There’s only one candle in here, so it’s significantly darker. Roman’s movements are hasty, like he can’t wait to taste me, and that does something to me.
I wriggle out of my pants as he helps pull them off.
“Someone’s already soaking wet for me,” he teases as he pushes my legs up. “Hold them like this, Squirt. Don’t let go until you’re fucking vibrating for me.” Roman dots kisses down my leg until he gets to my pussy.
I inhale sharply as he drags his hot tongue through my slit and ends with his lips over my swollen clit. God, it’s so sensitive with my legs up like this.
My moans are loud and echo through the entire house as Roman flicks his tongue rapidly over my clit. I’m writhing and trying not to let go of my legs because it feels like I’m already going to climax.
“Oh my God,” I cry out as he pushes two fingers inside me and starts pumping them and hooking up toward my G-spot. My hips are bouncing of their own accord, and I let out a scream as my orgasm finally hits. I’m squirting all over his face, and he’s dipping down and lapping up my juices greedily. I realize that he’s dry humping the edge of the bed, dick fully out and precum already getting on the sheets.
“Fuck, baby, that was so hot. You better come on my dick just as hard,” he says darkly with heat burning in his gaze. I can’t even muster up a response because I’m still reeling from my orgasm.
Roman chuckles as he kisses his way up my chest, lifting the shirt from over my head and kissing me deeply as he prods my entrance with his cock.
I smooth my hands down his broad chest, feeling all of the grooves in his muscles and the softness of his skin. He palms my breast and breaks our kiss, moving his lips across my neck and whispering filthy things between our moans.
This is starkly different from the last few times. This isn’t rushed, angry sex to get out our sexual tension. It’s sensual, beastly in the way that we taste one another and take our time discovering the scars on our bodies.
“Briar,” Roman moans as he bites the skin beneath my ear and pushes the head of his dick inside me. He spreads my core so perfectly, even though we’re wrong for each other, it’s as if we were crafted by the stars themselves to meet.
“You feel so good, Roman,” I murmur as I dot kisses on his shoulder. He growls and works his jaw against my neck as he thrusts himself all the way inside. I cry out and dig my nails into his back as he pumps his hips relentlessly.
He wraps me in his arms, holding me so close that our chests are pressed together as he fucks me.
“Briar,” he whispers again, and it makes my walls clench around him. He moans and starts thrusting harder.
“If you keep saying my name like that, I’m going to lose my mind,” I whimper beneath him.
Roman chuckles as he pulls out of me. I pout in protest, but he flips me on my side so that we are facing the horizontal mirror set above the dresser. My naked body is on full display in the candlelight. Bite marks and hickeys are all over my neck and chest. The lust-filled lull of my eyes and Roman’s starving gaze make my core ache to be filled again. It’s not just an ache, I’mdesperatefor it.
“You’re telling me you haven’t lost it yet?” Roman breathes against the nape of my neck as he moves up against my back so he’s lined up to my entrance. He wraps an arm under my head and kneads my breast? while he lifts my left leg up with the other. “You will when you watch me break every last piece of you and become your utter undoing.”
I watch in the mirror as Roman’s huge cock enters me. He does it agonizingly slow so that it’s obvious how much hespreads me open. It’s entirely different watching it go in. I can hardly believe it fits.
Holy shit. This is the sexiest thing anyone’s ever done with me. I melt in his arms as he starts to work his dick into me and presses hot kisses to my neck. I let my head fall to the side and moan with each thrust that hits my cervix.
“You like when I fill you, don’t you, Squirt?” he murmurs against my jaw. I nod, drunk with lust.
“Yes.”
He buries his face into my hair as his thrusts get stronger. I watch as I come undone on him, hips vibrating as I come on his dick and soak the sheets.
Roman pumps into me as I’m squirting and goes deathly still, holding me as tightly as he can as his dick throbs deep in my pussy, his hot seed filling me to the brim. “Oh fuck,” he groans as his hips buck lightly. Then his entire body relaxes, and he lets out a long sigh. “You’re so fucking amazing.” He chuckles and slowly withdraws from me.
I’m left lying in our mess and breathing hard.
“Come on.” Roman offers me his hand, and I let out a whine in protest. He rolls his eyes with a big smile as he dips down and picks me up in a cradled position. “Look at you, Squirt, living up to your name,” he teases, and I can’t help but laugh into his shoulder.
“It’s not like I try to do it.”
He carries me to the bathroom right down the hall and starts the shower. “You make it sound like it’s a bad thing.” His tone is light, but I can see the weariness in his eyes. I’m bone tired too.
The hot water hits my back, and I let out a relieved sigh. We shower quickly and with great reluctance, I’m able to resist Roman’s playful kisses. There’s no way in hell my pussy can take another ruthless pounding tonight.
We crawl into bed after changing the sheets. One look at the clock has me groaning. “We stayed up way too late,” I complain as I pull the comforter up to my chin.
I figure Roman is going to go right back to his cruel antics, but to my surprise he snuggles up and spoons me.
