Page 73 of Breakaway

Roman licks and sucks, speeding up one moment and then slowing down the second I start to clench around him. He’s depriving me of my orgasm, making me desperate.

“Roman, please.”

“Please what, Malyshka?” he taunts. His tongue is lapping my clit so good, my eyes roll back in my head.

“Let me come,” I beg. “Please, Roman.”

“Will you ever wear anyone else’s jersey to my game again?”

“No. Never!” I cry out. My body goes rigid for a moment, and then my orgasm takes over. It’s intense, and my legs are quivering. He doesn’t stop though. Fucking me with his tongue, circling his lips around my clit even through my release. He makes me see stars, and I swear it’s never felt so good.

His tongue is fucking magic.

“I’m spent,” I tell him as he rises to his feet and hovers over me from behind. A smile that would put the Cheshire cat to shame crosses his lips.

He unbuckles his belt and pulls it off. “Hands behind your back,” he commands. I do as he tells me, obeying him without question. I feel leather wrap around my wrists, tying my hands together. “Does that hurt?”

“No.” A thrill of excitement rolls down my spine; every nerve in my body comes to life.

I watch him through the reflection, my eyes locked on his handsome face. Roman takes off his pants and boxers, and once he’s completely naked, he steps into me. His hard dick presses into my ass and makes me lose my mind. He rubs his cock between my ass cheeks, and I go feral for him. My mind becomes so hazy, I don’t think I’d even be able to tell him my name if he asked.

Adjusting himself, he slowly pushes his hard dick into my pussy. Inch after fucking inch. I’m full even before he’s completely in. He finds a rhythm and starts pounding into me with a slowness I didn’t expect. It’s like he’s controlling his every move, letting my pussy get used to his size.

“Fuck, Nevaeh, I love how tight you are,” Roman coos, his hands firmly wrapped around my waist. “Thrusting into you till you take me whole is my favorite.”

“Oh my God,” I whimper when his hips slam into mine. He’s balls deep inside me, and my eyes flutter closed for a second.

“You keep calling for God, Malyshka, but I’m the one who’s fucking you,” Roman incites me, smiling at me in the mirror. “Fuck, the way you’re clenching around me…Give it to me…Davay?1, Nevaeh, come for me…”

Railing me harder and faster, he wraps his hand around my hair and lifts. My wrists are burning, but it feels so perfect everywhere, I don’t even pay attention to it. A loud growl scatters from his parted lips, and his eyes close. He’s coming inside me, triggering my own orgasm, and my pussy spasms around his dick.

“You feel so good,” I praise him. My breaths come in ragged bursts. “You give me the best orgasms…I don’t think I’ll be able to walk.”

When Roman stops moving, he steps back and pulls me up. Gently, he unties my wrists and drapes a hand around my waist, making me face him. Our eyes are glued to each other, locked in a world of their own. His gaze drops to my heated cheeks and down my chest, stopping at my wrists.

He frowns, curling his hand around my wrist and lifting it to his face. “You said it didn’t hurt.”

“It didn’t.” I smile, but he doesn’t return it. “I was desperate to touch you, so I kept twisting my wrists. You didn’t hurt me.”

“Promise? You’re not lying to me?” Roman lowers his head, pressing his forehead to mine.

“Never.”

His gaze roaming over my face, he takes my chin between his thumb and index finger, making me look him in the eye. “Take a shower with me.”

I nod, and he gives me the sweetest kiss.

“Will you tell me what happened?” I ask as he pulls me toward the shower stall.

“Once we’re in bed,” he replies. He glances at me over his shoulder. “First, I want to take care of you.”

Yes, please.

1 ????? — Give it to me

Chapter 29

That Escalated Quickly

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