The buttons hit the floor, scattering in all directions, but all I could focus on was her.
Hana stood there naked, nipples hard, chest heaving, my cum drying on her skin. Claimed. Owned. Mine.
Something inside me shifted. Ten years of unease became a knowing realisation that she was it for me. Whether she knew it or not, she was mine, and I wasn’t ever letting her go. As soon as we were done here, I was finding out who she met up with and why, and then, then I’d slay her demons and solve her problems, so all she had to do was be with me.
I shook my head because I knew how I sounded—like a Neanderthal—but I didn’t care. I couldn’t imagine not watching Hana 24/7, and I couldn’t… no, wouldn’t let anyone else nearher. Once I’d had my cock in her properly, I had no intention of letting her leave again.
She glanced at me and then walked to the bed, sitting on the edge and leaning back on her hands, arching her back and pushing out her breasts invitingly. I was already hard again, my years of celibacy meaning my refractory period didn’t exist right now. The idea of being inside this woman was more than I could handle.
I stalked towards her, practically vibrating. If there was any doubt she wanted this too, it was erased when she shuffled back and brought her feet up to the bed, letting her legs fall open.
“Other than our ‘moment’ in the storm, it’s been a while since I did this. I’m not sure I’m any good at it.”
I balanced my hands on her knees, massaging her skin lightly. “What makes you think that?”
“People… men don’t tend to want to come back for more. I think I put them off.”
There was an air of vulnerability in her voice that surprised me, but also, the thought of her with other men made me want to burn down the world just to reap my revenge on anyone who had ever touched her before me.
“This isn’t the first time I’ve touched you, little menace, and it sure as hell won’t be the last. I can promise you that.”
I eased her back until she was flat on the bed and lay to her side, resting on my elbow, my lips finding hers as I edged two fingers inside her.
She whimpered, but she was so wet, there was no resistance, and I quickly added a third, wanting to make sure she could take me without hurting her, but desperate to feel her tight walls around my shaft.
I devoured her as she raked her hands through my hair and beard, her hips rocking as I stretched her. “Don’t you dare come. The next time you come tonight will be on my cock.”
She bucked back with more strength, as if she was trying to disobey me, and then I remembered her not taking off her shirt when I told her to.
I shifted my position, slapping her pussy with a slight force, sending a wave of her arousal flooding my fingers. She cried out. “Oh, so good. So so good. I’m so close, Ro. Touch me. Please touch me.”
“I need to be inside you,” I grunted, easing out my fingers and rolling on top of her.
Her lips fell open in an O shape as I nudged my head to her entrance. “Fuck me, Roman. Please.”
27
HANA
He didn’t hesitate,pushing inside me slowly but with force. It was perfect. Pain alongside pleasure, just like I’d always craved. My fingers scratched down his back as he pinned me with his weight, making me take what he was willing to give.
My head rolled back as a silent scream fell from my lips, Roman making the most of my extended neck, sucking hard over my hammering pulse. He muttered something I couldn’t make out as I struggled to fill my lungs, his cock stealing the air.
I lifted my feet back to the mattress, hoping that widening my hips would give him some more room, but it didn’t. As if sensing my struggles to take him, Roman eased his hand under my back and tilted my hips, but instead of giving me more space, he slipped in deeper, dragging over my G-spot, making my toes curl.
I was panting, sweat covering my body in a thin layer, and he’d not even moved yet. I looked up to find his eyes locked on mine, burning with an intensity that brought a smile to my lips. This man was going to destroy me and give me a night I’d never forget.
“You feel like fucking heaven, Hana. You were worth waiting for.” Before I could question what he meant, he rocked his hips,and any thoughts I might have had evaporated in an instant, pure pleasure filling every space in my body.
He moved again, pulling out a little and pushing back in. The burn increased, sending a rush of arousal through me that Roman must have felt as he groaned, burying his face in my neck.
“You like my cock in you,” he whispered against my skin. “You’re taking me so well, my little whore. Like your sweet pussy was made for me.”
I cried out as he moved again, my orgasm already so close I couldn’t think straight.
I pulled his face to mine, and he swallowed my pleasure as he kissed me, our bodies moving together, skin against skin. My back arched as I grabbed his bicep, my other bracing against his shoulder, and I hung on for dear life as he fucked me towards the precipice of a feeling I wasn’t sure I’d ever recover from. My nerves were on fire, my core tightened, my pussy throbbed, coming so hard I drenched him with my cum as he rubbed against my clit and G-spot simultaneously, taking my pleasure to a level I’d never come close to.
Before I could come down from my high, he moved to his knees and lifted my leg to his shoulder, angling his cock so deep my eyes watered. “When I’m done with you, you’re not going to be able to unfeel me for a week.”
