Page 64 of Romeo

From what she remembered, he also knew how to use it. As well as his mouth.

Her decision at this point was to either deal with his bossy biker bullshit or leave.

Hedidhave a nice cock. And he was easy on the eyes.

He had more tattoos than she remembered. She swore he was also bulkier in size. Not fatter, simply… beefier.

Nothing about him turned her off except his attitude.

Should she grin and bear it?

She mentally sighed. Of course she would.

Wrapping one hand around the root of his erection, she took the tip into her mouth. His cock might not be as thick as a tree trunk, but it wasn’t small, either. A salty tang hit her tongue as she swirled it around the head.

His groan hit her ears at the same time his fingers drove into her hair and pulled tight. When he whispered, “That’s it, baby,” her pussy clenched so hard, she thought she might actually come again.

Solely from the way he said it.Damn.

She took in as much of his length as she could without gagging. Though, he probably wouldn’t care if she did. She’d seen some of the Fury guys face fuck women so rough and deep that tears ended up running down their face, strings of saliva clung to their lips and snot ran out of their nose.

Maddie thought that was gross. The guys? Not so much. Hopefully, Romeo wouldn’t try to “skull fuck” her like that. If he did, she had no qualms about tapping out.

She traced her tongue along the thick ridge running along the underside of his cock before swallowing as much as she could again.

His fingers flexed rhythmically in her hair, loosening and tightening. And his hips jumped a couple of times off the bed. But at least he didn’t force her head down while thrusting his cock deeper.

“Fuck,” he groaned as she continued to suck and lick.

She didn’t have to tap, but, surprisingly,hedid when shetook his balls in her mouth while using her fist to pump his steely length.

Using her hair, he yanked her head away.

“Fuck,” he groaned. “Look at you. Cheeks flushed. Lips swollen and shiny. That’s hot as fuck.”

“Are you done?”

He shook his head slowly. “Not done.”

As she went to take him into her mouth again, he stopped her. “Meant you’re done. With that. We ain’t done with the rest.” When he got to his feet, his veiny cock bobbed violently. “Switch spots.”

Once again, he was giving orders, but this was one she didn’t mind. If memory served her right, he was very good at what he was about to do next.

Her reaction when he had eaten her out that first time had amused him. It could’ve been because she released a high-pitched squeal and practically jumped out of her skin when she had an unexpected orgasm.

This time she’d be looking forward to it and what he could do with that tongue. The man might be a womanizer, but he did have some amazing skills.

Her opinion was, he could get away with being like that because the man knew he wasn’t hard to look at. He also knew he was good in bed. Herein lied the problem. If he wasn’t either of those things, he’d be a lot more resistible and unable to get whatever woman he set his sights on.

Like her.

She fell into that trap.

“On my hands and knees? On my back? How do you want me?”

“How don’t I want you is the fuckin’ answer. But for now, on your back with those legs spread wide as fuck. Show me that pretty pink pussy.”

Pretty pink pussy?

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