He twisted the hardened nub, and I moved in closer to him, trying to lessen the pressure.
“You’re going to be my good girl, isn’t that right?”
He pulled his hand back and slapped the side of my breast a few times before he gripped them both between his huge hands.
I nodded, feeling like there was something lodged in my throat. “Yes, I’ll be your good girl.”
“Fuck,” he said as if those words had the power to affect him. “You have fucking amazing tits, you know that? My mouth is watering just looking at ’em.”
I let out a small whimper at his words.
He cupped the undersides of my breasts and pushed them up like the world’s finest buffet. I wanted him to devour me so badly. His dark eyes glinted, making more wetness gush out of me and coating the inside of my thighs. He leaned down and took one hard nipple in his mouth.
He looked up and met my eyes as he suckled it roughly before moving to the other one, giving it the same treatment.
My legs shook, and I worked hard to keep upright, but it was getting difficult.
Just the look in his eyes as he feasted on my boobs was doing weird things to my insides.
“Roman, please,” I begged.
I didn’t know how much more of this I could take.
He nipped me before he let me go with a pop of his mouth. I looked down, and I could see how red my skin had gotten from his rough treatment.
He looked down, too, and groaned.
“I fucking love it when I mark you. Fucking love it when you wear my brand of ownership.”
I licked my lips but didn’t say anything, especially when I caught the spark in his eyes. I wouldn’t put it past him to think of some way to mark me more permanently, and I didn’t know if the fluttering in my belly was because I loved the idea or if I was scared of it.
Perhaps both.
“Lie down on your back,” he said, his voice rough sounding. I did as he asked, and he helped position me, so my head rested on the edge of the bed. I looked up and could see his hard cock, right in my line of sight.
“Spread your legs,” he commanded.
My pussy wept from those words alone, and I took a deep breath before doing as he asked.
“Wider.”
“Oh, God.”
I spread myself wider. I couldn’t even imagine the image I must make like this.
He looked down at me, blazing heat in his eyes as he grabbed his cock and gave himself a few hard strokes.
He walked closer to me until I couldn’t see his face anymore. Instead, the only thing I could see was his monstrous cock. Saliva pooled in my mouth at the thought of what he would taste like, and I couldn’t fucking wait.
“Open,” he said. I opened my mouth, and he fed me his cock. I hummed around him when I finally felt him around my tongue for the first time. My eyes closed, and I instinctively started sucking on it a few times.
He gripped my hair as a string of curse words left his lips.
Oh, fuck.
I didn’t think there could be anything that felt better than him fucking my pussy, but his reaction…
I squirmed on the bed.
