Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 74291 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 297(@250wpm)___ 248(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74291 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 297(@250wpm)___ 248(@300wpm)
I groan because her whole body physically shivers at my invasion. The walls of her pussy clamp down on my fingers, trying to pull them deeper inside. I begin moving them in and out of her, loving the way her juice pours from her and the wet sounds it makes as I fuck her slow and hard.
“More,” she whimpers, her hands going up to palm her breasts. I watch, fascinated at the way her fingers bite into those plush mounds. The skin stretches as she pulls on her nipples. I should reprimand her for taking that privilege, but it’s too beautiful to watch. It’s so erotic I want to watch longer, but I can’t resist her pull. I place a kiss against her clit and then slide my tongue around her sweet pussy, gathering all the cream I can find while I continue to fuck her with my fingers. When her body starts thrusting up to meet my fingers and her moans grow louder, I know she’s near the edge.
“Are you close, pet?” I ask her, allowing my breath to fan over her pussy before sliding my tongue back against her clit and twirling it over and over, sucking it into my mouth.
“Yes,” she whispers, her voice full of desperation as she tries to grab hold of her orgasm. “Oh God, Roman. I’m coming.” The last part of her sentence is drawn out in a long whine of need.
I pull away, leaving my fingers inside of her, but refusing to move them.
“Did I give you permission to come, Ana?”
“What? No!” she cries, her body shaking so much I can watch how it quakes.
“You can’t come until I tell you to, pet.”
“Roman!”
“I’m going to play with you a little longer. If you’re a good girl, I’ll let you come.”
“Yes!” she cries as I pull my fingers out and then thrust them back in. Her body bows, trying to latch on tight enough to give her what she needs. Every movement she makes is poetry. I thought she was beautiful dancing. It was nothing compared to this. And her taste. It’s like nothing I’ve experienced before and far more addicting than any drug. I can’t resist diving back in. I let my tongue move along the heated folds of her pussy, sliding my tongue inside with my fingers. I repeat that a couple of times, working in tandem to excite her even more, until I finally direct all of my attention back to her clit.
I know I’m pushing her past her limits. I know that she doesn’t have the discipline needed to pass this test. I have no business even bringing her this far into my world without ground rules. I know all this—I just don’t give a fuck. In my mind, I’m yelling, Don’t come, Ana, even knowing she will. I have fallen under her spell. She’s been so naturally submissive up to this point that I could forget this is new to her. I doubt she even realizes how truly submissive she is.
“Roman, I’m coming,” she gasps, which is really her undoing, because now I push her further.
“Not yet, pet,” I warn her before I suck her clit into my mouth, humming against the nub while pushing my fingers deep inside of her. I pull my fingers apart, stretching her just as my teeth bite into the tender flesh of her clit. The sting of pain throws her over the edge into a climax. I give her just a little more, allowing her to fully go over the edge. Then, it takes every bit of willpower I have to take my mouth and hand away, ensuring that her orgasm, though complete, never truly takes her where it could. It just leaves her needing more.
“Roman?” she asks, confused. Her violet eyes are smoky as she slowly opens them.
“I told you not to come,” I tell her.
Shock fills her face. She shuffles to sit on the table. I use my hands on her hips to help brace her. “I… you… can’t…”
“Now you have to be punished, Ana.”
“Punished?” she squeaks.
“It’s your first offense, so I’ll go easy on you.”
“Easy on me?” she parrots.
My thumb moves along her bottom lip, following the curve. I push against it, letting just the tip of my thumb push into her mouth.
“I’m going to fuck this pretty little face.”
She doesn’t respond, but I don’t miss the way she squirms at my words.
She might be the most perfect partner I’ve ever played with.
Chapter Sixteen
Ana
I jerk awake with a start. I’m surprised I slept at all. I haven’t been able to get more than a few hours a night since Allen started getting into trouble. Roman is sleeping beside me, his hand strung across my stomach. The temptation to stay is strong. The heat of his body lures me in, and there’s so much more I want to experience. For all that we’ve done, I’ve not had him inside of me yet, and I ache for that. Hunger for it. I’ve had a few relationships and I’ve always known that I like for a man to take control, but none have been as dominate and demanding as Roman. I even have the feeling that he was holding back. I would love to explore more with him. That would be bad. For several reasons.