Urn For Me by Winter Travers

Author:Winter Travers
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: rom com, romantic, romantic comedy, funny, romance, funny romance, new adult, new adult romance
Publisher: Winter Travers
Published: 2024-04-29T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

Rocco

I could hardly believe it, but we were fucking in the kitchen of the funeral home. I was never going to be able to come in here without thinking of Dorothy moaning my name and coming inside of her.

Dorothy sat bare-assed on the table, her legs wrapped around me, her voice filled with desire as she begged me to fuck her harder.

Who was I to tell her no? I thrust into her with all of the intensity I could muster. It was as if fucking was the only thing that mattered, the only thing that kept us alive in that moment.

“Harder,” Dorothy cried out, her voice echoing off the walls of the kitchen. “Fuck me harder!”

I didn’t need to be told twice. I doubled my efforts, slamming into her with reckless abandon, each thrust driving us both closer to the edge of ecstasy.

God damn, but her pussy felt like heaven wrapped around my cock. It was like nothing I had ever experienced before, a sensation so intense that it threatened to overwhelm me.

“Yes, yes,” Dorothy chanted breathlessly, her words fueling my desire even further. “I’m so close.”

I reached around her, grabbed a handful of her hair, and wrenched her head back, exposing her neck to my hungry lips. I kissed her passionately, our tongues dancing together in a frantic, desperate rhythm, as her pussy clenched around me, milking my dick for all it was worth.

And then it happened. With one final, powerful thrust, I felt myself explode inside her, my release washing over me like a tidal wave. Dorothy sucked on my bottom lip, her nails digging into my back as she rode out her own climax, and for a moment, it felt like the entire world had faded away, leaving only the two of us.

We clung to each other, our bodies still trembling with aftershocks, our breathing labored as we slowly came back down to earth, wrapped in each other’s arms.

We helped each other dress, the intimacy of the moment lingering in the air as Dorothy shimmied her panties on while I pulled my pants up, my dick still at half-mast.

“Looks like you might not be done,” she smirked, her eyes flickering to my crotch.

“That would be your fault. My dick got a taste for your pussy, and now it can’t get enough,” I replied with a grin, my fingers fumbling with the button of my jeans.

She straightened her shirt and pulled on her pants, her movements graceful and confident. “I mean, that doesn’t sound like a bad problem to me,” she teased, a playful glint in her eyes.

I shook my head, a smile tugged at the corners of my lips, as I grabbed my shirt off the top of the fridge. “Anything that involves you is not a problem, babe,” I assured her, my voice soft but sincere.

Dorothy smiled, her eyes sparkling with affection, as she finished getting dressed. “I talked to Imogen earlier,” she said, her tone turning more serious.

“Yeah?” I replied, my curiosity piqued.

Dorothy nodded, her fingers absently running through her hair.

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