Page 65 of Tainted Ties

Incoherent words spilled out of my mouth as I moaned, enjoying the mixture of pain and pleasure.

With his chest pressed to my back, he delivered each thrust viciously, fast, and hard.

My breasts rubbed against the bedsheet from his force, the sensation increasing my arousal.

Roman reached between my legs, his punishing pace causing his calloused fingers to rub my clit, building my climax.

Then his arm wrapped around my abdomen, pulling me up with him.

His hand circled my throat, turning my head to face him. Beads of sweat lined his forehead, face twisted in tension.

Leaning down, he kissed me with compelling ferocity. All I could focus on was my breathing as he sucked the oxygen from me, his hot tongue swirling around my own.

He broke the kiss with a tug on my bottom lip. “How does my hate feel?” he asked, each word emphasized with the savagery of his thrusts.

“It feels pathetic,” I challenged him, whimpering when his free hand pinched my sensitive clit.

He stopped his harsh movements, sliding in and out of me at a torturously slow pace, depriving me of my need to come.

“How does it feel now?” He slid into me achingly slow this time, giving me every thick inch of him.

I bit my bottom lip, relishing at how perfectly he filled me, all while edging me toward my orgasm but unwilling to push me over.

“Ican’t,” I gasped, riding back on his cock, needing more friction.

His hiss morphed into a curse when I clenched around him, knowing he needed to come as much as I did.

He pushed me forward, flipping me on my back, and entered me again so swiftly that I didn’t feel the emptiness between my legs.

“Do you feel that, baby? How fucking needy your pussy is for my cock?”

He held both my hands above my head with one of his as the furious slaps of our bodies drowned out our sounds of pleasure.

“Yes.”I met each of his unhinged thrusts, my clit rubbing against his pelvis, numbing pleasure racing through me.

His lips closed around my nipple, teasing it with his tongue and teeth, causing me to buck my hips upward.

I squeezed my eyes shut, feeling the brink of my climax.

“Open your eyes, Aurora. I want to see what I do to you.”

My eyes flew open at the same time my orgasm washed over me in blinding euphoria from his words.

“You drive mecrazy,” he panted, pushing back my hair from my face. “Give me one more.”

I was a mess, hair sticking to my forehead with sweat, tears running down my face, worn out and quivering.

My legs shook violently, high off endorphins. I shook my head at him.I didn’t think I could come again.

He planted his mouth on my neck, sucking, biting, and licking, leaving his mark on me.

When he wedged his hand between us and applied firm pressure on my swollen clit with his thumb, I cried out from the sensitivity.

I cursed, feeling another orgasm building as he rocked me harder into the bed.

When he shifted slightly, moving into me at a different angle, my eyes rolled to the back of my head, threatening to cross as he hit a certain spot repeatedly, and sent me over the edge.

I clenched around Roman so tightly that he grunted, pushing into me without restraint.

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