Rose Chapter 15 - Sex and Secrets

As he pulls out, he watches his cum drip down Rose's thighs. His eyes travel up and he sees the red marks on her back from him dragging his fingers down her skin. Her shoulders have red indentations from his grip. He's never been that rough with her before, but all he saw was red. All he saw was what he wanted and he took it. He takes a shaky breath, "B-Baby Girl... I... I'm so sorry."

Rose turns her head out from the bedding, her face is flushed as she swallows hard. "Don't... apologize..." she smiles softly. "You needed that," she giggles breathlessly.

He shakes his head and sits on the edge of the bed. He drops his head into his hands and rests his elbows on his knees. Rose sits up, gets on her shaking knees, and puts an arm across his shoulders. She holds his left arm with her hand and he puts his right over it. He looks over at her. "Baby Girl... I shouldn't have-I didn't mean to-"

"Shh, Daddy..." she kisses him lovingly. "Daddy, that was fucking hot," she giggles and smiles. "Like..." she purrs and rubs the tip of her nose against his.

Vincent blushes and chuckles, "Baby Girl, I just-shit!" He looks to the door. "I hope Mama didn't hear that."

"If she did I'll just tell her I saw a spider, you went to kill it, and you stubbed your toe," Rose says.

Vincent turns to her with a look of confusion. "You've thought about this haven't you?" She nods proudly. "Should have known," he says as he smiles and rolls his eyes.

"Daddy," she sits back a little. "Are you alright? I mean, super hot sex aside, I've never seen you like that before. Did... did something happen while you were out?"

He doesn't want to lie to her, but he doesn't want to talk about it yet. "Yes, but I'd rather talk about it back at the hotel."

"Okay, Daddy," she smiles. "I have something I wanna talk to you about too when we get back."

"Sounds good." He pulls her close and kisses her a few times before hugging her tightly. "You have no idea how happy you make me, Baby Girl. And I'm not just talking about the, what did you call it? 'Super hot sex'?" he laughs.

Rose laughs and kisses him. "You make me happy too, Daddy. Very..." she kisses him, "very..." she kisses him again, "very happy."

She kisses him again, then goes to the bathroom and grabs a washcloth. She gets it wet with warm water, cleans her pussy, then brings him a cloth to wash his dick. Once they are cleaned up and get dressed, they head downstairs. Vincent hides the ring box in his pocket before they go. When they get to the kitchen, they see Iris out in the backyard on her phone; she definitely didn't hear them. As they watch her, Vincent stands behind Rose and slips his arms around her waist. "So, did you and your Nonna have fun while I was gone?" He starts gently swaying his hips.

"We did," she says. "We talked, we laughed, watched a movie, then ate lunch. It was nice to catch up with Nonna."

"That's good," he says with a smile. When he sees Iris turn her back, he starts kissing Rose's neck. "I missed you..." he whispers before he keeps kissing her neck.

"Uhn... Daddy," she moans softly. He can feel her pulse pick up under his lips. He reluctantly stops just before Iris turns around.

"I don't know how much longer I can wait, Baby Girl..." he whispers as he squeezes her hips, then he lets one hand slide down her ass, then up her crotch to rub her pussy through her jeans. As Iris hangs up her call, he pulls away, leaving Rose flustered.

She glares at him with a grin and blush in her cheeks. As Iris comes inside, she smiles at them both. Rose and Vincent stay for another hour and just chat with Iris. Before they leave, Vincent makes plans to come by again tomorrow to talk to Iris. He has so many questions about Lorezno, but he'd rather be at the hotel with Rose right now. Once they make it back to the hotel, Vincent and Rose take a long hot shower together. They don't have sex, but he builds up all the tension by slowly washing her from her neck to her toes. She repays him in kind, then they stand under the hot water and make-out as the water rinses away the soap.

After the shower, while Rose gets dressed and does her hair, Vincent puts on his favorite pair of black boxer briefs and a robe, grabs the ring box, goes to the bed, and tucks it under his pillow. He orders some room service, then waits for it to arrive. By the time Rose comes out, Vincent is setting the room service onto the counter. He smirks at her as she comes up. Her hair is pulled back into a loose French braid and she is wearing one of his shirts. It looks so oversized on her shorter frame. She leans against the wall and brings her hand up, the cuff of the shirt hiding her lips, but he can tell she's smiling.

"What are you up to?" she giggles.

"Waiting for you..." he says as he saunters up to her and holds her hips. He pulls her close, then cups her face with one hand and kisses her deeply. His tongue sweeps across her lips before hers part, and grant him access. He moans into the kiss as his hand slides back to weave through her hair. He holds her head closer and tilts her head back slightly. His tongue tangles with hers until he hears her whimper softly. He breaks the kiss, smiles down at her, then kisses the tip of her nose. "I am so in love with you, Rose..."

"I love you too, Daddy."

"You hungry, Baby Girl?"

"Starving," she giggles.

They take the food over to the couch in the living area to eat. As they reach the couch, Vincent sheds his robe and Rose looks him up and down with her own hungry eyes. He chuckles as he sits beside her, "Not yet, Baby Girl..." He kisses her. "You're gonna need your energy."

She narrows her eyes and pouts her lips, fighting a smile. "You don't play fair, Daddy."

"Oh?" he chuckles. "And what would make things fair?" he asks, arching an eyebrow and smirking.

She scoots closer to him, leans over and puts one hand on his chest. Her fingers gently play with his chest hair and dance across his chest. She trails her fingers down his chest, but just as she reaches his abs, he stops her hand. He takes it and brings it up to his lips and kisses her palm. "Baby Girl, you're playing with fire... and you're about to get burned," he grins wickedly at her as he gently pulls her arm to pull her closer.

She feels a chill go through her body as every nerve ending comes alive. She hasn't felt like this since that first night in the hot tub. She bites her lower lip and slowly releases it as she looks down at his chest, then back to his eyes. "Then let me get burned, Daddy..."

He releases her hand and slides his hands down to her waist. He pulls her close until she's straddling him. She holds onto his neck and presses her forehead to his. "Baby Girl..." he firmly wraps one arm around her waist, then slides the other under her shirt and gropes her breast; her nipples are already hard. He pants and swallows hard. He doesn't want to give in, but having her so close, so aroused-he can feel his resolve crumbling. "You gotta cut your old man some slack," he chuckles dryly. "How am I supposed to plan a romantic evening if you keep derailing my plans?"

She runs one hand down his neck and the other up to his jaw and back to his ear; her forehead doesn't leave his. "How am I supposed to keep my hands off you when all you're wearing are those boxer briefs that drive me crazy?" She kisses him. "Or when you can't seem to keep your hands off my tits?" she chuckles. She feels his erection twitch and purposefully grinds her pussy against it. "Daddy..."

He releases her breast, then reaches up and pulls her hair tie out of her hair. As her hair cascades down her back, he grips it tightly and tilts her head to one side. He starts aggressively kissing her neck and gently biting it. Her hands slide down his back and her nails dig into to his quickly heating skin. The arm around her waist pulls and holds her down tightly against his groin before he starts grinding his erection against her in hard, slow strokes. He can quickly feel her dampness mostien his underwear. "Goddamnit! Baby Girl!" he says with almost a snarl. He suddenly stands, causing her to yelp and squeal in excitement. As she wraps tightly around him, he shoves his underwear down and kicks them away. As his erection springs free, she lowers herself onto it, feeling him grab her hips and guide her. Once he's inside of her, he leans forward a little and holds onto her back before he starts fucking her and fucking her hard. She crosses her ankles behind his back and holds onto his shoulders.

"Ngh! Fuck! Daddy!" she moans loudly. "Uhn! You're being so rough today!"

"Yeah?" he grunts. "You got a problem with that you little fucking brat?!" he snarls before biting and sucking on her neck.

He's angry. He's livid. She's never seen him like this and it scares her, but she can feel that his anger isn't actually directed at her. She hasn't done anything wrong, but he is using her as an outlet. She knows he won't hurt her and if she really wants him to stop he will. Despite his anger and her fear, it feels so fucking good for him to fuck her like this. She wants him to use her to get what he needs, to feel better, to get back to being her Daddy.

"Fuck!" He snaps. Before she can ask if something is wrong, he takes her to the kitchen counter, sits her down on it, then lifts her legs straight up and continues fucking her. He grips her ankles and she finds herself more on her back than ass. She lifts her head and grips the edge of the counter. "You're so fucking tight!" he growls. "Fucking brat! You just had to have Daddy's cock, huh? Couldn't fucking wait til after dinner?! Fine!" he thrusts harder. "Then take every last inch of me!"

"UHN! D-DADDY!!" she moans loudly.

"That's right! I'm your fucking Daddy! And you're Daddy's little slut, aren't you?!" He slams in her. "You little fucking whore!" He grips her throat with one hand.

"D-Daddy! Please-uhn! Don't-" she wants to beg him not to call her that, but he's too caught up.

"Shut up! You fucking brat!" he snarls as he slaps her ass as hard as he can. "Take it! Take every last inch of my cock! Until you-"

"Dandelion..." she says softly, but loud enough for him to hear.

He stops mid-thrust and his mind suddenly clears. He's panting hard and swallows hard as his throat runs dry. "Shit... Baby Girl I-" He pulls out of her and lowers her legs. He scoops her up against him and holds her. He realizes how angry he was a moment ago and he knows she didn't deserve his wrath. "I am so sorry..." he breathes heavily and holds her head close to his neck. "I-I didn't mean to be so rough. I shouldn't have-"

"Daddy," she cuts him off as she sits back. She holds his face and kisses him. "Daddy, I liked it, but... I..."

He can see in her eyes what upset her. "I called you those names..." he says softly. When she nods, he holds her close again and rubs her back. "I'm so sorry, Baby Girl. I got caught up and I-I shouldn't have called you those names." He pulls back and holds his forehead to hers. "Forgive me?"

"Of course, Daddy," she smiles. "I meant it," she blushes a little. "I liked how rough you were..."

His cock twitches. "Really?" he studies her eyes and face, making sure she isn't trying to just tell him what he wants to hear. When she bites her lower lip, he knows she is serious. His own smile returns. "I can do rough without the names."

"Okay," she giggles as she lays back again and lifts her legs up. He bends them at the knees and spreads them. He gazes down at her red and pink swollen pussy and sees she's still wet for him. Her thighs are red from his rough exertions, but still part for him.

He slips his cock back inside of her, leans down, and kisses her lovingly. "You sure about this, Baby?"

She nods. "I'm sure."

He nods and kisses her, then slowly begins building his rough rhythm up again. The harder he thrusts, the more she moans. He watches as her eyes roll back in her head and mouth gapes open. He takes her ankles and spreads her legs even further and buries his cock even deeper inside of her. "Fuck! You take my cock so well! Your pussy was made for me!"

"Uhn! Yes Daddy!" she moans as his balls slap against her. "You're so deep inside me!"

"Not deep enough!" He thrusts hard and she can practically feel his cock against her stomach. "Uhn!! Daddy's so close!" He suddenly pulls out, pulls her to the edge and flips her over onto her stomach. He slides back in and spanks her ass as he fucks her. "Tell me you want this!" He spanks her again. "Tell me how badly you want Daddy's cum!" He spanks her.

"Ah!" Her pussy tightens with each spank and she moans. "I love it Daddy! I love how you make my ass sting!"

"Like this?!" He spanks her harder.

"UHN! YES!" She screams. "Harder!"

"Anything for my Baby Girl," he grunts before spanking her again. This time, when her pussy clamps down on him, he feels his entire cock tingle as a release builds.

"Cum inside me Daddy! Breed me til I burst!" she cries out as she cums.

"Fuck! B-Baby Girl! UHN!!" his entire body shudders as he buries his cock so deep inside her and squirts thick, hot spurts of cum all over the inside of her pussy. He can feel her muscles spasm around him and feel their cum mix as it spills out of her. "Fuck... fucking hell..." he pants, leans down, and kisses her back. "I never... want to leave... your pussy..."

"I know..." she smiles and nods. He leans down and kisses her before reluctantly pulling his cum covered cock out of her soaked pussy. She slowly stands as he turns her back to face him. He kisses her softly and holds her tenderly. She runs her fingertips along his jawline, "Daddy, please, tell me what's going on."

He holds her fingers in his hand and smiles softly. "Let's eat first, then I'll tell you everything."

After they eat and clean up, they head back to bed. He turns on a movie and pulls her into his arms. She has her head on his shoulder, he rests his chin on her head, and his hand gently strokes her back. About halfway through the movie he reaches his free hand back and feels the ring box under his pillow. He kisses the top of her head as he grabs it, pauses the movie and sits up. As he does, Rose lays back. "Close your eyes, Baby Girl..." She smiles and, once her eyes are closed, he takes her hand and places the box in her palm. "Open your eyes."

She does and her eyes go wide as her mouth gapes open. She looks at the box, then at him, then back at the box. With shaky hands, she opens the box and gasps when she sees the ring. "Oh my god..." The ring sparkles in the dim hotel lights. She lightly runs her fingers over the petals and around the band. "Daddy..." she looks up at him with tears in her eyes.

He smiles proudly. "Even if our relationship must stay a secret," he reaches out and takes the ring out, then takes her still trembling hand. "Even if we may never legally marry," he slips the ring onto her finger and she gasps again. "You still deserve to have this and know that I will consider you my wife..." he says before kissing her hand.

Rose is speechless and finally lets out a breath she forgot she was holding. "Daddy, this is too much! This must've cost-"

"Rose!" he chuckles and kisses her lips. "Breathe..." He holds and caresses her face. "Nothing is too much for my Baby Girl."

"Daddy, it's beautiful..." she smiles with tears streaming down her cheeks. "I-I've never seen anything like it."

"And you never will again," he smirks. "It's one of a kind, just like you..."

Rose chokes a laugh, then kisses him deeply. "Daddy!"

"Say it again, Baby Girl..." he holds his forehead to hers, "say you'll marry me..."

"Yes!!" She says through a laugh before kissing him over and over. "I love you Daddy!"

"And I love you, Baby Girl..." he says, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear. "My Rose..." He caresses her face and kisses her.

Rose giggles, then lays back on Vincent and stares at the ring on her finger. It looks so foreign to her to have something there. She holds her left hand with her right and twists her wrist lightly, back and forth, to watch it sparkle. He slips his right arm around her shoulders, then slides his left hand up her left forearm and rubs the back of her hand with his thumb.

"It's like it was made for you, Baby Girl. In fact..." he turns and looks at her, then turns her face to his, "I think it was."

"What-what do you mean? Did you have it made?"

"No, but..." he sighs. "There's something I need to tell you, Rose. It's about the ring, where I got it, and... why I was so... not myself today. Baby Girl, I need to tell you a secret."

Rose sits up and turns to him. "Is everything alright?"

"No-well, I mean, yes, but... I'm not sure. I went to this jewelry store by the old house, I met with a sales associate, told her what I was looking for, and she told me about this custom, one of a kind, pieces their master jeweler makes. I heard 'custom' and 'master jeweler' and thought, 'Well, these are probably going to be way out of my price range, but now I'm curious.' So, I had her take me and..." he shakes his head and smiles. "These pieces were anywhere from odd to exquisite, but the sales lady said-after I told her about you-she thought they had the perfect ring for you..." he rubs his finger over her ring finger, "this."

"And... that was... upsetting?" Rose asks, confused.

He chuckles, "No, not that part. I lost my breath when I saw it and knew it was the one for you. She said the master jeweler likes to speak with anyone who buys one of these pieces. I agreed and... and I waited for him, but when he came I..." He trails off and his face falls.

"Daddy?" Rose says as she takes his hand and squeezes it.

"My... my father-your Nonno-died when I was a kid. My Mama... she never really spoke kindly of him. I always thought he was just an asshole or that he and Mama had a bad marriage, but today all that changed." He looks at Rose and cups her face. "Rose, the master jeweler, was my father."

Rose looks even more confused. "The... it was-the jeweler was Nonno?"

"Alive and well," he says. "Rose, your Nonna, has been lying to me and my brother Lucas our whole lives about our father."