Page 182 of Dance of Defiance

He’s still jerking and milking my cock, and as he fucks into me over and over, I begin to feel the cum boiling in my balls.

“Fuck, baby—!” I choke, gasping against his mouth and pressing my forehead to his as my face crumples. “Fuck…Val…shit, I?—”

“Come for me, wreckage,” he growls into my neck, sinking his teeth into the sensitive skin. “I want you to come. I want you to make a fucking mess for me.”

He rams into me harder and faster, fucking thehellout of me as I start to shake from head to toe. I fight to keep my gaze locked on his. But as I start to tumble over the edge, my whole face clenches up and my eyes squeeze shut.

“VAL!!!”

I scream his name as I start to come, my cock spasming and pulsing in his hand as cumshootsout of my head. Hot, thick,white ropes spurt across my abs and chest, with more running down my cock and his hand.

Val doesn’t stop. He doesn’t even slow down. He just groans, thrusting into me, his mouth an inch from mine.

I crush my lips to his, kissing him harder and deeper, feeling him glide over that spot inside again and again.

I’mstillfucking hard, free-floating in that numb, mind-bending place that comes right after orgasm.

My whole body is still tingling and pulling, my ass swallowing his huge dick on every thrust as he reams me out.

Good fucking God, I think I’m going to come again.

I grab his face, crushing my lips to his and pulling him down to me. Val groans, wrapping one arm around my neck and yanking me against him as he fists my cock in his hand.

“Fuck,” he chokes breathily against my mouth. “Fuck,Roman…”

“Come in me,” I moan, shuddering and writhing as the orgasm—a fucking third one—begins to tingle through my fingers and toes. “Please come in?—”

“Roman!”

His mouth sears to my lips, his tongue plunging inside to dance with mine as he buries every inch of his huge cock deep in my ass.

And when I feel him begin to pulse and jerk, and feel the first hot flood of his cum, I shatter.

I kiss him wildly, madly, a clash of teeth and lips and tongues as he groans and pumps his cum into me. My cock lurches andpulses in his hand as cum erupts from the tip to splatter over my abs.

He slides out, then back in, then out, then in. My vision blurs, and my whole body begins to shake and hum and quiver.

My last thought is “did that man just make me comethree fucking times?”

Then I black out.

33

VAL

“I wouldnothave guessedyou were a Billy Joel fan.”

Roman glances over from the kitchen area of his open-concept penthouse, a sheepish look on his face.

“I…” He opens his mouth, then closes it again and shrugs. “Yeah.”

“Hold up. What were you going to say?”

“N-nothing.”

I roll my eyes, leaning against the shelves and shelves of vinyl. “Bullshit. Say it.”

“Forget it.”