The Bright Side

Five - Release

Rosalie

Dylan crashed his lips onto mine the moment we finished discussing the rules. His tongue immediately began to explore all the crevices in my mouth. He tasted like mint. Grabbing me by the waist on both sides, he lifted me up onto his lap. His smooth, hard chest pressed against my breasts as his hands began traveling under my camisole. His hands could easily hold the entirety of my waist as he slowly trailed them up to my breasts.

My hands knotted in his hair, pulling him closer and deepening the kiss. It was now more urgent and full of desire. He wanted this just as badly as I did. His hands cupped my tits, squeezing and kneading them and he pulled away from my mouth, trailing kisses across my neck.

Finally, he rolled me over onto the bed and got on top. He traced his mouth from my neck all the way down to my chest until the camisole blocked him. He pulled it off and threw it on the floor. I stared at him in anticipation. His erection was visible under his shorts and pressed against my pelvis. I lifted my ass up in an attempt to grind against him. He dove his face into my large mounds, sucking and pinching my nipples. I moaned in pleasure and felt his hard dick against my clit. My core throbbed as his body rubbed against mine.

He pulled my shorts off and only the thin fabric of my panties remained between me and his dick. He grabbed both my nipples between his fingers, pinching and pulling at them. Waves of pleasure coursed through me. His mouth placed kisses across my stomach moving south and stopping at my panties. He licked my stomach all the way back to my tits, while he continued the slow torture of my nipples with his hands. My panties were coated in my juices by then and I just wanted something to relieve the pressure built up inside me.

As if listening to my silent demands, Dylan finally slid two finger inside my panties. Spreading my lower lips apart, he started rubbing circles onto my clit. The feeling hit me like a truck, spreading all over my body.

"Oh, God," I almost screamed as he started going faster.

"Not God. Dylan," he whispered in my ear. I could feel his lips curved into a smirk against my neck.

"Douchebag," I managed to speak out, my voice coming out a whisper.

He chuckled lightly and pinched my clit. I felt myself reach the edge and I was unable to make out the sound that escaped my mouth in that instant. Instead of letting me reach my high, he pulled his fingers out.

"No, Dylan. Please," I begged, lifting my ass up as I tried to feel some pressure against my pulsating core.

"Not so fast," he smirked and pulled my panties off, quickly followed by his shorts. His big, hard cock snapped out and stared at me. I grabbed it in my hand and rubbed it back and forth, slowly. I wanted it inside me so badly.

"Fuck, Rose," he growled and pulled my hand away. He settled himself between my legs after pulling them apart.

"Are you on birth control," he asked before he filled me up. I shook my head no. I had stopped taking it when we got married. There was no need. He groaned and leaned over to reach for the drawer on his nightstand. He pulled out a condom and put it on.

Immediately, he slammed into me sending shivers of pleasure through every single muscle. Sounds that I have never heard before left my mouth as I felt my pleasure build. In an instant, my walls convulsed around him. I could feel my toes curl and back arch as I came undone underneath him.

Not even getting a moment to catch my breath, I felt the tightness between my legs formulate once again as Dylan continued to thrust into me, harder and faster. His mouth sucked and bit my neck as he trailed down to my breasts, sucking and kneading them once again. The sensations all over my body were overwhelming. I screamed out his name which only made him fill me up deeper and harder.

I took my own hand down low and began rubbing my clit. My orgasm built once again as he went on, slamming into me over and over again. The room reverberated with the sounds of our moans. My nails dug into his back, no doubt, scratching it all over but he didn't stop. He kept going until I crashed under him, every fibre of my body convulsing with pleasure. I don't know how long it lasted but I could swear my soul escaped and then returned back to my body as I came. A few seconds later, Dylan finished as well and we both landed back on the bed, panting.

I heard the sound of the condom landing in the trash can as Dylan fell back down on the bed with a thud.

"Fuck, that was amazing," I said while trying to catch my breath. "I came twice."

He didn't respond as he was too busy trying to steady his own breathing but I saw his lips curl up into a smile. After finally returning to my senses, I got up and put on my clothes.

"Alright, see you around," I said and made my way to my room.

I turned off the lights and crashed onto my bed, finally satisfied, and immediately fell into a deep, peaceful slumber.