbed the small strip of skin there.

"Fucking… hell…" It was a struggle to get the words out. I was already reeling, my cock weeping, loving being inside her warm mouth, having her taste me, lick me, choke on me.

To make me suffer even more, Rose's pussy was right in front of me. It was like a flower opening itself up. Her pink lips swollen and puffy, the skin already glistening with her arousal. It was such a fucking turn on, knowing that my cock in her throat made her this wet. As she moved, taking me further and deeper into her throat, her pussy spread open.—Wide. Fucking. Open. All pink and perfect. For me.

A possessive growl radiated from my chest as I grasped her thighs in my hands and roughly pulled her down, my head lifting to meet her halfway. The second my tongue touched her, Rose cried out around my dick, the vibrations more pleasurable than I could have imagined. She released my cock, choking out a sob as her forehead rested itself on my thigh.

"Oh, Daddy!"

"Take my cock back into your mouth, Baby Girl. And don't let me go until my cum slides down your throat." Shakily, Rose nodded before swallowing all of me down.

"Good girl," I praised, lifting my thumb to press it against her clit, eliciting another moan from her sweet mouth.

It became like a race. Who was going to come first? Rose took me deep, my cock hitting the back of her throat, her dainty hand rolling my balls. But I wasn't having that. There was no way in hell that I was coming yet, not when I knew Rose wasn't ready. I wasn't a complete asshole.

I fucked her with my tongue, using it as I would my dick—thrusting it in and out of her tight cunt, probing it from side to side and then flicking her clit with it. When I sucked her little bundle of nerves into my mouth, harshly pushing my tongue against her, Rose choked around my cock.

It made me smirk. I wasn't finished, though. Pulling my mouth away from Rose's pussy, I sucked my thumb into my mouth, making sure that it was nice and wet. Once she's dripping with my saliva, I ran it all the way from her slit to her puckered hole. The one I had yet to have. The one I would have. I ran it over her wrinkled flesh before the tip of my thumb gently probed at her.

Above me, Rose tensed, her mouth not working as hard on my cock as it had been.

"It's alright, Baby Girl," I soothed, stroking her thigh with my free hand. "Relax. Let me in. Let Daddy have this virgin hole."

I felt Rose take a deep breath, her chest heaving against my stomach before Rose visibly relaxed, her mouth continuing its ministrations around me. Slowly, the tip of my thumb slipped in. Rose tensed again before she relaxed and moaned loudly around my cock, her ass pushing back into my thumb—demanding more.

"Does my Baby Girl like that?" I asked, loving the way her pussy and ass looked—a vivid pink and spread wide, all for me.

Rose nodded around my dick.

"So dirty," I moaned, diving right back in. I worked her over, my tongue in her cunt and my thumb in her ass.

Above me, Rose writhed and squirmed and moaned, her hips making rhythmic movements until she stilled, her stomach quivering as she came, flooding my mouth with her cum, the taste of her sweet as a fucking peach; juicy and addictive.

I drank it up and then pulled her from my cock.

"Daddy!" Rose whined as I put her on her back, just like the little brat that she was.

"Be patient, Rosie," I huffed, reaching over to grab a condom from the bedside cabinet.

As quickly as I ever had, I sheathed myself in it, giving my dick a few extra pumps with my hand, just because I fucking could. I grasped Rose by her thighs and pulled her to me, hooking each of her legs around my hips. I pressed my thumb to her clit and used the other to press my cock against her. "How badly do you want this?"

Beneath me, Rose mewled, throwing her head back against the pillow as I fondled her already overstimulated clit.

"Tell me," I groused. I knew this couldn't be slow or romantic. I was going to fuck her. Pound her into the mattress, come so deep and hard inside her she felt it in her soul.

"Badly, Daddy. I want it so badly."

"Be specific." I wanted to hear her talk dirty. Hear that delectable little mouth of hers form words that would have her blushing.

Despite every single thing that we had done over the last few days, Rose still had the decency to look embarrassed—my thumb had just been in her asshole. The irony.

"I want—I want…"

I slapped my cock against her clit—my thumb pressing down, trying to encourage her. "Come on, Baby Girl, tell me," I crooned.

"I want… your cock."

I loved hearing those words pour from her. I groaned, and it seemed to spur her on.

"I want you cock inside my pussy… pounding away, fucking me, filling me!"

"Yes." I agreed, sliding into the one place that felt like heaven on Earth. Her cunt hugged me, moulding to my cock.

Rose cried out. "Oh! Ah!"

Placing my hands under her ass, I lifted her, so she was resting on my strong thighs. And I'm not ashamed to say that I jack hammered into her, fucking her for all I was worth. The sweat was pouring off me, running down my face and chest, made my hands slip against her thighs until I held her tighter.

Rose gripped the headboard, scream after delicious scream leaving her mouth. Just like me, she was sweating, her skin glistening. It trickled down her chest, gathering in her belly button. Her nipples heaved into the air, her chest rising and falling with rapid breaths as she tried to pull as much air as possible into her lungs.

The bed banged against the wall, mixing with the sounds of our wet flesh slapping together, and my grunts and groans, and Rose's screams. It drove me wild.

"I'm—I'm co-coming!" Rose screamed.

Seconds later, she threw her head back, her supple body arching high into the air and her legs thrashing as her pussy locked my cock in a chokehold.

"Oh, fuck!" I cried, my stomach muscles tensing as I double over, catching myself on the headboard as my balls burned with my release, hot jets of cum erupting out of my cock.

I barely pulled out, dispose of the dirty condom, and then flop back down onto the bed before a soul-quenching sense of peace fell over me. Rose had yet to move. There was a small smile of satisfaction on her face, and her eyes were closed.

"Did I fuck you to death?" I chuckled when I finally got my breath back.

"Not yet," Rose responded, opening her eyes and turning her head to look at me. Her eyes were shining, a rosy blush fanned over the apples of her cheeks and down to her tits.

I laughed and rolled onto my side, slinging one of my arms across her stomach. When Rose reached across and ran her fingers through my hair, I felt my eyes close.

"Are you tired, old man?" Rose asked.

"I'll spank you when I get some of the energy back your pussy sucked out of me," I warned, my eyes still closed.

I felt Rose's stomach move as she giggled. "I look forward to it… old man!"

Oh, fuck. Her ass was going to be a brilliant shade of red by the time I was done with her.

Pearly is amazing, as are all of you! I'm so glad you like, dare I even say, love this story.