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He pressed against her G-spot and drew her clit into his mouth again, then felt her shudder against his face as she let go.
She cried out into the room, her grip on his hair painful enough to make his cock throb with excitement, the movement of her hips grinding her soaked pussy against his mouth and fingers.
He didn’t slow until she released the pressure on his hair, the tight coil of her body loosening as she collapsed back against the wall.
He stood and unzipped his pants. Her chest rose and fell with her labored breathing and her eyes were closed.
She still didn’t want to look at him while they fucked?
Fine.
He turned her around rough and fast.
Maybe too rough and fast.
Easy, he told himself.You’re not in the playroom. And this is Ruby.
When he spoke, his voice was raw from the effort of holding himself back. “Hands on the wall, sweetheart.”
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Ruby
She followed his command — and it was a command, despite thesweetheartthat came along with it. This was something she’d liked about Roman from the beginning: his quiet authority, even in bed.
Especially in bed.
Once upon a time, Ruby had been adventurous about sex, had even enjoyed it when Adam took control in bed. Then, he’d taken a different kind of control over the other parts of her life and sucked the appeal out of it.
But despite Roman’s command, she’d never once been afraid of him — not unless she counted the dark thrill that ran through her when they were fucking — and she wasn’t afraid now.
She put her hands on the wall, her body still on fire. The climax Roman had delivered with his mouth had only primed her for more of him and she shuddered as he unzipped the beautiful dress.
There was something erotic about being undressed from behind. She couldn’t see him, but she felt him push the dress off her shoulders, felt him ease it over her hips before it slid to a silky puddle around the Louboutins that had been delivered with the dress.
The hotel room wasn’t cold but she shivered as he unhooked her black lace bra, every brush of his fingers against her skin an electric shock that went straight to her core.
He pressed against her from behind, his massive cock hard against her ass as he lifted her hands from the wall to remove the bra before tossing it to the floor. She moved her ass against him instinctively, her pussy pulsing with hunger all over again, demanding to be filled by him.
He chuckled low and dark in her ear. “Patience, sweetheart.” He hooked a finger in her lace underwear and ripped them off as easily as if they were paper. “Won’t be needing these.”
Then she was naked, the crispness of his shirt and the wool of his pants sending a sensual thrill through her body as they brushed against her exposed flesh.
His hands grazed her ass, and then the hot length of his cock nestled between her ass cheeks.
She drew in a breath and closed her eyes against the tide of lust that roared through her body.
He slid his hands up her spine, taking his time, then slipped them around to cup her breasts. “You have the most perfect tits, Ruby,” he murmured against her neck. “In fact, every inch of you is perfection.”
His honeyed words were dangerous. They made her feel soft and warm toward him. Made her forget what he was. She was too tempted to sink into them, let them carry her down to the dark depths she’d been fighting against ever since Adam had presented her with the manila envelope.
She pushed back against Roman’s rigid cock. It was easier — safer — to seek refuge in the heat of her desire. That was pure biology. She couldn’t be blamed for the needs of her body.
“You’re not in charge here, Ruby.” There was an edge to his voice that scared her in the best of ways and a fresh rush of wet heat rushed between her thighs. “How does that make you feel?”
Her breath caught in her throat as she forced herself not to push against him. “Scared,” she panted.
“Is that all?” he asked against her ear.
