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Sheesh.His dirty words are so much hotter than they should be. Roman’s jaw tightens as I reach for my clit. I’m so incredibly wet I whimper as I run my fingers through my folds. The evidence of my arousal sticks to my fingers. I look down at my hands, eyes wide as I continue to rub the slick folds.
“Look at me, Elena,” Roman says sharply.
I moan as I meet his dark blue eyes.
“That’s my girl,” he says with a grin. Very briefly, my eyes travel down to his cock, which is already hard. “Now dip a finger inside.”
There’s no way to fight off the blush on my cheeks as I follow his instructions. I drag my finger across my folds before gently pressing inside. Roman’s groan spurs me on as I slip my finger inside completely. He says something else but I barely hear him as I start thrusting inside faster, imagining it’s his finger. My orgasm loom and I chase after it. Seeking relief. I move to add another finger but Roman’s there in an instant. I gasp as his hand closes around my wrist.
“I didn’t say you could do that,lupacchiotta. Don’t be a bad girl.”
I snarl, irritated at the dampening of my impending orgasm.
“Then come do it yourself,” I snap.
That’s all he needs to hear. He licks my finger clean before pulling me to the edge of the bed and kneeling between my legs. My skin flushes and my pulse skyrockets at the first lick of his tongue on my clit. All I can do is whimper as he thrusts it inside me. Then Roman adds his fingers, curling them against my inner walls. I gasp, my thighs locking around his head. He uses his thumb to stroke my clit and the friction, plus the pressure and the feel of his mouth on me, is enough to push me to the land of complete and utter bliss.
My mouth falls open as I muffle my scream. My back falls against the bed and for a couple of seconds, all I see is stars. When my eyes open, they connect with his and I’m suddenly filled with urgency. All I know is raw hunger and need as I reach for the hem of Roman’s shirt. Thankfully, he seems to feel the same way because he’s unhooking my bra in the same breath. We quickly discard all our clothes. I only get a glimpse at his gloriously tattooed chest before he’s kissing me. Our tongues meet in a dance that I’m quickly becoming familiar with.
“Fuck, Roman, I need you,” I cry.
“Slight issue,” Roman says in between kissing me. “I don’t have a condom with me.”
“Birth control,” I say softly.
I got on the pill a few weeks after I gave birth to Cassie, not wanting to take any chances again.
Roman’s stare is intense as he looks at me. “You sure?”
“If I wasn’t sure I wouldn’t be asking, now would I?”
He bites my bottom lip for the comment. Then he rewards me when the head of his cock teases at my entrance. He looks at me, something vulnerable in the depths of his eyes.
“It’s not a mistake this time,” he says in a tone that brooks no argument.
“It’s not a mistake,” I promise.
All his self-control disappears as he pushes in. I gasp as he stretches me.
“How are we doing so far?” Roman murmurs.
“More,” I pant.
I feel his smile against my neck as he pushes in with one hard thrust.
“Oh god.”
He’s deep. So fucking deep I can feel him everywhere.
“And how does that feel?” he asks.
“Perfect,” I whisper.
“No, you’re perfect,” he counters, kissing me once before slamming inside of me.
Again and again. Roman sets a brutal, steady pace, his mouth sliding down my neck as his hand rises to cup my breast. The room is filled with the sound of slapping bodies, my loud moans, and Roman’s quiet gasps. Each stroke causes my breaths to stutter.
“Oh my,” I say in a breathless rush.
