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CHAPTER SEVENTY.

ROSALIE'S POV.

Right there in Jacqueline's arms, I was not given a chance to think of anything else but him. I was all wrapped up in his warmth with his mouth everywhere on my face and neck.

He returned his lips to my mouth and dived his tongue into it, sucking up my tongue, lips and my whole mouth and I couldn't enjoy it less. "Hmm..." I moaned into his mouth.

"Damn!" He growled and carried me up with my waist, helping me to wrap my legs around his torso, and he fell on the bed with his knees before gently hitting my back on it.

His hands found my boobs and I froze. That got me thinking that I was already naked when I wasn't.

I took my lips away from his and stared at my body to see I was only wrapped in a bathrobe.

I gasped. "What happened to my clothes?"

Jacqueline took his lips to my neck, kissing and nipping all through it, and he answered to me, "I bathed you."

I was not given a chance to ask more questions as I desired. He had covered up my mouth with his again, and I was left to keep on with the flow and moan away my senses.

He moved his mouth away and took one of my tits in his mouth. He began to suck me like a baby, and he got me remembering my children for a second, how they almost drank me whole when I was breastfeeding them, but in the next, Jacqueline dominated me again.

My legs tangled together to keep my honeypot in check because of the sensation I was feeling, and I moaned shamelessly.

"Yes, moan it all out for me, babe. No holding back."

I did as I was told. I became a moaning mess.

Jacqueline kept on sucking me hurriedly, moving from one bud to the other in such an emergency that got me wondering about what would happen if I was not ready to give myself to him tonight.

He would have gone all blue. Blue balls.

I felt his hand going to my between, and I immediately spread my legs for him before he asked me to. I was all hot and dripping in wetness for him.

Slowly, his hand found my opening and I cringed, 'You're naked!' I said to myself.

That was fast.

I felt him getting off me and I raised my head to see him swiftly getting rid of his clothes to his underwear, stripping himself naked. My eyes ran into his, and he had a smirk plastered on his lips.

"Like what you see?" He questioned me, but how would I tell him I saw nothing, yet?

I was holding my eyes to prevent them from running downwards. I just wanted them to remain holy for me. 'Is that too much to ask for?'

He chuckled, and then he came back on to continue his deed. He had a dubious thought in mind anyway.

He got hold of my hand and placed it on his dick.

I made to jolt my hand away from his grip, but he tightened it up, "Hey, what are you doing?"

"Getting you familiar with me." He replied with that sultry smirk spreading all over his face.

I had to look at the 'him' as he put it.

My eyes slowly moved downwards to his dick and I almost choked on my saliva. 'What the... Did he grow up with it?' I wondered in my head.

The last time I checked, he was big and beautiful, but not like this. Right now, he had grown beyond my imagination and my mouth watered. My eyes were glued to him, I couldn't stare away for a second, and the fact that it was all mine made everything sweet.

"You're beautiful and big." The words slipped out of my mouth, and I drooled terribly.

"Now, that's enough of what I want to hear."

He got hold of my hands and trapped both of them above my head, he then dropped his head closer to suck my lips again in a kiss and I returned his kiss. "I can't wait any longer." He whispered into my mouth, between the kiss.

I helped him by wrapping my legs around his waist and slowly, he guided himself into me.

"Argh!" I let out a painful cry as the pain from the penetration hit me.

It had been a while since I had had sex. Years, and it was with him, and I had become tight again even after childbirth since it had been all long.

"Do I hurt you?" Jacqueline questioned me, and I couldn't reply to him. The pain was severe, "I'm sorry."

I nodded to him and anticipated his movement. He did move, and I groaned again, "Argh!"

He didn't stop. He moved in and out of me very slowly til the pain reduced, but it didn't go away. It just minimised, and I adjusted to his size.

He gave it no more long time, he picked up his pacing and began to bang right into me.....

"Ah!"

"Jack...."

"Hold on...."

"It hurts...."

"Ah!"

"Faster..."

I kept on mumbering things in sensation.

He let go of my hands and I was able to hold on to his sweaty back for support as he banged into me mercilessly with his hands holding my waist in place like he had been starved by me for a long time.

The dark went by with our moans and groans all around the room and probably the castle.

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It was very late in the morning when I stirred awake, my entire body groaned against the little move I made with a body ache that had me groaning softly.

Every muscle in my body felt like it had been through a deadly overwork, and I winced as I rolled onto my side into another person's body beside me.

My eyes fluttered open, and there he was, Jacqueline, lying peacefully beside me, his chest rising and falling steadily as he inhaled and exhaled.

He was looking very handsome and bad in his sleep. His hair was stuck all over his face, and I pulled forward my hand to clear out the hair from his closed eyes.

I fought back the small smile threatening to spread on my lips. Instead, I faked a frown and narrowed my eyes at him.

"Jacqueline," I muttered, my voice laced with faked annoyance.

He didn't stir immediately, so I gave his shoulder a light shove. "Jacqueline," I repeated, louder this time.

His lashes blinked and slowly, his grey eyes blinked open and came into view. A lazy smile spread across his face when his gaze landed on me.

"Hey," He muttered and stretched his body, pulling his hands everywhere as if he had all the time in the world to fluent it in my face that he could do what I couldn't.

A real frown popped on my face, and I ignored his 'hey'.

"Good morning, love," He greeted again in a deep and husky voice. "Why are you frowning so early? Did you swallow a cockroach?"

He smiled at me, finding himself funny.

I propped myself up on one elbow, glaring at him. "That's not funny. I'm sore, Jacqueline. Every part of me aches, and it's all your fault. Funnily, you still have the gut to stretch like nothing else matters in the world."

Jacqueline's smile widened, and he tilted his head, feigning innocence. "My fault? I don't understand how it's my fault, enlighten me." He said to me, not at all hiding the tease in his voice.

I replied to him anyway, "Yes, your fault," I huffed, sitting up fully despite the ache. "You didn't hold back last night, and now I'm paying the price for it. I ache everywhere."

He chuckled softly and I almost smiled. The sound of his laugh was pleasing to the ears.

Then, to my surprise, he pouted.

Jacqueline freaking pouted.

That was so surprising. I have never thought of him to be someone that playful. "Well, is it bad that I'm not sorry?"

I gasped, "Not sorry? You're unbelievable, Jacqueline."

He leaned closer, his eyes glinting with mischief. "But," He continued, "I do know how to make you feel better."

I raised a sceptical eyebrow. "Oh, do you?"

He nodded, his expression turning super serious. "A warm bath," He declared, sitting up and stretching again. "I'll prepare you one myself. That'll fix you right up."

I bit back a smile, shaking my head at him. "You think a bath will magically cure me?"

Jacqueline grinned, already climbing out of bed. "Trust me, Rosalie, I don't think, I know. You'll feel as good as new by the time I'm done. Not when your tits are calling me for attention."

I gasped, "Uh? My tits?"

He shrugged and walked away towards the bathroom.

'My tits?' It replayed in my head and my eyes gazed down to see my bare boobs outside. "Jacqueline! You this pervert!" I yelled out, deeply embarrassed.

"I'm a proud one, and I can only be a pervert for you, baby, your pervert." He replied to me laughing.

I couldn't help but laugh softly, watching as he moved toward the bathroom with an energy that spoke about how little sleep he must have gotten.

And from all his teasing, I could see the care he possessed towards me, the way he glanced back at me with a smile and he winked at me before disappearing into the bathroom.

"Bathing coming up in one minute." He assured me.

"Bathing and something else actually, if you must know."

And my laughter echoed in the room.