Chapter 283: Let’s Do It Quickly
Savannah
Roman’s chuckle was low, cruel. “We can’t.” He said, mimicking my
words from 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 cold 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
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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 1
whimpered.
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“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.
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 pulsed, my release 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.
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