Page 156 of For a Price

The man I love, who loves me so fiercely he fought a bratva war in my honor.

Once I reach him, I sit up on my knees and swipe my tongue at the length of him. His eyelids waver as if tempted to snap shut all the way, but he fights the urge. The onslaught of pleasure that hits him as I curl fingers around his dick and start stroking and licking.

But he has other tells—his throat tightens, his Adam’s apple a lump that bounces up and down the thick column. A light flush breaks out on his complexion, spreading far and wide from his face and ears to his tattooed chest.

I look him in the eye and spit on his dick, quickly bowing my head to use my tongue and spread it. My saliva slicks down his shaft, the flat side of my tongue licking him up like I really am a kitten.

Roman swears under his breath, his chest heaving a deep breath. “Yes, kitty cat. Make it fucking wet. Take all of me.”

His wish becomes my command as I surrender to our roleplay. I seal my lips over his dick and swallow as many inches as I can. Sucking him into my mouth, my cheeks hollow out. I let him revel in the heat and moisture and the way the saliva gleams once I come back up for air.

It’s dirty and nasty and I don’t shy away from any of it.

I suck Roman off like he ate me out, with a hunger that’s ravenous and insatiable. He doesn’t hold back from letting me know how much he enjoys it—the hoarse sounds of his moans are like music to my ears as I flick my tongue up his girthy shaft and then suck at one of his balls.

He grips the armrest of the chair tighter, then cups the back of my head. I go down lower, licking and sucking, picking up my speed the closer he gets.

His dick twitches in my mouth. His thighs clench, so muscular and hard they feel like steel as I use them as leverage. He holds onto the back of my head and starts fucking into my open mouth until I’m sure he’s about to spill right on my tongue.

Then he stops.

His breaths coming out raggedly, he orders me to stand.

“The only way I’m coming is in this pussy,” he grunts.

I yelp as he drags me toward him by the hips. The next thing I know, I’m ripped off my feet and dropped into his lap. I’m astride him as he positions his throbbing, gleaming wet cock at my entrance and wrenches me down.

Stars shoot before my eyes.

I black out for a few seconds as Roman impales me on him in one quick motion and I’m instantly fuller than I’ve ever been in my life.

The plug aches from the back while my pussy stretches in the front. Nothing but a thin wall separates them.

I gouge his shoulders with my nails, so lost it’s like I’m floating all over again. I’m so overcome that all I can do is sinkmy nails into Roman’s skin to orient myself and stay grounded in reality in some way.

My body thrums from the intensity of it all, my pulse speeding.

“Look me in the eye, kitty cat,” he growls, gripping me by the chin to force my attention. He’s bringing me back to him. “You feel so fucking good. So fucking tight. I can feel the plug. Tell me you can handle it.”

I moan as I feel him throb inside me. I’m so stuffed that words are impossible. Instead, I nod and then pout and cling to him.

My arms wrap around his shoulders and I let him take over.

Roman gropes at my thighs and demonstrates how easily it comes to him. How effortlessly he dominates as I’m lifted up and down on his dick. Together we find a rhythm where I’m bouncing on him and he’s supporting my weight.

His dick impales me over and over again, dragging me back down onto him. Pleasure pulses from inside my stretched pussy. I cling to him and cry hot tears at the intensity that racks through me.

There’s nothing else I can do as I bounce on his dick and he fills me up more than I ever imagined.

We switch up again only a moment later. Roman holds onto me as he rises from the chair and then pins me down on the bed. He slides right back into me in a forceful thrust that knocks the air out of my lungs.

My thighs are folded up and his hips become a drill. He fucks into me hard and deep until I’m coming a third time in a mess of sweat and cum. I’m a trembling, dripping, crying mess as he slides his dick in and out of me in true animal fashion.

In this moment, I’m like a kitten, body curled and folded. My cries like mewls. But Roman’s the beast. He’s the dominating,grunting beast that’s all gleaming muscle and power as he fucks me.

My achy pussy clamps down on him and drives his climax. He picks up speed as he reaches the finish line and fills me up with his hot release.

It’s always erotic watching a man like Roman come. The raw energy he exudes, the clench of his muscles, the sounds he makes, all of it adds to my satisfaction. It serves as a reminder how I alone get to see him like this.

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