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When we get back to the house, I don’t even care if King is home, or about our fight earlier. His father has me so wound up, one touch and I’ll explode. Roman kisses my neck as he pushes me up against the wall in the living room. He takes my hand and pulls me up the stairs to his room. King and I are both downstairs, but he has a whole floor upstairs to himself.
Closing the door, he grips me gently by the throat and kisses me hard. His thumb rubs against my pulse point, which I know betrays how excited I am. I know Roman demands control, and there’s a part of me that wants to serve him.
The other part wants him to spank me.
“There’s a devious spark in your eyes, baby. What are you thinking about?” he asks, kissing and sucking on my neck.
“I want to suck your cock, Sir,” I moan. “Please… please, I need it.”
Pushing me onto my knees, he pulls out his cock. “Far be it from me to say no to that. Hands behind your back and open wide,” he commands. My eyes widen as I open my mouth. “Such a good fucking girl. Stick your tongue out.”
I follow directions like a good girl, and soon his hands are buried in my hair and he’s fucking my mouth. Tears quickly leak from my eyes as he gags me and then retreats a bit so I can get used to him, before pushing deeper down my throat.
“Pull your dress off,” he tells me. “I want to see if that pretty pink pussy is glistening for me yet.”
A rush of arousal surprises me at his words, and I moan as I suck his cock. Stripping quickly for him, I enjoy watching his eyes take me in.
Stepping away from me, his cock releases from my mouth with a pop. “Get on the bed, legs open. I need to feel you come on my face before I bury myself between your legs,” he says.
Scrambling up quickly, I get onto the bed and do as he says.
Roman stalks me to the bed, pulling his shirt off one-handed. His toned flesh finally exposed, and I can’t wait to get a closer look at his tattoos.
“Show me how wet you are,” he says softly. “I want to see.”
My hand glides down to my pussy, two fingers entering it. “More,” he insists, his eyes never leaving my center.
Whimpering, I push another finger in, pumping them inside of me. The sound of wetness fills the room, and Roman takes off his pants, as if he’s satisfied with my performance. Legs wide open, I refuse to hide from him, so he can see everything. This should be depraved and dirty, but his presence is all I can focus on.
Roman bends until his face is eye level with my pelvis and then he whispers, “Don’t stop. Good girls get to come.”
His mouth sucks on my clit, and I whimper as my body bows for him. My other hand fondles my breast, teasing and punishing my nipple.
“You’re so damn beautiful. Now show me you can take what you deserve. Come for me,” Roman demands.
“Oh… Oh God, Roman,” I gasp, pushing my fingers farther inside my pussy, shuddering my release as he pinches my clit.
Roman pulls me up higher onto the bed, grabbing a soft rope and tying my wrists together. “Nod if this is alright,” he murmurs.
Nodding, I bask in the warmth of pride as he smiles at me. Binding the rope to the headboard, he kisses me hard. His hands drift along my body, and I writhe as I enjoy the feeling of his calloused fingers on my skin.
I've always loved King, and thought he was my one. My endgame. I never imagined I'd be here in his father's bed.
Roman stares down at me with such intensity, goosebumps covering my bare flesh. Leaning down, he kisses me again and I sigh against his lips, tasting myself on them.
“This has to be our secret. No one can ever know. Especially my son,” he grumbles as I arch my back, pressing my chest tighter to his.
“I know, Daddy. I won’t tell anyone,” I mumble, and he growls, dropping to his knees and burying his face between my thighs, just like he said he was going to. He licks me clean then climbs back onto the bed, hovering.
“Do we need protection?” he asks, and I shake my head. I know I’m clean, and I’ve been on some form of birth control since I was thirteen. He groans as he drags his cock through my wetness, pressing softly against my entrance. I whine and his whiskey eyes snap to mine with a stern glare.
Biting my lip, I gasp as quietly as I can when he thrusts inside of me. He’s so thick, and I haven't had a cock inside of me in over two years. No, I’m not going to think about his son right now!
“Fuck, you’re so tight, milking my cock,” Roman groans and I whimper. I must have been too loud again because he shoves his fingers into my mouth and orders me to suck them. My pussy gushes and I know that he felt it. “God, you’re so damn perfect. That’s it, I’m keeping you.”
I can’t think about what he just said, or what it means, because he’s hitting the most amazing places inside of me. Before I know it, I’m coming again, and he’s pulling out of me. Jerking his cock twice, he covers my tits in ropes of cum, marking me.
Kissing me hard, he rubs it into my skin, growling, “Mine.”
