From Best Friend To Fiancé (Savannah and Roman) novel Chapter 330

Chapter 330

She was half–part scared and half–part amazed. The feel. The weight. The reaction her inexperienced actions caused an experienced man like Reese.

“Not so dominant now, are you?” she taunted, her voice breathless.

His eyes snapped open, dark and dangerous. In one swift motion, he flipped her again, his body pinning hers to the mattress. His hand wrapped around her throat, his grip firm but not tight enough to cut off her air. Lizzie’s pulse jumped beneath his fingers, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.

“Still think you’re in charge?” Reese’s voice was a low growl, his dick pressing heavily against her stomach.

“Are you?” Lizzie met his gaze, defiance flashing in her eyes even as her body trembled beneath him. “Prove it.”

His free hand slid down her body, his fingers finding the damp heat between her legs without hesitation. He groaned at how wet she was,

his fingers slipping easily through her folds before pushing inside her in one deep thrust.

“Fuck-!” Lizzie hissed. Her back arched, her nails raking down his arms as he fingered her, his touch rough and unrelenting. His thumb found her clit, circling it in tight, punishing strokes as his fingers curled inside her, hitting that spot that made her see stars, mixing pain

and pleasure.

To her, it felt like he was spreading her open. Widening her in an uncomfortable but delicious way. It hurt. A lot. But it was also very pleasurable. Especially with how Reese maintained eye contact with her.

A part of Lizzie wondered if Reese would have gotten this far with her if he knew she was a virgin. Even if he did, he would have taken things easier. Been a little gentler. And Lizzie didn’t want that.

Reese didn’t look away. His gaze bore into hers, his grip on her throat steady as he slowly fucked her with his fingers, his dick twitching against her stomach with every one of her desperate whimpers. “You feel warm,” he muttered. “And very tight.”

Lizzie shook her head, her breath coming in ragged bursts, her body coiling tighter, tighter-

His fingers crooked harder, his thumb pressing down on her clit, making her squeeze her eyes tightly in pain.

“Who’s in charge, Lizzie?”

“You-!” The word tore from her lips as her orgasm crashed over her, her back bowing off the bed, her pussy clamping down tightly around his fingers. Pleasure ripped through her, her vision whiting out as she cried out, her body shaking beneath him.

Reese didn’t stop. He fucked her through it, drawing out every last tremor, his fingers soaked in her release. Only when her body went limp beneath him did he slow, his touch gentling as he pulled his hand free.

Lizzie lay panting, her chest heaving, her skin slick with sweat. He brought his soaked fingers to her lips and smeared her juices on her

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lips, coating her lips in her own orgasm. Out of curiosity, her tongue darted out of her mouth and licked it.

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Reese smiled, then brought his fingers to his mouth, licking them clean with a slow, deliberate stroke of his tongue. His dick throbbed against her thigh, still painfully hard, the tip glistening with pre–cum.

Her body was spent. All the times she’d imagined how I’d feel to be touched by a man, nothing came close to this. The real thing. Nothing came close to being touched by Reese.

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