Page 25 of Snaring Emberly


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Molten heat floods my veins and surges straight to my swollen clit. Pleasure builds within my core with an intensity that’s almost unbearable. My pussy clenches so tightly around his hard shaft that his thrusts become even more shallow.

“Come for me, baby,” he snarls. “Let me feel that sweet little cunt tremble around my cock.”

His words detonate an explosive orgasm that sends out shockwaves of ecstasy. My back arches, and my muscles go taut. It’s as though my body’s conserving all my life-force to get through this climax. The walls of my pussy tighten around his shaft, each spasm so powerful and deep I feel them up my spine and down my inner thighs.

I can’t see, I can’t breathe. I can’t do anything else but ride out these insane sensations until my body can wrestle back control.

Finally, my lungs release and I scream my orgasm in a voice I barely recognize.

“Good girl,” I hear him say through the haze of pleasure. “You’re doing so well.”

Warmth rushes through my chest, and I can’t help but bask in his praise.

Roman releases his grip on my hair and strokes my shoulders throughout the orgasm, while his other arm wraps around my waist, keeping my back connected to his chest. His heart pounds through my body as I ride out the sensations, and my ears fill with his ragged breath.

“You’re so beautiful when you come,” he says, his words hoarse.

Heat blooms across my cheeks, and I savor both the compliments and his embrace. I’ve never felt so physically attuned to another person, which is silly because we didn’t even fuck face to face. I rest my brow against the headboard, making sense of the tangle of ecstasy and emotions.

“So perfect,” he adds, his words soft.

I exhale a ragged sigh. Even though I plan on ghosting him in the morning, fucking Roman Montesano has been unforgettable.

“Thank you.” I turn my head toward him and smile, wondering if he’ll send me back in a limousine or an Uber. Either way, it’s probably not a good idea to return to my apartment. By now, Jim would have gotten over the shock of seeing me kiss Roman and arranged reinforcements or started staking out my home himself.

My heart sinks, and all my euphoria drains away with a sigh. Why do I have to be thinking of that asshole at a time like this when I should be luxuriating in the afterglow? I try to shove the thought of Jim away, but I can’t forget his threat to assault and murder me in the cells.

Roman’s deep chuckle breaks me out of my thoughts. “You’re thanking me?”

“Yeah,” I say with a giddy laugh. “That was pretty incredible.”

“I haven’t finished with you, sweetheart.” He rolls his hips, showing me that he’s still hard.

A moan slips from my lips. “More?”

“Did you think we were done?” he asks.

“We’re not?”

“What do you think?” He pulls us backward, so he’s sitting on his heels and I’m still straddling his hips and facing the headboard. “You’re going to give me one more.”

My throat dries. This has to be some form of variant on reverse cowgirl. I’m so relaxed and loose from that orgasm that I’m not sure I can even hold myself up, let alone ride.

Roman delivers a hard slap on my thigh that makes me flinch.

“You want to come again?” he growls.

“Um… Yes?”

“Then you’d better earn it,” he says, his voice harsh. “Get up and ride my cock.”

A shiver runs down my spine. All traces of the man who whispered sweet words of encouragement and held me as I climaxed are gone, replaced by something colder. Something more… demanding. Crueler.

Ignoring the fine hairs on the back of my head standing on end, I cling to the headboard for leverage, raise my hips and slide up his length. As the crown of his cock stretches my opening, Roman grabs my hips and pulls me down, burying himself deep.

I gasp at the sudden sensation of fullness, and Roman groans.

“That’s it, little slut,” he says. “Ride me like you mean it. Take what you need.”

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