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“No,” she admitted. “I’ve done nothing like this before. Can you take the lead?”

“With pleasure.” He kissed down her arm, ending with a press of his lips to her wrist, then crawled out of bed. “Remember—say peanut butter and we stop immediately.”

Chapter Nine

AVA

Her entire being vibrated with anticipation as she stripped off her thong and tank top. Lying naked in Roman’s bed, she waited for him to reappear in the doorway. He left moments ago, and the excitement of what would happen next had her knees shaking.

Sebastian had been the most upset about this request. He didn’t want to pretend with her. In fact, he told her she was messed up in the head for wanting something like this. No one actually role-played these things, he told her. And wanting a man to force himself on her while she struggled against him? That was out of the question, even consensually. He told her she was sick and needed therapy.

Yet, here was Roman. Ready at the drop of a hat to accommodate her desires and allow her to try this out. To see if she really wanted it. Judging by how wet she was just waiting for him, it was safe to say she did. She wanted it bad.

“I’ve been watching you, blondie.”

Roman appeared in the doorway, standing in nothing but his pants. His deep voice was more gravelly than usual. It had a menacing tone to it. Shivers swept across her body.

“How’d you get in here?” she asked.

“The front door was open. You practically invited me in,” he said, stepping closer to the bed.

“It wasn’t,” she said, gripping the bed sheets tight to her body to cover her nakedness.

“Baby, you’ve been lounging naked in that bed all evening, your tits and ass on display for anyone to see out those windows.” He flicked his gaze to the floor-to-ceiling windows that faced the forest behind the property. “You looked like you wanted a real man to come in here and give you a good fuck. Isn’t that right, baby? Or were you teasing me?”

“I didn’t realize anyone was watching me. I promise I wasn’t teasing you. Please leave.” Her voice was thick and husky, betraying what she actually wanted.

Roman crossed the rest of the way to the bed and started undoing his chinos. “That’s not what you really want.”

He ripped the sheets away from her body, and she covered herself with her hands. Climbing on top of her, he pushed her down against the bed and covered her mouth with his hand.

“Get off me!” she tried to yell, but her words were muffled against his palm. Her hands hit his shoulders, and she tried to push him away, push him off her, but his large frame made it impossible. Her pulse skyrocketed and her pussy fluttered.

“Fight it if you want, baby, but you teased my cock all day, roaming around the house in those skimpy shorts. Putting yourself on show. I’m taking what’s mine,” he snarled in her ear.

If she had panties on, they would’ve melted. He knew exactly what to say and do. It took everything in her not to moan against his hand.

“I think you want it just as much as me.” His free hand roughly cupped her pussy and two fingers slipped forcefully between her folds, rubbing her. “You’re soaked,” he sneered.

His fingers plunged inside her, rough and raw and rude. He pumped them in and up against her most sensitive spot. She bucked against him, losing her will to fight, wanting to give in to the ecstasy. The sudden loss of his fingers had her calling out.

“Don’t worry, baby. I’m going to have you screaming by the time I’m done with you.” He yanked down his waistband until his cock sprung free. “See what you do to me? It’s only fair that you finish what you started, blondie. Like it or not.”

She couldn’t believe her eyes. Roman’s dick was long and broad, matching the rest of him. Along his shaft, halfway between the head and base of his cock, he had a silver piercing. Her mouth watered. She wanted to lick it.

Grabbing her waist, he flipped her over so fast her brain had to play catch up. Roman’s hand on the back of her neck held her down on the bed.

She pushed against him, trying to force him away from her, playing into the scene they’d built together. “I don’t want this. I don’t want you.”

“Shut your filthy mouth,” he snarled in her ear. Heat radiated off him. “No one else is here. No one can hear you scream.”

Foil ripped and a condom wrapper landed on the bed next to her face. His cock notched at her entrance and he groaned. “I’m going to fuck you hard. I don’t care how much it hurts or how much you beg me not to. This cunt is mine for the night, blondie.”

Roman shoved into her from behind, and she let loose. A scream of pleasure erupted from her. The entire scene was so wrong, so filthy, so naughty—she loved it. His piercing rubbed at her in a way that had her squirming back against him, greedy for more.

Roman landed a loud smack on the side of her backside. “Tell me you want it, baby. Otherwise, I’ll make this ass of yours bright red.”

“I want it.”

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