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He dragged out of her and drove into her again. This time she moved to meet him, her body taking over in an instinctual need for release.

He twisted her hair enough to make her freeze, then bent over her body. He slipped his free hand around to cup her tit in his hand, pinching the nipple between two fingers until she moaned.

“You don’t move unless I tell you to,” he murmured in her ear. “I’m in charge. Your job is to take orders. Can you do that, Ruby?”

“Yes,” she said.

He let go of her tit and straightened. “I always knew you were a good fucking girl, Ruby.” There was something tortured in his voice, like he was exercising a tremendous amount of control he didn’t want to exercise. “Always knew your sweet cunt was made for me.”

He drove into her again, just as hard, and this time he didn’t stop. She forced herself to remain still as he plundered her body, filling her so completely there was no room for anything but him.

No thought. No reason.

Just his hand in her hair, holding her in place, his thrusts as he buried his cock deep inside her.

She had to force herself not to move as her orgasm built. It took monumental effort not to meet his thrusts, not to move with him in an effort to reach release.

But she didn’t. She did what he’d ordered her to do, closing her eyes and taking his brutal thrusts, moaning and gasping as her impending orgasm filled her from the inside out, surprised to find her pleasure exaggerated by the restraint imposed on her.

“Roman… I’m going to come.”

“And I’m going to let you come because you’ve been such a good fucking girl,” he said as he pounded into her.

She came apart all at once, shuddering and crying out into the room as Roman growled his release behind her.

“Fuck yes,” he grunted, still holding on to her hair.

The sting of it heightened her orgasm, and she sank more deeply into it letting the current carry her away until there was nothing but sweet release, utter abandon, her mind blissfully blank, devoid of everything but pure pleasure.

She was limp when Roman stopped moving inside her, barely able to hold herself up.

He left kisses along her spine, then pulled out.

She collapsed onto her stomach and heard his sexy chuckle through the dark.

“Stay here, sweetheart. I’m going to run you a bath.”

A bath sounded lovely, but she didn’t even have the energy to respond. She heard the water running in the bathroom and let herself drift in the darkness behind her eyelids.

She was startled awake by the feeling of being lifted into the air.

“It’s okay.” Roman was carrying her to the bathroom. He placed a reverent kiss on her forehead. “I’m going to take care of you now.”

19

ROMAN

He laid his head back against the tub, more content than he had a right to be.

Ruby had responded beautifully in bed, coming alive under his commands, eagerly taking what he’d given.

The pleasure had been powerful — the total occupation of her immobile body, the silken strands of her hair in his fists, her submission to his will — and he was relieved that so far she seemed fine.

Tired — which was normal — but fine.

He’d offered to leave her in the bath, but she’d insisted he join her and he hadn’t had the willpower to refuse the offer of her soft wet body between his thighs.

“Is it always like that?” she asked, her head against his chest. “That… intense?”

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