《Love Agreement With The King》Chapter 232 - Without You
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[smut, don't read if uncomfortable.]
"Are you more relaxed now?" John asked smirking and Roselyn nodded yes as she was still wheezing.
He blew the candle turning it off and then he placed those over the bedside table. He kissed Roselyn's stomach having her arch her back, the more he slowed down the kisses' stroke the more Roselyn's breath was shortening and shivers ran through all her abdomen.
He removed his pants and entered in her with a hard thrust that made Roselyn moan at his thrust, after the message her body was more relaxed than usual and her intimacy was allowing a bigger entrance for having gotten in the mood early. Goosebumps formed around her legs as climbed closer to her to keep thrusting. Roselyn opened her legs spreader as she moaned once again.
John hold onto her knees to keep thrusting as Roselyn bent her head to the side and her breath accelerated almost as fast as her heartbeat.
"Oh my..." Roselyn moaned out louder as she could feel his member hitting her g spot multiple times and at each thrust, it was impossible to contain the moans. She painted when his rhythm increased a lot and all Roselyn could feel were intense pleasuring strokes all around her core.
She clenched against the bed's sheet whimpering and tilting her head to the side as she tried to keep up her hips rhythm with John's rhythm. She could feel the oil of the candles only intensifying each orgasm Roselyn released and making it impossible to contain anymore.
"It's amazing," Roselyn said in between the breaths, John was so hard and mighty inside her but that time Roselyn felt him have more space to thrust in since Roselyn's was more stretched than the usual due to the previous foreplay.
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John thrust more intensely and speeded more as Roselyn could feel the usual noise of air release that always made her feel shy and embarrassed at the same time but that only proved as good John was at his work and how much Roselyn was enjoying it.
"Would you like to hear something sweet now?" John said, his voice was a bit fatigued for the continuous thrusts and Roselyn didn't understand if his tone of voice was joking or he was serious. She decided to reply in monosyllabic "yes..." as she kept wheezing as John's thrusts continued in a fast movement.
Roselyn's breath synchronized with John's grunts and heavy breaths filled the room with passion. Even their sweat over their body was making them shine in that heavenly sensation.
Roselyn never felt better before, how could that feel so good?
"I love you, more than anything in the entire world." He said as he thrust harder and tried to lower down his breath so that she would hear his voice.
"I was serious about earlier." He gripped over her hair as he leaned his head toward Roselyn's breast to start kissing there passionately and in desire.
If Roselyn could control herself and would manage to breathe slowly she would ask for more but her heartbeat was beating so accelerated and her breath was so shortened and intense she doubted she could say anything. John placed his hands over her knees and hold onto those to thrust deeper in modulated strong thrusts making Roselyn roll her eyes in pleasure.
"I would die without you, I would be lost, Rose," John said still inside her and stopping the thrusts only to stare at her in the eyes as he confessed his feelings. Roselyn smiled unconsciously as her eyes sparkled in joy.
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"What's the point of living an immortal life if it's not with the person you truly love? I don't want a life without you." John said as he kept staring at her slowing down his thrusts to allow Roselyn to slow down her breaths too. He was thrusting gently not to break the atmosphere as they gazed at each other with eyes filled with love. John's pupil was even dilatated and his love was transparent behind his surface. If eyes could speak they would confess true feelings of love.
"I love you so much," John said, and even if it wasn't the first time he said those magical words Roselyn felt like it was the first time he confessed to her his real feelings.
Roselyn leaned closer to him to kiss him and she murmured "I love you too. I don't imagine my life without you either."
John began to thrust once again this time faster and deeper hitting multiple times Roselyn's g spot.
John didn't stop looking at Rose straight in her eyes as their bodies began to move synchronically together. Their skin was sticky for both swear and the oil Roselyn still had on her body, the room still smelled like vanilla and it looked like they moved into a new dimension.
He kept thrusting more intensely and fastly that all of a sudden Roselyn felt her knees beginning to shake and her fingertips being tingling which only meant one thing, she was closer to reach her climax.
John took the last groans and the last thrusts as he come inside her without not bothering to exit since he wanted to have a future with her. All of a sudden he could see and wish for a family for the first time in his life.
Roselyn took the last moan and stared at him slip outside her as he managed to regain his breath.
He didn't stop staring at her for an instant and the way he looked at her was making her feel burning in passion, his gaze so intense that Roselyn could barely bear it. In that exact second, she realized she didn't have to worry about any other woman in the entire world because the way he looked at her was completely different from the way he looked at others.. In that little fraction of a second as he curved his lips up Roselyn felt alive, she felt beautiful and like if he could see her as the best version of herself.
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