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“Roman,” I whimper as he takes a nipple between his teeth and nips at it.

My core spasms and the ache blooms. I grow hotter as he closes his mouth over a nub and sucks deep into his warm mouth. My breath explodes in my chest at the sensations, the suction, rendering me almost mindless and helpless to his touch. He moves to the other tight nipple, sucking and nipping. I moan low in my throat, squeezing my thighs as my sex tightens in response.

My hands slide down his back and I slip them into his shorts, clutching his tight ass cheeks. Feeling bolder, I move a hand to his front, closing it over his hardening shaft. His cock jerks in my hands and Roman groans. The sound washes over me and spurs me on. My grip tightens and I slide it up his shaft. He lets go of my nipples and raises his head.

Our gazes clash and I inhale sharply at the molten desire swimming in the depths of his gray eyes. “I want to touch you,” I rasp, pushing down his shorts.

He rises to his feet, dislodging my hands and yanking off his shorts. He throws them aside and lies on the blanket beside me, his glistening cock hard and erect. “I’m all yours, baby,” he says in a rough tone, arranging his arms behind his head.

My breath seizes as I take in the sight of Roman in all of his glory. I haven’t had the time to really see the whole of his body, and now I can’t take my gaze off him. His cock is thick and long, curving slightly, and a drop of precum wells up at the tip under my stare. My mouth waters with the need to lick it off him, but I shift my gaze upward when I see a long scar at his right side.

My eyes widen as I trace it with my fingertips. “What happened to you here?” I ask, grazing my thumb on the spot as I look up at him.

“I had a different upbringing, baby. And I’ll tell you all about it later. Right now, I need you,” he says softly, and I gasp at the deep need in his eyes.

I know his need to have my hands on him is as strong as my need to touch him. So I sit up and slide my thighs over his lap, my legs on either side of him. I lean down to press a lingering kiss on his lips, and then I slide my mouth down to his throat, reveling in his low groan. My hands grow bolder, gliding over his shoulders and chest, and I look up to find his harsh gaze on mine. Then I swirl my tongue around a nipple and suck while watching him. He jerks in my arms, his arms tightening and his breath growing harsher with each suck.

Heat blooms and grows inside me at his response. I slide my hands sensually all over him, trailing nips and soothing kisses down his chest to his abdomen until his hands reach out to grip my shoulders.

“No touching,” I purr in a husky voice filled with need. I know that all bets are off when his hands touch my body. Just a slight graze of his hands and I’m trembling with need.

“Too late, baby,” he growls, then pulls me until my nipples graze his chest and my whole body tightens.

“I haven’t pleasured you yet,” I say with disapproval, my body humming with desire as he grinds his cock against my core.

“I know, baby. I want to do the same,” he rasps, still wreaking havoc as he grinds against me. Suddenly he stops and orders in a guttural tone, “Turn around.”

I do as he says, facing his hard cock with my sex turned toward his face. I can feel myself growing even wetter at the thought of what’s going to happen next. He leans in, his beard tickling my inner thighs, and I tremble, unable to concentrate.

“I can’t feel your hands or mouth on me, baby. Do you want me to stop?” he asks. His breath puffs against my sex and sends warm shivers through my body.

“N-no,” I say, then slowly lick the precum at the tip of his cock.

He jerks and groans against my flesh.Two can play this game…

I smile and gently close my mouth on the tip of his cock and suck hard. The hands holding my thighs tighten. Then I feel the heat of his mouth before he sucks my swollen and achy clit. I moan low in my throat as I encircle his thick girth and slide his cock deeper into my mouth, sucking hard. My thighs tremble as he slowly pushes two fingers into my aching channel and I tighten convulsively around them. He slides his fingers in and out, grazing sensitive nerves and triggering moans and whimpers. My mouth tightens around him in response and I suck him deeper until I gag.

He jerks hard, pushing his cock deeper, and my throat expands to accommodate him. “Fuck, Bella,” he grunts harshly. Then he releases my thighs and pulls me up by the waist, dislodging my mouth from his cock.

“I need to be inside you, right now,” he growls. “Turn around, baby.” He urges my body to turn around until I comply.

He lifts me, lining up his hard shaft against my soaked slit. I slowly slide down onto his cock, wetness flooding my channel, lubricating my walls, allowing his shaft to slide deeper. Then, Roman slams into me from below, triggering a sudden orgasm.

“Oh God!” I shout.

It’s sharp and fast. My fingers rake his sides as I clench hard on his shaft. He doesn’t wait or let up, starting to drive into me as if possessed, stroking the nerves in my walls and triggering aftershocks. His movements are precise and passionate as he enters me stroke for stroke. Before long, I’m moving with him, sliding over his cock. The position makes me feel every stroke of his flesh inside me, deeper and fuller than I’ve ever known.

My soft whimpers turn into moans, and they mingle with his grunts of pleasure, drifting into the warm air. Heat flares up inside me, gripping my mind and filling it with unrestrained pleasure and the need to climax again. I can’t take it anymore. I lean down until my upper body rests on his and my hands grips his shoulders.

His strokes go even deeper and I freeze, gripping him hard. “Roman!” I cry out as another orgasm washes over me.

But he doesn’t let up. I’m a trembling and quivering mess as he strokes faster. My gaze goes to his eyes and I can’t look away. The rawness and deep-seated hunger in them holds me hostage, and I’m a willing slave to it.

“P-please. I-I can’t,” I sob as a tidal wave of pleasure rises inside me.

“You can, baby. Just one more,” he says in a tone harsh with need.

This time, the ache is fervent and urgent, rising from the depths of my gut. My sobbing moans ring aloud with every driving thrust, and I’m so mindless with the need to come that it scares me. Roman suddenly jackknifes, flipping us over so my back is on the blanket and he’s above me, thrusting hard and not breaking his gaze or stride.