Havok: A Bad Boy Mafia Romance - Riley Rollins Page 0,64

over it. It makes the oncoming orgasm feel deep, huge, and unavoidable.

"I'm gonna cum," I pant between breaths, and he makes an approving noise without taking his mouth off me.

Then the oncoming waves crest, and I bite down on my lip hard, almost enough to draw blood. The pleasure surges through me, and I feel all the muscles inside squeezing and contracting, all the build-up and tension rolling off me in waves. The urgent need and desire transforms itself into release, and my body shudders as waves of pleasure ripple through me.

When I finally finish, I feel like I'm sinking into the bedsheets. Havok slowly eases up on me, gliding his tongue over my lips, cleaning me up, tasting my deepest desires.

Then, he comes back to me, and presses his lips onto mine, and I taste myself. A forbidden thrill rushes through me. For some reason, tasting myself on his lips is just so fucking hot. I feel like I can cum again. I just need him inside me.

I pull away, staring into his eyes, admiring his long, beautiful eyelashes. "Fuck me," I say. "Please. I need you so bad."

He hooks his arms under my knees, pulling them up to my shoulders, opening me up to him. He reaches down and grabs his cock, and I see that it's still hard and thick with need. He places the head against my wetness, and the teasing sensation is almost too much to bear. I thrust my hips toward him, trying to make his cock slip inside me, but he teases me, pulling away.

"You want this thick cock in your tight cunt," he says.

I nod, almost desperately.

"Because even though you're pregnant with my kid, you just can't get enough of me."

"I need it so bad," I whisper, fisting his thick, dark hair.

"I need it worse," he whispers into my ear. Then, he slides the head of his cock into me, slowly, and I gasp as he stretches me. He's so big that it almost hurts, but at the same time it satisfies me in a way that I've barely ever imagined. Right now I have no goal in life, no other desires than to be filled up, to be this man's fuckdoll. He's so fucking strong, and confident, and dangerous, and my pussy brings him to his knees. It fills me with a deep sense of satisfaction.

Then, he slides his cock the rest of the way into me, right up to the hilt. I gasp, and it surprises even me that I can take his huge tool all the way inside me.

He withdraws and thrusts again, and I move my hips in motion with him, milking his cock, wanting everything he has to offer me. If I weren't already pregnant, I would beg him to fuck a baby into me. As he grunts, almost tearing me apart with his rock-hard cock, I lose myself in satisfaction. I can't imagine anything better than to be carrying his child, having him inside me, giving everything I have to offer.

But he slows down, and pulls out. And when he does, it gives me such an empty feeling. I hate it.

He gets off the bed, standing up, and then bends over and picks me up, cradling me in his arms. I tilt my head up, and we share a kiss. "I'm taking you from behind," he says. He puts me on my feet, then pushes me up against the bedroom wall. His hard cock, wet and slippery with my fluids, presses against my ass, and I ache for him to slip inside me again. He doesn't make me wait long.

He stuffs me, fills me, and begins to fuck me hard. My body crashes up against the wall, over and over again, the paint getting slick with my sweat. "Your cunt is so fucking tight," he whispers into my ear. As he thrusts, I try to hold myself away from the wall, but his weight and power are too much. Eventually I just give up, turning my cheek to rest my head against the wall, and I let him take me, hard and fast.

With my legs squeezed hard together, each thrust stimulates me deep inside, and the friction transfers over my skin to my clit. His hands wander up my sides as he fucks me, slipping between the wall and my body, cupping my breasts. I've never felt so dominated or owned in my life. No one has ever fucked me like this before. And I'm fucking