From Best Friend To Fiancé (Savannah and Roman) novel Chapter 499

Chapter 499

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Roman’s chuckle was low, cruel. “We can’t.” He said, mimicking my words om earlier. His hand slid down, his fingers tracing the curve of my

waist before gripping my thigh, hiking it up around his hip.

The position spread me open, my pussy bare and slick, the heat of my core pressing against his thigh. “Wounds are still fresh, my love. My head hurts. My chest hurts.” He casually admitted. His fingers teased my entrance, not pushing in, just tracing the damp folds, making me

squirm. “But I can still make you come, can’t I?”

Before I could answer, he spun me around, pressing my front against the old tile.

I gasped, the sudden chill making my nipples pebble even harder. Roman’s body covered mine from behind, his chest pressing against my back, his cock nestled between my ass cheeks, thick and long.

His hands slid around me, one gripping my throat, the other cupping my breast, his fingers squeezing, his thumb rolling my nipple between his

fingers.

I whimpered, my head falling back against his shoulder, my hips grinding back against him instinctively.

“I love seeing you lose control like this,” Roman growled, his lips against my ear. “And dripping for me.” His hand slid down, his fingers parting my folds, finding my clit.

He circled it, his touch firm and familiar.

My breath hitched, my body jerking against his. “Roman–fuck-” My voice was a broken whisper, my nails scraping against the tile.

He pinched my clit, hard, and I cried out, my back arching, my ass pressing back against his cock. Roman groaned, his hips rocking forward, the head of his dick dragging through my wetness, coating himself in my arousal.

“You’re mine,” he snarled, his teeth sinking into the curve of my shoulder

I sobbed, my body trembling, my pussy clenching around nothing. His fingers worked me faster, his thumb pressing down on my clit as he rolled it, his other hand still gripping my breast, squeezing until I whimpered.

“Say it.” He commanded.

“I’m yours,” I gasped, my voice breaking. “Only yours-”

Roman’s growl vibrated against my skin. “Damn right.” His fingers moved faster, his cock throbbing against my ass, the need to bury himself inside me was clearly unbearable.

But he couldn’t–not yet.

Instead, he watched my breasts sway with every ragged breath, the heavy weight of them jiggling as his hand mauled me, his fingers leaving red marks on my skin.

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My moans filled the shower, my body tightening, my thighs trembling as my orgasm

built.

“Come for me,” Roman demanded, his voice a strong command.

He twisted my nipple hard, and I screamed, my back bowing as my pussy olsed, my rela

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crashing over me.

Roman didn’t stop, his fingers working me through it, drawing out every last shudder, every gasp. Only when I sagged against the tile, my body spent, did he finally pull his hand away, his cock aching, his balls heavy and full,

He turned me back to face him, his mouth crashing onto mine again, his fangue plundering my mouth as if he could taste my orgasm on my

lips.

I melted against him, my body pliant, my hands sliding up to tangle in his hair.

Roman groaned into the kiss, his cock trapped between us, throbbing, desperate for release. But he wouldn’t take it–not like this. Not when his wounds still burned.

Instead, he broke the kiss. His breath ragged, his dark eyes burning into mine as he forced me to my knees.

Dropping to my knees in front of him, I looked up, meeting his gaze as I stroked him, my grip tight, my thumb swirling over the sensitive underside of his cockhead. His abs flexed, his breath coming in sharp, uneven bursts as I leaned in, my tongue flicking out to taste the salty

tip.

“Fuck-” His hand flew to my hair again, fingers tangling, gripping, but I didn’t let him guide me. Not yet.

I grinned, my nails scraping lightly over his sac before I squeezed just enough to make him hiss. “This time around, I’m in charge.”

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