Page 45 of Split

For a second, I wonder if I was wrong and this is how it ends. Then he suddenly yanks me off, releasing his grip on my hair and sending me collapsing to the ground, gasping for breath.

“Strip and get on the bed,” Roman growls in a low, sinister tone.

My chest heaves as I lift my head to meet his gaze, glaring up at him defiantly. There’s no mercy in his soulless eyes; no trace of sympathy or compassion after nearly suffocating me. All I see is the burning heat of his desire as I wipe the saliva from my chin and slowly ease up to my feet, undressing for him.

I’m careful in removing my cardigan so the things I stole from his desk don’t slip from the pocket, taking off the rest of my clothes quickly and dropping them to the floor. Roman lazily strokes himself as he watches me strip down, but when I turn to start for the bed, he steps in closer, setting a firm hand on my shoulder. “Crawl,” he demands, the look in his eyes daring me to refuse.

My breath catches, mouth popping open in silent protest. Just when I think my husband can’t possibly debase me any further, he proves me wrong. His hand presses down on my shoulder and my cheeks burn with humiliation as I allow him to guide me to my knees, tipping forward to plant my palms against the cold floor. I fix my gaze on the bed across the room and swallow thickly, forcing myself to move.

The hardwood feels like ice beneath my skin as I crawl forward on my hands and knees, feeling the weight of Roman’s stare on my naked body the whole way. My core tightens when I hear the rustle of him undressing, heat licking up my spine at the sound of him prowling up behind me when I reach the edge of the bed.

“Such an obedient little slut,” he remarks, stooping down to lift me off the floor. He tosses me onto the mattress like a ragdoll and I land on my back in the tangle of soft black silk, my heartthreatening to beat out of my chest when I take in the sight of my husband’s nude form looming over me.

I’ve bared myself to him countless times, but until now, I’ve never actually seenhimnaked. The sight of Roman’s deliciously sculpted body steals the air from my lungs, his powerful muscles rippling beneath his olive skin as he climbs onto the bed and shoves my legs apart, dropping down between them and sinking his teeth into the flesh of my inner thigh.

I cry out, back arching off the bed as pain ricochets through me, but then his thumb lands on my clit and the sensation twists to pleasure, my mind slipping to that fuzzy place between reality and oblivion. I claw at the sheets, panting and writhing as Roman bites his way up my inner thighs, rubbing tortuous circles around my clit and pinching it between his fingers. The stubble on his jaw rasps against my skin as he draws closer to the apex, his warm breath washing over my mound.

My body coils in anticipation, and when I feel the warmth of Roman’s tongue against my clit, I nearly detonate. It’s like nothing I’ve ever felt before, my thighs trembling as he suctions his lips over the sensitive bud and flicks it with his tongue.

“Holy shit,” I gasp, bucking my hips against his face as he ravishes me with his lips and tongue and teeth.If this is punishment, I’ll keep right on misbehaving.

He anchors me to the bed with one hand against my belly, bringing the other between my legs and spearing a finger into me as he sucks and nips my clit. The coil inside me winds tighter, my breaths coming out in short pants as he drives me closer and closer to the edge of bliss…

Then hestops.

Roman abruptly pulls away, rocking back on his heels and gazing down at me with a cruel smirk on his glistening lips.

“What the hell?” I choke, punching my fists against the mattress and pushing up on my elbows. “Why’d you stop?”

“This is a punishment, remember?” he muses.

My mouth falls open in shocked indignation, blood rushing to my ears.

Is he fucking with me right now?

A low chuckle rumbles in his chest as he crawls up my body, his hips resting in the cradle of my thighs and the velvet of his cock pressing against my center. Reaching between us, he notches the tip at my opening, stealing my breath as he shoves inside.

My hands fly up to grip his shoulders, fingernails digging into his skin as he starts fucking me ruthlessly. His washboard abs bunch and flex with every hard punch of his hips, shadows clinging to the sharp angles of his roguishly handsome face. I hate how attracted I am to this man, and Ihatethat I can’t look away as he pounds me into the mattress, driving me right back to the brink of ruin.

The moment my climax is within reach, Roman snatches it away again, pulling out and flipping me over onto my belly. I cry out in frustration as his hands grip my hips, lifting me to my knees.

“Please,” I choke as I fist the satin sheets, the torture of his edging reducing me to begging.

Roman’s palm lands on my ass with a hard smack, my eyes rolling back as the shot of pain sends a fresh flood of heat surging through me. I wiggle my ass in invitation for him to spank me again, but he just lines up and thrusts into me from behind, groaning in satisfaction as my inner walls clench around him.

His fingers sink into the flesh of my ass cheeks as he drags out halfway and shoves back in to the hilt, my eyes rolling back in my head as his tip hits a spot inside that has me seeing stars. A wanton moan falls from my lips as he ruts into me hard and fast,turning into a strangled yelp when I feel his thumb press against my rear hole.

“Shh, relax, pet,” he coaxes, slowing his thrusts as his digit presses harder in demand.

I release a shaky exhale, my muscles slackening to let him in. With his cock still buried deep in my pussy, he slips the tip of his thumb past the tight ring of muscle, pushing it in my ass to the knuckle as I choke on a gasp. It’s a completely foreign feeling, but it’s actually…good. Different, butgood.

“I can’t wait to fuck this tight little ass of yours,” Roman rasps, picking up the pace of his thrusts as he pumps his thumb in and out of my back hole.

I whimper low in my throat, unsure whether it’s in protest or anticipation while I’m lost to the overwhelming rush of sensation coursing through my body. I’m wound up tighter than a bowstring, desperate for release, every savage thrust driving me to the verge of ecstasy.

As if he knows I’m about to unravel, Roman abruptly pulls out with a gravelly moan, pumping himself in a fist and painting my ass with hot ropes of cum. A string of incoherent curses leaves my lips as my core clenches on air, aching at the sudden loss of him inside me.

He smears his release into my skin with his thumbs, leaning over to sink his teeth into my ass cheek.

---