Free Roses are Red by Jasmine Hill

body slowly slide down his, delineating the hard contours of his physique until her feet touched the ground.
    “I want you out of that gorgeous dress now.” He slipped the straps off her shoulders and unfastened the low zip at the back until the gown dropped and pooled at her feet. She stepped out of it so that she was standing in front of him, wearing nothing but her lace panties and heels.
    His eyes burnt bright with lust as he drank her in with his gaze. “Damn, baby, you are so hot.”
    He kept his attention trained on her and quickly divested himself of his shoes, socks and tux until he was gloriously naked.
    Lucy’s breath caught and her gaze travelled over his hard, muscular body. He oozed powerful virility with his perfect physique and his engorged cock that bobbed and strained against his abdomen. The knowledge that she made him so hot and aroused had her nipples straining and her pussy wet with desire.
    He reached down, grasped his erection and pumped his fist up and down.
    “Get on the bed, baby,” he ordered. “Lean against the headboard, bend your knees and spread your legs.”
    Lucy scrambled to do his bidding, her breathing short and sharp with anticipation. She pulled her legs up and opened her thighs wide. She should have felt embarrassed by her exposed, vulnerable position, but she didn’t. Rhett’s obvious desire and his hungry gaze filled her with a sexual confidence that she had never felt before and gave her a heady, womanly power that had her trembling with wanton lust.
    He remained standing by the bed, slowly and deliberately stroking himself.
    “I can see how much you want me, Lucy. Your beautiful pussy lips are dripping with your desire.”
    She whimpered at his erotic words. She wanted his thick cock inside her and his teasing was driving her insane. “Please, Rhett,” she begged.
    “You’re mine, do you understand?”
    “Yes,” she gasped.
    “Say it. Tell me that you belong to me.”
    Her eyes were fixed on his thick member and his pumping hand. “I’m yours. Please, I need you inside me.”
    Rhett smiled triumphantly and moved towards her. He ripped a foil packet open and quickly rolled a condom down his impressive girth.
    “Your wish is my command, my lady.”
    He climbed onto the bed, lowered himself between her legs and swept his tongue along her opening in a long, steady stroke. His touch sent a sharp quiver of pleasure straight to her throbbing womb, and she bucked her hips to drive his tongue deeper.
    “This is going to be hard and fast, baby,” he rasped. Rearing up, he grasped her ankles and pulled her down the bed. Keeping her legs wide and forcing her knees against her chest, he slammed into her.
    They groaned in unison as he buried himself balls deep inside her and started a punishing, pounding rhythm. He pulled back and thrust into her again and again. She felt his heavy balls slap against her arse cheeks each time he drove into her. She pumped her hips desperately, meeting his frantic pace, and flung her arms around his powerful shoulders. The hard ridges of his defined muscles contracted and rippled beneath her hands. His breath was hot and ragged in her ear and the tendons in his neck bulged with his effort to control his release.
    She felt the internal pressure start to build, a slow gathering of quivering sensations deep inside her as his driving cock hit her achy neediness square on.
    “Come for me. Quickly,” he growled, twisting his hips against her.
    His words had the desired effect and, like a dam unleashed, her insides erupted into a frenzy of tremors and quakes as waves of pleasure crashed through her.
    “Thank fuck,” he groaned, pounding into her twice more and crying out his own release.
    They lay still for a moment, waiting for their breathing to normalise. Rhett rolled off her and onto his back then quickly removed the condom.
    Lucy was vaguely aware of him fumbling for something on the bedside table. Her eyes were closed and a lovely,