Chapter 9 Nine

"Why don't I take this off this dress, my darling?" David said as he looms on top of her.

"Hmm, go on, do as you wish," Rose hummed wearily as he proceeds to help out her in tossing out her cloths and her footings.

"Why don't I take a bath first," she said abruptly, placing her hands on his broad chest as she was completely denuded in his pure sights.

"No baby, there's no need for that," David groans with his lips aiming for her neck.

That was obviously her dangerous point and no doubt about that, Rose was helplessly moaning and whimpering aloud. The sensation was too much for her to bear and she could feel butterflies whisking in her stomach.

"Da...david!" A grunt evaded her mouth the instant he dives his heated finger into her honeypot, he didn't bother to alert her about that.

His fingers were working vigorously in her honeypot, energizing it to make cute sounds outta it as his finger dances in and out. She was damn moist down there and juicer.

"D-deeper!" She commands of which he fulfills like the obedient fellow he is to her.

David dark eyes were gazing lustfully on the whimpering woman underneath him, the sole woman he has come to cherish all his life. And he has planned it all out, to make her his. Originally, he was barely a few step away and that was... disclosing her to his family and proposing to her openly to the world.

On norms, it was meant to be a public show off but nah, his marriage and relationship was gonna be a slight private to him and his family. No one else is allowed to chip in, he had his genuine reasons.

Even Rose hasn't learned about his solitary motives, his affluent family or who he personally was. He hid it all from her and he isn't ready yet to reveal himself to her and he won't do so anytime soon. Perhaps, he would but it's just a matter of time.

For now, he's specifically that caring and affectionate boyfriend to her. At a few times, when he proposes to assist her in few extents, it hurts him bitterly when Rose says the gigantic word "NO"

She's kind of feeling empathy for him and doesn't want to bother him with her issues. Nonetheless, aside that, she's a self-reliant woman who loves to toil things out her own way. A naturally go-getter she was.

"Baby, I love you," David reminisces countless of times as he moves down gradually to her honey hole to curry up the favor of the dribbling of her relishing juices.

The window in the room were bare opened as it sends it's warming yet cold breezes into the room as the transparent white curtains glides gently, it seemed as if it would rain any moment; rambunctious thudering and growling of the angered clouds could be heard.

"Agh! Fuck!" Rose cringes instead in immense pleasure, scooping her fingers in his twirly hair as if exploring for a misplaced diamond.

"David make this the best!" She cried in ecstasy.

Surely, she's acknowledging every bit of David's move on her but she rigorously wanted more; she literally doesn't know what she want but she fucking yearned for more of him.

"Yes baby," David evacuated her honey hole as he pull up to her and slammed his lips on her.

Carving tongues wriggling in and out as their delicious lips nibbled against each other, they were practically eating each other faces.

David's makes slurring sounds in her mouth as if receiving a taste of the most luscious grub in the entire world. But of course, he's inevitably receiving it through his lady love - Rose.

"Oh my God, darling, your so sweet," he lets out a groan which specifically came out like a loud moan.

This young lady underneath him is laying him on a burning fire, a heating fire he wouldn't mind if he gets burnt, he would even gladly let himself get burnt.

"You will be the death of me," he said, cracking the kiss and Rose chuckled at his joke.

"If you don't want me to be your death then thrust inside me, I'm already wet for you honey," she mutters with her passionate eyes at him as they vigorously proceeded with the intense kissing.

The bed they laid on made a few squeaks as they toss on each other, David eventually getting top of her again as his hands were everywhere.

Rose could feel his mighty dick stroking her opening, her juices voluntarily gushes out on imagining the huge tool sailing into her tonight. Conceivably, he'd be the death of her and not her to him.

Momentarily, David quits the kiss to capture her right nipple in his mouth, sucking it vigorously as if wanting to produce something out it while his other available hand explores her breast valley down to her other free boob to massage it romantically.

"That's it baby!" Rose utters, it was severe at first but it resurfaces as a pure pleasure.

"You sure know how to treat a woman!" She compliments further as she felt his smirking lips on her breast.

David either say a word of reply to her, Rose assumed the silly smirk was an acknowledgment to her disclosure.

Zipping of lightning cracks boisterously, the transparent curtains violently glides as a result of the chaotic wind bursting into the room. Nevertheless, their heart shudders excitedly on the frosty chills.

"Mhmm!" Rose grunted, lifting her back from the bed texture the quite minute she felt David's erection descending gradually to her honey hole.

Finally, just exactly what she wanted. His mighty, specifically like she names it eventually propelling into her.

"Babe!" David moan-grunted, his eyes never leaving Rose who's eyes were closed tightly.

Rose changed course her hands around her his neck, fencing him into herself as if her boyfriend would run away while he constantly teases her wet cunt with his erection crown.

"Just go in already!"

Rose screams out in demands not minding if her voice resounds to the outside world, she doesn't care if anyone was close by or not; she just wanna get laid.

"Shit!" She hissed in euphoria, this man certainly know how to make her beg for more.

"Oh, baby! Fuck!" David growls, her honeypot was just too tight to penetrate into.

"Look at me!" He orders and Rose's snapped her eyes open, their illuminated eyes locking as they copulated contentiously on the tremendous king-sized bed.

A wild gasp ran out of Rose's lips as a disorderly thunder clap erupted, drizzling of rains could be heard slamming the roofings of the building. A cold harsh wind gusts into the room it sent its coolness to their skin coatings.

Rose and David were mindless as they were drove into the memorable realm of pleasure and sexual satisfaction, their souls and bodies bonded together.