Chapter 56 — Feel Good
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My back met with the soft mattress, then my eyes locked on Henry's hungry gaze.
God, I wanted this man.
I wanted him with every fiber of my being.
I wanted him inside of me, around me—
Clouding my damned senses.
Fuck want… I needed him.
Like a martyr dying of thirst.
That was how bad I needed him.
“Hen—”
“I intended to ravish you after you finished eating.”
My lips parted slightly, eyes wide in surprise.
“Really?”
He hummed softly, thumb brushing against my bottom lip.
My heart skipped a beat.
“Well… you can ravish me again after my meal, right?”
He smiled.
“That I can do.”
With that, his lips slammed against mine.
I moaned, wrapping my arms tighter around his neck.
His body pressed against mine, granting me a feel of his hard c**k.
He pulled away from me before his lips latched onto my neck.
I mewled, arching back to give him more access.
His fingers hooked onto the strap of my singlet, bringing it down—just as his tongue trailed lower too.
My n*****s hardened, accompanied by my arousal dripping down my thighs.
“Henry…”
He pulled my singlet down in one swift motion, then his mouth and fingers came down on my awaiting mounds in the next.
While his tongue suckled on my left breast, his fingers twirled the right deftly.
“Please…”
I tried rubbing my thighs together in search of friction, but his body between my legs wouldn't allow it.
“f**k… Henry.”
My toes curled tightly.
Henry's lips moved south, trailing over my stomach then stopping below my navel.
My eyes fluttered open, staring at him, only to find that—
He was already staring at me.
His fingers slowly pulled my shorts down.
My breath came out in heavy pants, eyes still locked on his.
His gaze trailed down my bare legs, causing me to blush scarlet.
“You're not wearing any panties,” Henry said huskily.
“I… uh”
“Bend your legs, Rosie.”
I did without question.
His fingers brushed over my c**t and I bucked slightly.
“f**k, Rosie… you're wet.” Henry murmured, his breath fanning against my waiting p***y.
“Please, Henry…”
He didn't let me beg for long.
His tongue flicked over my c**t, a sharp sizzle rushed through my body.
I gasped, fingers tangling deeper into his hair.
My back arched up the mattress.
Then his hands wrapped around my thighs and pulled me closer.
And for the next few minutes, Henry ravished me.
His mouth stayed hot on my c**t.
Sucking.
Licking.
“Ohh God…”
I rolled my n****e with one hand, while the other fisted his hair.
He pulled me closer, then placed my legs on his shoulders.
Two thick fingers began moving inside of me.
Fast.
“f**k…” I screamed, legs shaking.
He didn't slow down.
His tongue suckled on my c**t, while his fingers pumped inside of me.
He hit a spot inside of me that had my eyes rolling to the back.
White spots danced behind my lids.
That familiar tightening curled low in my belly.
“He-henry… I ne…”
He subtly bit my c**t and unfamiliar sparks danced around my body.
Unfamiliar because it was something I'd never experienced before.
“Fu… plea…”
What the f**k was I even saying—
So close…
Just a few more…
He bit my c**t again and that was all it took to drive me over the edge.
For a few minutes, I lay there with uneven breathing while staring at the ceiling.
Henry dropped my legs back on the bed, then he climbed off.
I let him do his thing, while I gathered my thoughts.
After a while, he climbed back into bed.
I moved close to him, feigning tiredness.
Of course, I was tired, but I wanted to do something else.
My fingers trailed down his bare chest.
Lower.
Lower.
“Rosie.” Henry grunted out, stopping the movement of my hand.
“Let me relieve you too, Henry.”
“I'm fine—”
“You're not fine.” I bit out, sitting up.
“Does this look fine to you?”
I said, pointing at his hard d**k.
He rolled his eyes, then pulled me back to his chest.
“Sleep, Rosie. My hard-on is none of your concern.”
“So why's mine your business?”
“As the adult. I'm meant to take care of you.”
“But I want to make you feel good too,” I whined.
“I've told you, Rosie. It's none of your business. Now sleep.”
I pushed off of him, climbing down from the bed.
“Where are you going, Rosie?” Henry groaned.
I slipped on my shorts and shirt.
“Come back here, Rosie.”
I grabbed my panties and headed for the door.
“Rosie.”
I pulled the door open and stepped out.
Only to be hauled up on a sturdy shoulder in the next minute.
“Let go of me, Henry.”
“Sure.”
He threw me on the bed, then crawled up.
I tried to get up.
Instead—
He pressed his lower body against mine while one of his hands wrapped around both my wrists.
Trapping all of my movements.
“Is this how we're going to do it?” I asked in a challenging tone.
He raised a brow in question.
I wrapped my legs around him, bringing his hard c**k flush against me.
Curse the stupid jeans I just wore.
“Do you always have to be so stubborn?” Henry grunted.
“Let me help, Henry.”
“No, Rosie.”
“Why can't I make you feel good when you do the same for me?”
“You know why, Rosie.”
“Please…” I begged, staring deep into his eyes.
“I… I want to feel you too, Henry.”
He groaned, rubbing himself against me.
“Let me pleasure you too.”
For a moment, we both stayed there.
Staring at each other.
His eyes roamed over my face, expression torn between giving in and backing out.
“Rosie—”
“Please…”
“Fuck.” Henry hissed, then pulled away from me to the floor.
I stepped down from the bed on shaky knees.
“Henry—”
“On your knees.”
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