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He touches my hair, grips a strand, and tickles my nipple with it.
“You also like money…” he says, smiling, amused. “And I have a lot of money.”
For sure, I’m not the only woman in his entourage who likes money.
I bite my lip, grinning while observing him, poker-faced.
“I know what you’re thinking,” he says. “Your men have money too. But having my money will help you play with them even harder.”
“It’s not about the money,” I say, my eyes dipping to his lips.
He catches me staring at his mouth.
“I know what it is, baby. We’ve invented this game. It’s all about the power to make people submit to you. You know that. And you should never forget that,” he says, wrapping his hand around my neck and tilting his mouth to mine.
“Let’s make their dicks hard,” he murmurs before straightening and searching my eyes with his wolfish gaze.
“You can come in,” he says loudly, despite my preference to have them inside a little later.
The door opens, and footsteps resonate somewhere behind us. Neither of us looks in their direction when Roman’s hand goes straight between my legs.
He slides it up and down between my thighs, the back of his thumb touching my opening before he begins rubbing me and dipping his touch into my wetness.
Feeling his fingers between my folds while holding his eyes turns me on faster than I imagined.
I spare no second or ounce of attention on the men in the room, all my focus staying on the man in front of me, his smile talking to me, saying things to me.
He is as dirty as they come, and apparently, I’m no different, and that fact alone makes things work easily between us.
All he needed was the confirmation in my eyes, the pleasure and indulgence hinting I was just like him. From that point on, things have flown.
What he doesn’t know is how unique and new this is to me.
I always thought of myself as a bold, adventurous woman.
Someone who hadn’t been pampered.
I never thought I’d have something in common with a man who, for all I know, could kill people for a living.
When he tilts his head down, holds the back of my hair, and slides his tongue into my mouth, it feels like he just shoved his dick between my lips.
I quickly learn this is not a tender, let’s-get-to know-each-other-before-we-slowly-fuck moment.
He might’ve mentioned fucking me slowly, which might be a part of it, but right now, as talking to each other is over, he is very much seizing me.
I claw at his biceps, trying to steady myself and also suck on his tongue. The effect is immediate, and that was his plan.
Playing with my pussy before was a nice intro, but actually touching me is a different story.
No air flows into my lungs as I hold onto him and respond with equal determination, showing him I’m not lost.
His approach quickly gets me hot, making it impossible for me to think about the three men in the audience. They are eerily quiet as if they are not in the room.
This is somewhat different than the things experienced in the past.
Being with the three men in the room has always been an engaging experience. They have actually shared me, which is not the case here.
Roman is a strong possessive man, not that I haven’t gotten the same vibe from Kai, Francisco, or Alejandro, but they’ve held a lot back to make things possible.
