R-18 WARNING THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS MATERIAL
WHICH SOME READERS MAY FIND OFFENSIVE,
THE STORY HAS {GRAPHIC SEX SCENES}, NO RAPE
READER DISCRETION IS HIGHLY ADVISED
Christopher's manhood was already thick and engorged, with Rose trapped between him and the dresser. However, he grew harder as she ground her ass into him while he pushed his fingers deeper into her core.
"Rose…" He hissed hoarsely. Her body wriggled against his erection. The movements of her hips drove him mad.
He nipped her ear between his teeth and reached around her chest to grip her flawless breast, tugging Rose closer to him. While the other hand continued to work on her clit. Making Rose writhe in ecstasy.
"I have an idea, my Love. Why don't we show each other what we desire instead? Isn't that where this is ultimately heading?"
