From Best Friend To Fiancé (Savannah and Roman) novel Chapter 337

Chapter 337

I arched my back, breaking our chest to chest contact just enough to fist the back of his head, my fingers tangling in his dark hair. “Fuck, I’ll never get over this feeling. Ever.” I moaned as he dragged his mouth to my chest.

Roman didn’t hesitate as he yanked down the cup of my bra, freeing one pert breast, his lips sealing around my nipple with a hungry

growl. The wet heat of his mouth sent a jolt straight to my clit, my hips stuttering as I ground down harder, my pussy gripping him like a

vise.

“Oh god–yes. Yes, like that,” I gasped, my free hand flying to my other breast, pinching my nipple between my fingers as Roman lavished attention on the first, his tongue swirling, his teeth grazing just enough to send sharp spikes of pleasure–pain through me. The dual sensations had me whimpering, my thighs trembling as I rode him faster, my ass slapping against his thighs with every downward thrust.

“Oh God.” I whimpered, tightening my fingers in his hair.

Roman’s cock throbbed inside me, the pressure building, his balls drawing up tight. He released my nipple with a wet pop, his breath ragged as he looked up at me, his dark eyes burning with need. “You’re so fucking perfect,” he groaned, his voice rough, his hands tightening on my ass as he thrust up to meet me, his hips lifting off the seat.

The change in angle sent him even deeper, the head of his cock pressing against my cervix, the stretch bordering on too much–but I loved it, craved the way he filled me.so completely.

“Oh fuck!” My moans turned desperate, my nails digging into his scalp as I bounced on his cock, my tits jiggling with every movement, my skin slick with sweat.

The plane’s gentle rocking only heightened the sensation, the vibration of the engines humming through my clit, pushing me closer to the edge. “I’m gonna come,” I panted, my voice breaking, my pussy clenching around him in warning.

Roman’s grip on my ass turned bruising, his fingers spreading my cheeks as he thrust up harder, his cock swelling inside me. “Do it,” he growled, his voice a dark command. “Come on my cock, baby. Milk me dry.”

That was all it took. My back bowed, a keening cry tearing from my throat as my orgasm crashed over me, my pussy rippling around him, my juices gushing over his shaft.

The sensation sent him over the edge, his cock pulsing as he buried himself to the hilt, his cum shooting deep inside me in thick, hot spurts. I could feel it, the way he filled me, his release triggering another wave of my own, my body shuddering as I collapsed against him, my forehead pressed to his.

We stayed like that, breathless and trembling, our hearts pounding in sync, the only sound heard was the ragged gasps between us and the steady hum of the plane cruising at altitude.

Roman’s hands stroked up and down my back, soothing now, his cock still twitching inside me as the last of his cum dripped from my cunt. I nuzzled against his neck, my lips brushing his pulse point, my body boneless and sated.

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Chapter 337

“Better?” I minmured, a smug smile tugging at my lips as I finally lifted my head to meet his gaze.

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