[Rosie's POV]
Just as the last waves of my climax were fading, he pulled out, his cock glistening with my arousal, the tip flushed dark with need.
I whined at the loss, my body still trembling, my pussy aching to be filled again.
I stroked himself once, twice, his eyes locked on mine as he growled, "Not yet."
Before she could process what that meant, his hand was on my hip, flipping me onto my stomach.
The cold granite pressed against my chest, my ass in the air, exposed and vulnerable.
His fingers trailed down my spine, over the curve of my ass, before one pressed against my tight, untouched hole.
I tensed, a whimper escaping my lips.
"Shh," he murmured, his voice dark and soothing.
"Just relax for me, baby." His finger circled my entrance, the pressure light at first, teasing.
I could feel how wet I was, her arousal dripping down my thighs, and when he finally pushed inside, it was with a slow, steady pressure that made me gasp.
