ROSE

Sean carried me into the apartment, hands palming my ass. He kicked the door closed, locking it with one hand while the other secured my weight against him. My soul felt ready to levitate out of my body with the way he nibbled and sucked at the sensitive skin behind my ear. It had been so difficult not to touch him, feel him, or kiss him during our ride back.

He walked us into the bathroom, teeth scraping along my collar bone in the most hypnotizing way. Maybe I needed therapy for whatever I had going on in my life. Maybe I needed a coping mechanism, something to help me get through each day and the trials that kept being thrown at me. Or, maybe I just needed him. Maybe I just needed his hands to remind me what being touched by someone who loved me felt like. Maybe I just needed the soft caress of his lips to kiss away my emotional bruises. Maybe I just needed his scent to mark me, mark my memories until I remembered nothing but him.

Theoretically, that sounded like an excellent idea.

Sean set me down onto my feet, lifting my hands above my head with the most gentlest of touches. He peeled my damp shirt off my body, tossing it into the hamper, and did the same with my jeans and panties. His heated gaze dipped to my taut nipples, the tip of his tongue running across the seam of his bottom lip. I wanted to kiss me. I wanted to taste him.

I closed the space between us, undressing him in the same fashion. He was silent as I stripped him of his shirt but I felt his muscles lock into place when I undid his shorts, pulling them down with his boxer briefs. His hard length sprang free, precum already glistening along the head. He was big, thick, long, and so hard.

Sean stepped out of the clothing pooled at his feet and opened the faucet. I quickly undid my body chain, tossing it aside before following Sean into the steaming shower. We both sighed the moment the hot downpour pelted on our skin, rinsing away the sticky salt water and sand that matted our bodies.

I stood in awe, raking my eyes across Sean's toned, muscular body. He braced his hands onto the shower wall, causing his tattooed biceps to flex most tantalizingly. I could run my tongue over every nook and dip, tracing the thick lines of his veins down his arms.

"You know, we don't have to do this. We can sleep in, watch a movie. Do anything you want," he voiced but it was deep and raspy, having me pooling between my legs in a way I never thought possible.

"I want this," I confirmed, running my hands over the hard plains of his chest and down his abs. He hissed, eyelids falling shut, and then groaned when I gripped his shaft into my fist, "so stop overthinking it."

I began pumping him with slow and torturous movements. His head fell onto my shoulder and he began jerking his hips in a steady rhythm to thrust into my hand. The sheer girth of him had me wondering if he could fit into my mouth.

I desperately wanted to find out.

I knelt, feeling Sean's hooded, dark orbs watching me. He titled my head up with his index finger, running the pad of his thumb over my bottom lip. I gulped, wondering if he was going to stop me or not. He looked indecisive. I knew he wanted this, but he was holding back.

"Rose," he coaxed my lips open, sliding his thumb into my mouth, "don't do something because you think I want it."

My lips split into a grin as I ran the tip of my tongue along his thumb, "Let me do this, please."

He sighed, giving me a single nod. Removing his thumb, he gathered my long hair and fisted it so that he could see me better, "Have at it, princess."

I slid my tongue over his head, lapping up the salty precum that gathered there with a moan. Then, I latching my lips around him, sucking him in slowly and hollowing out my cheeks.

"Fuck, princess," he growled, tightening his hold on my hair, "you feel so good."

I felt him jerk when I swirled my tongue around his head, sliding the tip between the slit there. Sean exhaled a ragged breath, knocking his head back and letting all his weight rest onto the arm he had steady against the wall.

"That's it, Rose," he praised.

He looked so sexy with his muscles rippling under his skin and his body completely at my mercy. I bobbed my head, taking him in as far as I could. The bit I couldn't take in I worked with my hands. I looked up at him through my eyelashes, finding him watching me with such intensity that it had my stomach clenching.

His breathy groans echoed off the bathroom walls, similar to how my moans had bounced around the cave. The sound was amplified, encouraging me to move faster and take him in deeper until he hit the back of my throat. Tears brimmed the corner of my eyes and I fought back a gag.

"Christ," he cursed, straightening his stance. Sean tilted my head so that his dark eyes could lock onto my blue ones. He gingerly brushed his knuckles across my jaw with a lazy smirk playing on his lips, "you look so fucking sexy on your knees for me but I want to fuck you," he pulled himself out of my mouth and brought me to my feet, "and I want to fuck you now!"

His lips were on mine, claiming each and every breath as his own. The taste of him was addicting. I looped my arms around his neck, burying my fingers into his soft inky curls.

Sean took a step back, sitting down on the wooden bench with my hand in his, "I want you in control," bringing the back of my hand to his plump lips, he said, "just for now," he guided me forward, leaving feather-light kisses across my midriff.

Goosebumps instantly erupted from the touch. I moved to straddle him, happy to take control. This wasn't my first rodeo. I wanted this, wanted him, and I was going to show him that.

"If you insist," I murmured, peppering kisses along his jaw. The stubble coating it pricked my lips but I adored the sensation.

"Wait," he dug his fingers into the flesh of my hips, "condom..."

"I'm on the pill," I informed, feeling him relax under me.

I had to be on the pill considering my erratic, unpredictable behavior.

"Take what you want from me," he whispered, lowering me onto his cock.

I clench my jaw to hold back the yelp when his head entered me. He was already stretching me out and he was barely inside of me. With every inch I took him in I felt him slide against my walls. He filled me until I could be filled no more. I relaxed momentarily when I finally had him in till the hilt.

Clutching his firm shoulders for balance, I began rolling my hips - easily finding a rhythm that suited the both of us. He watched me, teeth sinking into his lower lip which only turned me on more. Each time he brushed against my walls a shiver traveled down my spine. My head tipped back in pure bliss, feeling as if only this moment mattered.

But I wanted so much more. I wanted all of Sean. He didn't need to hold back.

"I want you to make me come," I moaned, feeling a bolt of electricity send a tremor through my body when I rolled my hips a certain way. I did it again, crying out in pleasure when he hit that spot again.

"Rose," he whispered my name in warning, "Use me however you like but you're doing the work right now."

"Why?" I groaned, pinching my nipple with one hand while biting the corner of my lip. The sultry look earned me a heated glare.

"Because I don't want to hurt you so we're going to take this slow."

"At least suck on a tit or something," I bluntly quipped, picking my hips up, clenching my pussy, and then pushing down on him in one fluid motion.

"Fuck!" He half moaned half chuckled, "you drive a hard bargain, princess."

"Yeah, it's definitely hard," I taunted, repeating the action.

"You want me to make you come that bad, Rose?" Sean asked with a husky tone. One hand squeezed my ass cheek while the other began rubbing on my clit - pinching it, playing with it, pulling it - just driving me crazy to the point my vision became a blur.

"God, yes!" I gasped, quickening my pace.

His lips latched onto my nipple, tongue flicking over it and swirling. The combined feeling of having him all over me had a familiar knot building in my stomach.

"If you could see what I'm seeing, how sexy you look riding my cock like you own it," he whispered into my ear, "why don't you come all over me and claim me, Rose. Show me that you choose me."

That knot at the base of my stomach began unraveling. The thick steam fogging around us became a distant memory along with the hot water pelting overhead as I gave myself to the pleasure. I immersed myself in the overwhelming sensation of my orgasm.

My body shook on top of Sean's but he held me close, securing me, "I've got you, princess," he cooed, picking me up so he could pull out of me in time for him to come across his abs between us. Sean held me in place, standing under the water to rinse us off, "You did good, baby," he murmured, "so good."

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I shifted, hand reaching out to the half of the bed Sean usually slept on. The sheets were warm which meant he had just gotten up not that long ago. I wrapped one of the covers around my body, throwing my legs over the edge of the bed. The window was cracked open and through it, I could see Sean's silhouette. His back muscles rippled each time he moved his arm. I could make out the faint cloud of smoke and feel the heavy scent of nicotine tickling my nose.

Tiptoeing my way to the window, I slid it open as silently as could and climbed onto the fire escape. It was high. So high. But I did my best not to look down. My heart picked up speed and I held my breath, trying not to panic. I could already feel myself growing light-headed but I kept my focus on Sean's back.

Closing the small space between us, I locked my arms around his torso. His body grew stiff at first. Then, he relaxed, silently chuckling when I buried my face into his back. Sean turned, hooking a finger beneath my chin so he could hold my gaze.

"What are you doing out here, princess?" He quizzed.

"I-I..." I couldn't think about us being so high up.

"Focus on me, Rose," he rolled my name off his tongue the way I loved, somehow stealing every drop of my attention.

I licked my lips, pulling the corner of my bottom lip between my teeth. His dark gaze turned molten at the sight. I could drown in his dark brown eyes, completely forgetting the concept of space and time.

The stars were already brightly blazing up above just like the last time we were out here. A warm breeze tousling my hair and creating goosebumps across my flesh. I didn't want this to end. If I could freeze time so we could remain in this moment just getting lost in one another, I would.

"Will things still be like this when we go back to New York?" I asked softly, eager to hear his response.

"If you want it to be. I'll be with you every step of the way," his soft lips pressed against my forehead, "however, my brother and you might want to make up before then because you two share an apartment. That's going to be awkward."

I groaned, stepping away from him and running my fingers through my knotted hair. Gripping the sheet tighter to my body, I sat on the cold steel steps, "Don't remind me."

"This will be your last year at Juilliard. What are you planning to do after?" Sean questioned, positioning himself in front of me and crossing his arms.

I gawked at the tattoos along his biceps, how they defined him, "I don't know," I shrugged a shoulder as I gave his question some thought, "I wanted to come back here because this is home but it would also be good for my career. Maybe I could be a signed artist."

The thought alone made me giddy. I had the credentials and the voice. I could even play an instrument. It sounded like the most logical career choice. If that didn't work out then I could always teach music. I already had the experience of teaching children how to play the piano.

"I can see that," Sean grinned, cocking his head to the side, "I can already picture all the men lining up for you."

"Jealous?" I smirked cheekily with an arched brow.

"Not at all," he edged toward me, resting his hands on either side of me on the steps. I swallowed thickly when he brought his face to mine, warm breath that had a mixture of nicotine and mint fanning across my face, "You're spoken for, princess."

"Am I?"

He hummed a yes, his finger skimming over the thin material I had secured around me, "I'll never leave you wanting someone else or needing someone else. I can take care of every one of your needs." Sean unraveled the knot I had in place, letting the silky material slide open.

"Sean," I whisper yelled in warning but it turned into a moan when his lips latched onto my nipple and his tongue began to swirl around it, "someone's going to see us."

He tugged the nipple, setting it free with a popping sound before blowing cool air on the sensitive bud, "Then let them watch me make you mine."

His smirk was daring as he waited for my response. I gripped the back of his neck and arched my back so he had better access to me in response. He gave me what I wanted, resting all of his weight onto one hand so he could palm one of my breasts while he sucked and nibbled at the other.

"Are you're okay with this? We can go inside if you aren't comfortable," he murmured, paving a line of hot kisses down my stomach which had me dripping with need.

"Don't stop!" I breathed, bracing my weight on my elbow against the step above me.

Sean settled onto his knees, continuing his descent. He pulled me forward slightly so that my ass was half off the step, leaving me open to him. When his hot mouth latched onto me my eyes widened. I knew what to expect and yet I was not ready for the pleasure that came with his tongue lapping and circling the sensitive bud between my legs.

I bit down onto the inside of my cheek as a shiver rocked my body and my thighs shook. Sean sucked the throbbing nub into his mouth, flicking the tip of his tongue over it until another tremor had my body shaking.

I could feel him grinning against me when I finally let my moan slip past my lips, filling the night sky. It was like my anthem to the stars. Every moan and breath was like a love song straight from my heart sung just for him.

Sean clutched my thighs, holding them open so he could devour me. He slid his tongue down, circling my entrance teasingly before penetrating it. I yelped at the intrusion, feeling my walls clench around his soft tongue.

He applied more pressure to his strokes, until he felt my muscles tense, "Give me something worth tasting, Rose. Come for me."

My body complied and I came into his mouth, sending a cry to the heavens. I could barely catch my breath, my limbs becoming so weak and numb with the height of my pleasure pulling me under.

"Taste yourself," Sean murmured, pulling me into his arms and bringing his lips to mine.

His tongue slid across mine and I could taste hints of sweetness with the bitter taste of nicotine and fresh mint. I was so lost in the kiss, so lost in the divine bliss that had a thin layer of sweat coating my body.

He was fully in control this time around as he lowered his shorts to set himself free. Sean positioned the head of his hard length and in one fluid movement, drove into me.

"Shit!" I cursed, snaking my arms around his shoulders, "you feel so good."

"Yeah," he growled into my ear, lips tracing the outer shell, "you'd be wise to remember that. I don't need to be jealous of anyone because no man can make this pussy come the way I can."

"Prove it," I cooed with a sultry edge to my voice, "prove that you aren't like the rest."

He slowly pulled out and then thrust into me with so much force that it had the fire escape creaking. Sean stilled, silently laughing into the crook of my neck, "This is going to be quick because I don't want us dying."

The moment he said the words I felt my body tense - which led to my walls strangling him. He hissed, a string of curses passing through his lips.

"Relax baby," he coaxed, running his hands up my back, "You're safe with me."

He couldn't promise that, though, and all my mind could think of was falling to my death all because I wanted to be daring. At least, if I died, it would be by doing something I loved.

Sean began to move with gentle strokes and the pleasure clouding my mind had me forgetting my worries.

"You're bad for me," I muttered, head dipping back and toes curling each time he hit my cervix.

"On the contrary, I'm exactly what you need," he said with a cocky undertone.

Sean's strokes began to pick up in pace, becoming harder until I could hear the sound of skin slapping echoing into the night sky. The fire escape began creaking again but I was too focused on the way he filled me and stretched me out, on how each stroke hit that needy spot having my body writhe in this strong man's tattoed arms. He kept me close to his body, allowing me to feel every ripple of his muscles as he drove into me.

"You like this, don't you?" He growled into my ear with a hard thrust of his hips.

"Maybe," I quipped just as he delivered another hard thrust sending my mind reeling.

"That's not what those moans of yours are telling me."

"Betrayed by my own body," I sighed, knowing that I was so close to coming.

"Let go for me!"

And I did. I let go because he offered me a sense of safety and security that I had never felt with anyone else. I came, hard, my slick body jerking in his arms as I clutched onto him for dear life.

"I've got you, princess," he cooed, pulling out of me in time to release himself onto my stomach with a sated groan.

I looked up at the stars twinkling down at us. Most of the most beautiful moments I had with Sean were under these stars. He made me feel complete and worth the amount of effort he had to put into me.

"You good, princess?" Sean murmured, nipping at the skin on my throat.

I relished the feeling, a small smile splitting my lips, "I've never been better."

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Okay but the reason I made Rose so out going compared to other female leads that I've written is because she's been with her fair share of men and knows what she likes and dislikes. She's not shy about it and I wanted to show that!

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