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My whole body vibrates when he slips his hand between my legs, pushing down on my panties, driving his hand against the sensitive nub of my clit.
Suddenly thinking becomes impossible as he rubs from side to side.
I can’t believe this is happening as he presses even harder against my core, coaxing wetness out of me, his finger pushing firmer against my clit. He brings his mouth to my ear and whispers with a carnal growl beneath his voice, the sort of growl that tells me he’s going to claim me like a wild beast.
“You knew what you were doing, you horny girl. Wearing that bathrobe, driving me wild. You knew I wouldn’t be able to stop myself from fingering and licking that tight young hole.”
He slips his finger down – oh, fuck – and then slides it inside of me. My channel is soaked already, wetness seeping into my panties. He drives deep and holds his finger pinned inside of me, his breath panting hotly over my cheek.
“Fuck, your hole is so tight. You’re going to have to cream fast before I make your tight young slit sore.”
“Oh, oh,” I whimper, gripping onto his shoulders as a shudder moves through me.
It’s like a part of me is watching this moment, sitting above and looking down at this ripped alpha, every inch of him bursting with lust and muscle. And then there’s me, the curvy girl, the girl who’s never had any attention in my freaking life.
And he wants me?
Think of Millie, a voice cries, but it’s so quiet, fading beneath the volume of his desire.
I shift my hips against his hand, pumping.
“Roman, we shouldn’t…”
“I know we shouldn’t,” he snaps. “But I’m going to die unless I make you cream and taste that tight juicy hole. Do you always get this wet?”
I shake my head, unable to stop a moan from escaping me. It’s like his touch is electric, and as the rain hammers and pounds against the window, the electricity sparks through me. It matches the rhythm of the storm like I’m playing with it, as he moves his finger in fast circles around my sweet spot.
I’m aching for more, utterly at his will. Drenched.
“I asked you a question,” he snaps.
“No,” I moan. “N-never.”
“Come, Rayla. Come now. Come like the good girl you are.”
His words trigger something deep inside of me, and suddenly the pressure of this impossible man’s finger becomes too much. This shouldn’t be happening, but my body doesn’t care as my hole flutters and my body tingles.
My belly pulses, my hole aching, as an orgasm thunders into me. Lightning crackles through the house and I scream, falling back on the bed.
“Fuck, that’s it. That’s it. Give it to me, Rayla.”
“Yes, yes,” I cry, thrusting my hips as he starts to finger me faster, my pussy making wet noises as he pumps roughly.
“Fuck, I need to taste you. Keep creaming.”
I look down to find his steel-haired head dropping down between my legs. He snarls and tugs on my panties, roughly pulling them down my ankles and throwing them to the floor.
Burying his hands in my thighs, he growls and presses his face to my pussy.
Hot fire blazes across me as he opens his mouth and sucks on my clit. His tongue pushes against it as he sucks harder, pulling my clit into his mouth, enveloping me in warmth and aching euphoria.
My hips start to jerk without my permission, more thunder moving through me. I feel my juice squirting out of me, a sharp sexy feeling, as he attacks my clit with his predator’s mouth.
Shudder after shudder hammers through me.
He slides his hands around my hips and grips onto my ass, massaging as he squeezes hard. Hot sensation spreads across my skin, dancing up and down my legs.
The orgasm hammers through me and makes me tremble, and then I’m left falling back on the bed, shuddering as the aftermath makes my legs twitch.
Roman snarls and leans back, staring down at me with glistening lips.
“Taste your hot young pussy.” He leans down, bringing his lips to mine. “And moan like a horny thing as you taste yourself.”
He crushes his lips against mine, opening his mouth and dancing his tongue against mine. I taste my hot juices as he growls, letting me know he likes it. I moan like he told me to. His growling gets louder, fiercer.
“Fuck, that’s it,” he snarls, breaking off the kiss. “Your pussy’s good and ready for a hard fucking pounding now. You horny girl. I’m going to stretch that tight slit so much. Can you take a big dick, Rayla?”
I bite my lip, shaking my head, as anxiety ripples through me.
His eyes widen. “What is it? What’s wrong?”
My mind fills with an image of me telling him “nothing, baby, nothing’s wrong”. And then bending over and look at him over my shoulder, sticking my curvy ass into the air. Come and get me, Roman.
