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“Don’t be a smartass,” Roman states.
“Don’t tell me what to be,” I retort.
I really should stop challenging him. I also shouldn’t be this turned on. My skin is sensitive and every light graze of his body against mine sends a fresh bolt of desire through me. My nipples pebble under my dress.
“Let’s get this off,” Roman says, voice softer than I’ve ever heard it. He reaches for the hem and I lean away so he’s able to pull my dress off. And then I’m seated atop him in nothing but light blue lace panties.
Roman stares for longer than necessary at my naked breasts. I didn’t wear a bra because they don’t deserve that kind of torture for hours on end. When his eyes lift to my face, he grins wolfishly.
“Fuck yes,” he breathes before he sucks one aching nipple into his mouth.
I clutch his arm and let out a soft moan. “Oh god.”
Wetness slides down my thighs, making my panties even wetter. I’m sure he can feel it. But he doesn’t mind me making a mess as he continues sucking my tits while I grind against his cock. I feel my orgasm looming. Roman turns his attention to my other nipple, tugging on it with his teeth.
“You’re so fucking wet I can feel it through my pants, trouble. You want me to fuck you, don’t you? Make you cum so hard you’ll feel me for days. You want me to fuck you like a little slut?”
His words are dirty and depraved, and I shouldn’t be getting off on it. But I am. As is made clear when I orgasm, my mouth opening in a silent scream. I arch my back, leaning against his chest as aftershocks roll through me. A few seconds later, my breathing calms enough that I can look him in the eye.
“You really are a little slut, huh?’ Roman asks with sexy confidence. “I didn’t even touch your pussy and you came all over my pants.”
My mouth drops open and I feel myself blush. I never blush.
“Shut up,” I mumble.
He smirks. “Want me to finger you next? You’ll get to come even harder than you just did.”
He’s so fucking infuriating and yet my pussy clenches, responding to his words. I don’t want to give him the satisfaction of letting him know just how much I want it, though.
“It’s fine, Rome. I get it, some guys just aren’t as good as they think. I came on my own just now, I can do it again.”
His eyes narrow. “You’re going to regret saying that in a second.”
My mouth drops open when he reaches for my panties and rips them off.
“Go on, spread your legs me for,” he prompts, and I’m shameless enough to do it, leaning backward so he has a clear view of my pussy. “Fucking perfect.”
He rubs his thumb over my clit and I let out a sound that’s a cross between a groan and moan. Heat races down my spine as he thrusts a finger inside of me, teasing me with leisurely strokes. His thumb circles over my clit while he continues to pump into me, and I’m practically dripping over his hand, my body aching for release. When he adds another finger, I almost shatter right there. But Roman’s a dick because in the next breath, he pulls his hand away.
“No,” I whine.
His blue eyes gleam. “Kiss me, Elena,” he commands.
I’m so desperate, I do so without hesitation, wrapping my arms around his neck and closing my lips over his. Roman’s hand slides into my hair as he kisses me back with passion, his mouth molding to mine like it was made to do it. He explores my mouth with deep, sweeping strokes and I drink in the taste of him. Whiskey and spice.
My hands move down to the collar of his shirt and I start undoing his buttons in a rush while Roman keeps kissing me. I pull away to suck on the side of his neck as my hands roam over the muscles on his chest. His hand grips mine hard and I suddenly can’t take it anymore.
“Roman,” I gasp. “I need you to fuck me.”
“Good thing our needs are aligned,” is all he says before reaching between us for the buckle of his pants.
We manage to free his cock and it stands erect, hard and huge and thick. It’s already dripping with pre-cum. I slowly grip the top, gathering the moisture, and slide my finger down its length.
Roman’s head falls back as he lets out a loud groan. For just a second, I remember that we’re in a car, by the side of a road that is thankfully deserted. Still, anyone could find us here. But when Roman’s eyes meet mine, I forget all about that. Hell, I even forget to breathe.
They’re darkened with so much lust, it sends a shock of electricity through me.
“Lift your hips, Elena,” he whispers.
