《Love Agreement With The King》Chapter 181 - Don’t Provoke Me
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[smut alert, don't read if uncomfortable]
John felt Roselyn's booty brushing and wiggling against his member as she pretended she was trying to change the position into a more comfortable one.
That little shook was enough to awaken John's hardness and with it his deepest mischievous desires and fantasies.
"Oh, Rose!" He said messaging his forehead and squeezing his eyes he seemed almost irritated.
Roselyn suffocated the laugh and closed her eyes not moving anymore and pretending to be asleep. But John wasn't easy to fool at all, he placed his hand over Roselyn's hips and pushed her closer against his hardness.
Roselyn opened her eyes at the touch of how big he was and when John moved and snuggled to quietly knock over her back Roselyn felt a presence trying to slip inside her buttocks.
She felt like turning around but suddenly her curiosity didn't let her and she remained frozen when John sagged slightly closer to her pushing her nearer.
"Do you like what you feel?" He whispered and Roselyn felt her cheeks heat, luckily he couldn't see her since she was turned around.
She swallowed down when his hand traced down toward her intimacy. He folded two fingers as he reached her vertical clit hood and Roselyn couldn't refrain herself from jointing slightly and moaning out exposing her attempt to pretend she was asleep.
John smiled, "something tells me you like this." He whispered near to her ear, the air that he breathed over Roselyn's ear sent shivers all over her back and as his fingers reached her entrance she could feel her intimacy pulsing and wettening.
"I do." Roselyn breathed out, then she heard John's heavy footsteps trampling on the marble floor but before she could turn around to check he was already lying back on the bed.
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Suddenly she felt his experienced fingers massaging a very fresh cream inside her entrance from behind. He budged her buttocks slightly afar as he grabbed her ass.
Roselyn could feel relaxed and decided to allow herself to have a new experience.
"You're so beautiful."
John murmured as he removed the sheets they had over their legs and he grabbed Roselyn's hips and positioned her on a vertical position in front of him.
John licked his lips as he kept massaging Roselyn's buttocks from the bottom up to allow him to see through and expose Roselyn's intimacy.
He pulled her neck down to the bed as he slightly slipped his thumb inside the new hole still unexplored and Roselyn had to bite the inner of her cheek not to whimper in pleasure.
Weirdly enough it felt so good, he slipped it deeper in circular motions and Roselyn unconscious began to move her hips following his motion.
John then began to message with his free hand toward her stomach and slipped his fingers through her intimacy. It was pulsing so intensely that she could feel the echo through her thighs. She was already so wet. He removed the finger from her butthole and slightly entered in her with his glans. He gently pressed inside her hole thanks to the lubrification it slipped inside without too much effort.
John kept grabbing and massaging Roselyn's buttocks as he kept those stretched enough to allow him a full sight as he slipped a bit deeper. Roselyn felt a slight pain and she squeezed her eyes to try to bear the pain.
He began to thrust his corpus deeper slipping inside out. Roselyn clenched her teeth as the burning sensation was slightly increasing. John began to tease her intimacy against massaging her clitoris and slightly pinching it with his fingers before introducing two fingers inside her entrance. Roselyn moaned out, and suddenly her pain began to fade away.
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Roselyn pushed her head over the bed's sheet to refuse another imminent moan as he slipped inside a bit more.
Roselyn began to move her knees and Hips unconsciously as his hands went to move and cup her breast. Her nipples were hard to the touch.
"Do you like it, Rose?" He asked once again waiting for an answer as he kept thrusting. Roselyn unconsciously contracted her stomach inside and she breathed out, "I do."
His hand went to place over Roselyn's shoulders to kept her in a 90 degrees position as he thrust his corpus even deeper. The motion of her hips joined his movements in a slow dance.
"Let me hear how much you like it." He said as his fingers went back to tease and massage Roselyn's intimate clit and then draw circles around the folds. She couldn't swallow the whimpers of pleasure anymore and she moaned out.
"Louder, Rose." He inquired with a mischievous tone of voice as his fingers kept sinking through her wetness and then collapsing inside her entrance.
Did he want his father to catch them?
She moaned out once again, "Oh... John... I do ..". Few hair strands fell over her hips and he pulled her hair into a ponytail not to get his work hampered as he kept thrusting.
Roselyn felt invaded in pleasure as she couldn't take it anymore. The pleasure was completely gone and all she could feel was strokes of pleasure.
"Oh … my.." was all that could escape from her lips in between her quickened breathes and whimpers.
John slipped out and Roselyn came when a thrill of pleasure filled her body and a relaxing of nerves followed.
John came right after and Roselyn fell onto the bed worn out like if she ran a marathon.
"Oh my!" She exclaimed, her breath was still fatigued although she tried to take a long breath to calm down.
"I can't resist provocations, Rose. You should know." He said smirking as he rolled his body toward Roselyn's direction. He didn't seem as fatigued as her and she wondered if he was able to do it all night.
"So be careful next time you provoke me, Rose." He said, but his voice didn't sound like a threat more like a challenge. He smiled at her before kissing Roselyn's cheek as he pulled his fingers over Roselyn's hair that fell like a cascade over the pillow.
"I will remember." She replied with his identical tone of voice as she leaned her head over his shoulder.
Suddenly the lady felt sleepy and in few seconds right after she turned around, she fell asleep assuming her usual curled up to the side position.
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