Drawing out of her mouth, he stared down at her, his breathing rapid and erratic.

“You did so well, Bunny,” Alexei told her as he came and lay next to her. He placed his hand firmly on her chest.

It was then that Roman realized her breathing was even more erratic than his. Was she all right?

He sent Alexei an alarmed look.

“She’s all right,” Alexei said. “Just a bit overwhelmed, I’m guessing. Nice, deep breaths. That’s it. Good girl.”

Had this all been too much for her? Why hadn’t they been taking things slower? He should never have gagged her with his dick.

Reaching down, he drew his pajama pants up and crouched next to her, brushing her hair off her face.

“What can I do to help?”

Tamsyn turned toward him and her bottom lip came out on a pout.

What did she need? What did she want?

In that moment, he would have given her anything.

“Why did you put it away?” she asked.

Put ‘it’ away? Did she mean . . .

“I was finished gagging you. You, um, came,” he pointed out the obvious.

“Is that the only reason you wanted your cock in my mouth?” she asked, sounding disappointed.

He didn’t like the idea that he might have disappointed her. What should he do?

“What? No, of course not. I liked being in your mouth. I liked it a lot. More than I thought I would. In fact, he still wishes he was in your mouth.”

“Does he really?” she asked, sounding sad.

“Maybe Roman should prove that he’s telling the truth and put his cock back into your mouth,” Alexei suggested.

What?

Really?

He swallowed heavily.

“I think you’re right!” She looked up at him pleadingly.

Bloody hell.

He felt like he was going to lose the plot.

“Maybe you need to beg him,” Alexei suggested with a grin.

Flipping heck.

Would she do that? Would she beg him for his dick?

Surely not.

“Please, Rome. I really want your dick in my mouth. I miss it. I liked sucking on it. I think I’d like it in my mouth all the time if I’m really honest. Please will you? I’ll be a good girl.”