From Best Friend To Fiancé (Savannah and Roman) novel Chapter 498

Chapter 498

And there we remained. Suspended. Waiting.

Guess I’m getting lucky today after all.

Savannah

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I didn’t hesitate. I dropped to my knees in front of him, the cool porcelain of the bathroom floor pressing against my skin. I reached up, my fingers wrapping around the base of his cock, my touch firm.

Roman hissed, his hips jerking forward instinctively, his length already thick and veiny, the head flushed dark with blood. He was painfully hard, the kind that made his thighs tremble, his breath coming in short, sharp bursts through his nose.

All that anger…

“Fuck,” he growled, his voice rough. His dark eyes burned down at me, his chest heaving.

I didn’t speak. I just leaned in, my breath hot against the sensitive skin of his inner thigh before my tongue flicked out, tracing a slow, w path up the underside of his shaft.

Roman’s abs clenched, his fingers tangling in my hair, gripping tight enough to make my scalp prickle. He didn’t guide me–he didn’t need to. I knew exactly what he wanted. What he needed.

So I let him grip and tug as hard as he wanted.

My lips parted, and I took him into my mouth, my tongue swirling around the crown before I sank down, my throat opening for him with ease.

Roman groaned, his head falling back, his free hand slamming against the wall for balance. The heat of my mouth was probably driving him insane, the way my lips stretched around his girth, the wet, sloppy sounds filling the shower as I bobbed my head, taking him deeper with

every pass.

“Oh, God.” He groaned. “Yes… fuck yes.”

My fingers dug into his ass, pulling him closer, urging him to fuck my face, and Roman didn’t resist. He slowly thrust his hips forward, his cock hitting the back of my throat, my gag reflex barely there as I swallowed around him, my throat fluttering.

“That’s it,” he snarled, his voice a guttural rasp. “Take it. Take every fucking inch.” His grip in my hair tightened, his fingers twisting in the strands as he set the pace, his cock pistoning in and out of my mouth.

I moaned around him, the vibration sending a jolt of pleasure straight to his balls. My hands slid up, cupping his ass, my nails scoring his skin as I hollowed my cheeks, my lips sealed tight around the base of his shaft was relentless, my mouth a vice, my tongue working the underside of his cock with expert precision.

Roman’s breath came in ragged gasps, his muscles coiled so tight I knew he could feel the burn in his thighs.

He pulled me off with a wet pop, breathing fast while clutching his chest, his cock glistening with my saliva as the head was still swollen and

angry.

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I gasped, my lips red and swollen, a string of spit connecting my mouth this tip before it snapped.

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I looked up at him, my eyes dark with hunger, my chest heaving. “I love deng that,” I murmured, my voice husky, my fingers stroking hit

length. I want more.”

Roman didn’t answer with words. He yanked me up, his mouth crashing onto mine in a bruising kiss.

I melted against him, my body pressing flush to his, my breasts mashed against his chest, the hard points of my nipples dragging against his

skin

Roman’s tongue plunged into my mouth, tangling with mine, his teeth nipping at my lower lip before he sucked it between his, biting down just hard enough to make me whimper. His hands roamed over me, one gripping my hip hard enough to leave marks, the other sliding up to palm my breast, his thumb flicking over my nipple.

1 arched into his touch, a needy sound tearing from my throat. “Roman–is name was a plea, a demand, my fingers clawing at his shoulders, my nails digging into the thick muscle.

He tore his mouth from mine, his breath hot against my ear. “You want me to fuck you, don’t you?” His voice shook, his lips brushing the shell of my ear before his teeth closed around the lobe, biting down.

I shuddered, my body trembling against his. “Yes,” I gasped. “I do-”

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