Page 105 of Romeo

Just the thought of someone—other than him—sliding into that warm, wet pussy would make him want to shank someone. Slip that blade right between the ribs. Maybe even twist it a little. And once they were down, he’d keep them there with a boot to the throat.

What the actual fuck?

Now he was pissed at himself for letting that shit bother him.

Yeah, none of this was fucking normal.

He should go. Free himself from whatever the fuck was happening before it was too late and he couldn’t free himself at all.

Who was he shitting? His ass wasn’t going anywhere.

Especially once Maddie pulled a condom from the box, ripped it open and settled herself once again by straddling his gut. Her wet pussy smeared along his skin as she worked her way further down and across this throbbing dick. She didn’t stop until his erection was in front of her, giving her easy access to roll the wrap down his length.

He was damn pleased that she took the initiative. Women who didn’t lift a damn finger during sex were always one and done for him. With those, imaginationwasalways better than reality.

Once his dick was gloved, she held it straight up.

Fuck yeah, he definitely liked a woman who took the initiative. Not only did she ride his face, she was about to do the same with his cock.

And the fuck if he was going to stop her.Hell no.He would lie back and enjoy every damn second of it. She could set the pace, and he could watch.

Hearing her “Ready?” had him lifting his gaze from where she held his dick to her face.

His dick was rock solid in her fist. “Any doubt I am?”

She smirked. “I figured consent was important before I just… climbed on?”

“Don’t gotta ask, just—” He groaned out a, “Fuuuuck,” when she lined him up and sank down on his dick.

She stilled when she had him buried as deep as he could get. “You feel so much bigger in this position.”

Say what?“That good?”

When she wiggled like she was testing him out, he bit back a groan.

“You’re a bit much like this,” she admitted.

He grinned. “Sounds like a good thing.”

“Bigger isn’t always better,” she shared.

“Ain’t gonna convince me of that.”

With her bottom lip caught between her teeth, she planted her hands on his chest and leaned forward. Most likely to relieve any discomfort. “Okay,” she breathed. “That’s more like it.”

Hell yeah, it was.

“Going to move now,” she warned.

“My dick ain’t an airport. Don’t gotta announce it, just?—”

His thoughts became scrambled, and he forgot what he was about to say when she did what she said she would do. Shemoved.

And he was there for it.

Up. Down. Back. Forth. Round and round.

She rode him slow. She rode him fast.

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