Chapter 46 — Com For Me, Rosie
1352 Words
I strolled forward, noticing the buds tucked into his ears.
I stepped closer, getting into his line of sight.
He jolted slightly in surprise, then turned the treadmill off before pulling the buds from his ear.
I muted mum.
“Hey handsome,” I teased, my gaze roaming over his body shamelessly.
He raised a brow but didn't comment.
Just as he reached for the phone, I pulled it back and unmuted mum.
“Mum, can I call you back in a few?” I said, eyes locked on Henry.
“Seriously? Henry said the same thing the last time. Is everything alright, Rosie?”
“Yeah… I'll relay your message to him as soon as possible, something else just caught my attention.”
She huffed, muttering a quiet ‘alright’ before the line went dead.
“Now that the elephant in the room has been addressed—”
“No, Rosie.” Henry deadpanned, stepping down from the mill.
“Come on, Henry.” I whined, following after him as he headed out of the gym.
“I said, no.”
I blocked his path, causing him to stop.
“You haven't touched me in weeks…” I muttered, stepping closer to him.
“You said no s*x and I agreed. So why won't you touch me?”
He groaned, rubbing his palm over his face.
“I don't know, Rosie… I just feel like all this is a bad idea—”
I pressed my body flush against him, grateful for the fact that I wasn't wearing a bra.
He sucked in a harsh breath, eyes hard.
“Do I have to start failing my grades again to have you touch me?” I said, voice low as I traced a finger down his body.
“Rosie—”
“Please, Henry…” I begged, staring deep into his eyes. “I need you.”
Whatever restraint he had at that moment—
Snapped.
Thick arms heaved me up.
I flailed for only a moment before wrapping my arms around his neck.
My heart raced in anticipation as Henry's strides carried us to his bedroom.
Once in, he placed me on his desk.
Then rested his forehead against mine, eyes closed.
“You do know you can be very convincing when you wish to be, Miss Alphonse.”
His eyes fluttered open, gazing at me softly.
I smirked, curling my fingers into his hair.
“You alone bring out that side of me, Mr Gareth.”
He smiled, then stepped back—taking his warmth with him.
“I take it you aren't wearing any panties,” he said.
“Guilty,” I replied, with a wink.
His gaze dropped briefly before returning to mine.
“Take off your shorts.”
I did as he said, sliding the shorts down my legs… while his eyes followed the movement.
“Spread.”
I did, gaze locked on him.
“f**k, Rosie. You're wet.” Henry groaned, stepping closer.
“Only for you, Daddy.” I whispered, just as his hands gripped my thighs.
He grunted, trailing his fingers from my thighs.
I leaned closer to him, desperate for his touch.
“Patience, sweetheart…” Henry said, keeping me in place.
“Touch me already, will you?” I whined.
His movements froze, inches away from where I wanted him to be.
He clicked his tongue in annoyance.
“I do not like that attitude of yours, Rosie.”
I scoffed.
“Are you going to touch me or not, Henry?”
He raised a brow, lips curled into a tiny smile.
“Fine then, I'll do it myself…” I drawled, brushing my hands over his before reaching my c**t.
He licked his lips, eyes squinted with interest.
I smirked, sliding a finger into my p***y.
“You're welcome to watch, by the way.”
He pulled back a fraction.
And just as I started moving my finger—
“Wait.”
I paused, gaze following him as he pulled a seat directly in front of me, then sat down.
“Continue.”
Sexy bastard.
I didn't wait for a second invitation, I did as he said.
“f**k…” I moaned, eyes closed as I slid a finger in and out.
Fast.
“Slow, Rosie.”
“What?” I paused, opening my eyes.
“A plane doesn't start its ascent immediately, Rosie. It requires stages.”
“What the f**k does a plane have to do with this?” I ground out.
“Unless you do not want me watching, you'll do as I say. Slow.”
I gritted my teeth, but complied anyway.
In and out.
At a slower pace.
And although it was a maddening pace to go, I didn't mind.
Why?
Because Henry was watching me, with full concentration.
How do I know that?
Well, his phone was currently buzzing and he didn't even seem to notice.
“Oh God…” I groaned, as I kept on fingering and rubbing myself.
“Fast.”
I obeyed, as more moisture slicked out my p***y, coating the desk below my ass.
“Add another finger.”
I did.
The sudden intrusion caused me to snap my eyes shut as pleasure zipped through my body.
“Open your eyes, Rosie.”
They snapped open immediately.
Good Lord.
My body trembled, as my gaze landed on Henry stroking himself through his trousers.
My other hand cupped my breast, kneading the soft flesh.
Henry groaned, gaze locked on the action as he continued rubbing his length.
Fuck, I wanted him inside of me so bad.
“Henry…”
“Faster, Rosie.” He ordered.
My fingers moved faster, alongside Henry's hand on his c**k.
Sweet Jesus.
I rolled the n****e between my fingers then pinched it.
A sharp zing shot through my body.
Monetarily blurring my vision.
“Eyes on me, Rosie.”
Shit.
I focused on him again.
Molten desire slicked out of my p***y at the expression on his face.
Henry wanted me.
“Henry…” I moaned, as I felt the pressure building inside of me.
“I need to-I need…”
I pumped faster.
My walls clenched around me, signaling my approaching release.
Suddenly—
Henry stood up and walked towards me.
“What—”
He pulled me forward before slamming his fingers inside of me.
Three fingers.
Three thick fingers.
My mouth formed an ‘O’ at the sudden intrusion. I gripped his arm as he began ramming into me without mercy.
“Oh-oh… my Go-od…”
I was seeing stars.
His fingers curled deeper, touching a spot that had me buckling.
The desk shook beneath me.
My legs suspended midair ached badly.
And still…
I wasn't satisfied.
“Please, Henry…”
He pulled out, slamming two fingers back inside of me while the other rubbed my c**t.
Oh God.
I snapped my eyes shut as white spots clouded my vision.
So close.
“Give me your eyes, Rosie.” Henry ground out, voice tight.
“I-I can-n’t… going to c*m—”
“Rosie!” Henry thundered, fingers touching that same spot that had my legs shaking.
My eyes shot open.
Wide.
“If they close, I stop. Understood?”
I nodded sharply.
Fingers tightening around his arm.
His fingers pulled out briefly, then back in.
Twisting.
Curling.
Going deeper.
Harder.
Then I felt that coil deep in my belly again.
So close.
His free hand moved to my breast.
He pinched a n****e, causing me to jolt.
Then the other.
Almost there…
He kissed my cheek, his lips drifting to my ear.
Then he whispered—
“Rosie?”
“Ye-yes Daddy.” I stuttered, voice hoarse.
“c*m for me.”
And I did.
“Fu-uuk!” I screamed as my orgasm tore through me like a tsunami.
And as much as I wanted to close my eyes and bask in the bliss of my release—
I couldn't.
Why?
Because Henry was staring at me, with an intensity that made my heart ache, and my body crave him all over again.
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