Total pages in book: 168
Estimated words: 153571 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 768(@200wpm)___ 614(@250wpm)___ 512(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 153571 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 768(@200wpm)___ 614(@250wpm)___ 512(@300wpm)
She cries out, hips bucking against my face. I groan as I lick up every drop of her juices, tasting the saltiness mixed with her sweetness. She's fucking delicious.
"Roman," she pleads softly, her hips jerking again.
"You want more, Mila?" I ask, already knowing she does. She's fucking greedy for it.
She nods eagerly, mewling in anticipation.
With deliberate slowness, I flip her onto her back and reposition myself between her legs. Once she's where I want her, her eyes on me, I lean in to lap at her cunt once more.
Her taste is addictive…salvation and sin all wrapped into one.
I push two fingers inside her wet heat and feel her tight grip on my shoulders, her nails digging into my skin. I love that she trusts me enough to let herself go like this, to give into the pleasure she needs so desperately. I know I'm pushing her hard, but she hasn't wavered once. She's a fucking warrior, taking what she wants without reservation.
"Roman," she moans around my fingers as I thrust them slowly in and out while flicking my tongue at just the right spot. She whimpers and squirms against me, desperately needing something more.
I smirk, knowing exactly what she wants. Slowly, I pull my fingers out of her tight heat and lean down to take her mouth in a hot kiss. As our mouths connect, I grab an ice cube and teasingly run it over her entrance before pushing it inside with the tip of my finger.
"Roman!" she cries, her hips bucking upward. Her pussy clenches, milking my finger as she tries to get more of it inside her.
"Look at you," I groan at the way she's taking everything I give her. I add a second finger, not sure who the fuck loves this more.
She gasps, her eyes almost rolled back in pleasure as the ice rapidly melts, no match for her hot little pussy.
"Do you want another?" I taunt, grabbing another and holding it up for just a moment.
The hunger in her eyes is unmistakable as she begs for more. "Yes. Please, yes."
"Nah. I know where you need this one." With a smirk, I press it gently against her back entrance, watching her face closely. She shudders violently beneath me, pushing against it as if to force it into her tight little asshole. And goddamn, does it feel good.
"Is this what you want?"
She moans, unable to stop herself from rocking against my touch as she nods frantically. "Yes," she pants out breathlessly. "More… please."
Groaning, I push the cube into her ass little by little, not stopping until the cube and my finger are buried in her little hole. I keep playing with her pussy with my other hand, driving her crazy while I stretch her asshole.
She quivers beneath me, whimpering my name as I devour every quiver, every sound. She's so fucking responsive it's intoxicating. Every gasp is like music to my ears as she begs for release from the painful-pleasure combo of the ice on her most intimate spots.
But it's not enough. Not yet. I press another cube against her clit, plunging two fingers in and out of her ass while my tongue dances over her sensitive clit.
And she can't take it anymore.
With a sharp cry, she arches off the bed, her body convulsing with the force of her orgasm. My name spills from her lips in a never-ending litany as I continue to drive her crazy, picking up the pace and thrusting my fingers into her relentlessly. She tastes so fucking good on my tongue, every inch of her pulsing with pleasure as she begs for more and more.
I smirk as I watch teardrops form on my bedsheets where she's leaking come.
"Every fucking hole is mine, Mila," I growl into her ear, trailing kisses down her neck and across her collarbone until I reach the swell of one breast. I drag a nipple between my teeth, sucking hard. "All mine.”
I don't know why I say it. I shouldn't. This is just temporary. Two weeks. Except…not a fucking thing about her feels temporary. Every goddamn minute feels inevitable, permanent, like I'm the one embedding her into my psyche, stamping her deeply into some part of me that I'll never be able to erase.
She pants heavily, still trying to catch her breath after that earth-shattering orgasm. Her eyes are half-lidded with pleasure and contentment now.
"Roman," she gasps before looking up at me with a challenging glint in her beautiful green eyes. "You think that's enough?"
A slow grin spreads across my face at the fire in those eyes. They ignite something inside me that's been dormant for far too long.
She wants more? I'll give her every fucking thing I have.
I slide my hands up her back, trailing my fingertips along the ridges of her spine until they reach the nape of her neck, where I give it a gentle squeeze.