In and out. So slow. So deep.
My eyes rolled back as I moaned softly.
“Spread your legs wider for me, baby,” he husked out. “I want to touch your soul.”
I let my legs fall open, and he shifted forward, going deeper. I let out another soft cry as he completely fused our bodies.
“Fuck, Sasha,” he groaned as he slowly rutted into my pussy. “Your pussy was made to be carved out by my cock.”
His words brought more fire to my body as I clung to him.
He pulled out and pushed back in before swiveling his hips to grind down on me.
“Oh my god,” I choked out. “R-Roman.”
“Mm, I like it when you say my name.” He sucked against the delicate flesh of my neck. “I think I’ll like it even more when you’re screaming it.”
God, he had a filthy mouth on him, but I loved it.
He pinned my arms above my head and stared down at me as he slowly worked my pussy over.
“Come for me, baby.”
Desperate for more of him, I shifted my hips upward as he teased me with his now shallow thrusts.
“Please,” I whined softly.
“Please, what?” He brushed his lips against mine.
“More. I want more.”
“Beg me,” he whispered against my lips.
“Roman, please. Please, fuck me. Make me come for you. I want you. Please…”
He rutted deeper into me. I dug my nails into his back, making him groan as he kissed me, his tongue thrashing against mine.
Heat built in my body. Roman, sensing it, moved a little faster for me.
“It’s OK,” he murmured in my ear. “Let go. You can come for me, baby. I want you to.”
I moaned as he worked my pussy with his long, deep, slow thrusts. He snapped his hips forward, and that was it. He hitsomething inside of me that had me moaning his name as my release rushed from me, dampening him and the sheets.
“There you go, there you go, sweetheart. That’s it. Come for me. Such a good girl,” he praised softly as the pleasure rolled through my body. I thought it would end, but he weaved it into another one, his cock striking a place deep inside my body that welcomed him like an old friend.
“R-Roman. Oh my god.” My body trembled beneath him as he continued his work on me. This man was a god in bed, and I was sure he knew it.
And the way he could talk me through it?
“Do it again for me,” he said, breathless. He slid his hand beneath my ass and adjusted me so I was tilted up a bit. His cock went even deeper into me as I moaned for him.
“Fuck, baby, every sound you make feels like it was meant for me.”
I closed my eyes.
“Open your eyes,” he murmured as he slowly chipped away at my pussy. “I want to see you come for me again.”
I whimpered, the heat building once more. Roman was going to ruin me. I knew it as I stared into his eyes.
