and down on his cock, causing the air to leave my lungs. I press my hands against his firm chest, feeling the feverish beat of his heart beneath my palms.
His skin is so warm, the smell of soap, and sandalwood washes over me, and the way he holds me to his body with his cock secured deep inside me is enough to make me weep. This man is everything, and I’ll be damned if I don’t prove it to him one way or another.
“You make me whole...you make me feel love when I never thought I would. You keep me safe, you worship my body like it was made for you and I won’t let you go. No matter what you do, no matter who you kill, no matter what choices you make, I will not walk away from you Roman,” I whisper breathlessly against his lips. Keeping my eyes on his, I move up and down his length slowly, so slowly that it almost kills me. It feels like our hearts our fusing together, the connection between us tightening, and our bodies tethering, becoming one. Roman’s eyes are bright, and they never waver from mine, not even as I start to bounce up and down on his length needing more. My nails pierce his flesh and he hisses through his gritted teeth as he lets me control the rhythm.
“Damn, Sophie,” he rasps. “Fuck my cock baby…ride it…” His hands grip onto my hips with bruising force as he starts to move me, forcing me to take him deeper, and harder.
“Right there baby, yes, fuck…”
I bite my bottom lip hard enough to make it bleed stifling the deep moan of pleasure that threatens to rip from my throat. The sound of my skin slapping against his fills the room followed by our deep pants and moans. I never want the moment to end...never.
“Slow,” I moan, freezing my hips in Roman’s tight grip. I can see he’s battling for control, his eyes completely black now. He wants to fuck me through the mattress, and make sure I feel him for days, but I want the moment to go on forever. His muscles tense with the effort it takes for him to stop and listen to me for a second.
“I’m too close to the edge baby…I can’t stop,” He grits through his teeth and in the next second he’s flipping us, my back lands softly against the mattress. A pout forms on my lips, but dissolves into thin air as he swivels his hips, grinding his center into my pussy, stroking my clit and fucking me deep and hard all at once. Heat spreads through me, sizzling over every nerve ending. I thrash against the bed sheets and Roman secures both of my hands in one of his pressing them against the mattress above my head.
“I want to see your pretty pussy swallow my cock...I want to see you take it all, and milk every drop of my release…” His words, are filthy, so filthy but I need them. I want them.
I’m completely at his mercy, his cock spearing my body, claiming me with every penetrating stroke. An O forms against my lips…I can feel it, building deep in my belly...each time he bottoms out inside me, it grows closer, my impending orgasm is going to rip through me like an F-5 tornado barreling through the fields of Kansas and there is nothing I can do.
“Roman…” I scream his name as my thighs attempt to shut around his huge frame. The pleasure boarding on pain, as my pussy quivers squeezing him impossibly hard before sending a gush of release over his cock. He smirks because he knows my body, he knows just what to say to set me off into the sky like a rocket.
“Mmmm…so good, baby…so fucking good…” His thrusts grow harsher, and his breaths come out in deep pants, while his fingers sink deep into my flesh, likely leaving bruises. But I don’t care, he isn’t hurting me, he is loving me, fucking me with every fiber inside his body, and I love it. I fucking love it so much I want more.
I watch through hooded eyes, my entire body slick with sweat, and pleasure as he fucks me to reach his own release.
“Is this tight little cunt made for me?” I can’t even respond, my throat feels raw, another orgasm coiling deep inside me. When I don’t answer him, Roman thrusts deeper, swiveling his hips causing his cock to