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)
Chapter Eight
Roman
"What is that?"
Mila's question hangs in the air, her innocent curiosity only serving to amuse me. I can’t help but revel in her naivety as I smirk, one brow lifted in response. "You really gotta ask, baby?"
An annoyed little huff escapes her lips, her eyes narrowing as she glances over her shoulder at me. "I'm not talking about your dick, Roman."
I don't answer for a moment, my eyes locked on the sight of her wet cunt peeping from between her thighs. She looks like a fucking goddess on her hands and knees on my bed, both of her little holes on display for me. Christ. I want to keep her right here, just like this, staring at that perfect body.
"Roman!" she cries, annoyed with me.
I clink the ice in the glass again, lifting it to show her. "Ice, Mila."
She gulps audibly. "W-what are you going to do with it?"
I stride toward her across the room, my cock pointing at her like a divining rod. One finger dips inside the glass, resting there until it's nice and cold. "You've been torturing me for years. I'm returning the favor," I murmur, pressing my hips flush with hers. "So, to answer your question, I'm going to do whatever I want to do with it."
I set the glass beside me before slipping my hand between our bodies to run it down her slippery folds to illustrate my point. She set the parameters of our time together, and I'll play by her rules. She wants me all over her for two weeks. She's got me. But I'm going to fuck her every way there is to fuck her. When my two weeks are up, I'm going to be embedded into every inch of her skin. She won't breathe without remembering that I was there. I made that part of her tremble. I owned that piece of her soul.
Her moans fill the air as her hips jolt forward.
"Nu-uh." I quickly grab her, locking her in place. "You aren't going anywhere, baby. Not until I'm done with you."
If I'm ever done. My dick has been hard for her all fucking day. I've had my hands on some part of her body since I fucked her in the kitchen, and I still haven't gone soft.
I lock my hand around her hip, holding her in place as I dip my other hand back into the glass to grab an ice cube. I pop it into my mouth before I lean down to kiss her pussy.
"Roman!"
Her cunt tastes like me, but it's still just as sweet as the first time I ate it today. She shivers under my touch, her body tensing as I continue to tease her with the ice cube. I press my cold tongue gently against her clit, savoring the way she gasps in response, her eyelids fluttering and her breath hitching.
"Do you want me to put the ice inside your hot little pussy to cool you down, Mila?" I whisper, watching as she squirms under me. Despite her resistance, I know she wants this just as much as I do. She's fucking dripping for it.
I smirk and slowly slide my hand between her ass cheeks, tracing around her hole before pushing a tiny piece of the ice cube into her tight asshole.
Her entire body jolts at the unexpected sensation. Her squeal bleeds to a moan, her arms losing power as she falls forward onto the bed. She's incredible like this…vulnerable yet strong, resistant yet eager.
I grab another ice cube, trapping it between her ass cheeks. She trembles under my touch, clutching frantically at the sheets.
I can't help but grind my hips against her, feeling the heat of her pussy against the head of my cock. She's soaked for me, and it fuels the desire to make her crazy. I want her drowning in pleasure before I fuck her again.
"Roman," she gasps, her body arching towards me as if begging for my touch. "Please."
Her plea ignites a fire in me, fueling my desire to drive her wild. Fuck, this woman knows how to push my buttons.
I slide another ice cube down to her pussy, letting it tease her entrance as I watch her writhe. Her eyes are half-lidded with lust now, her breath coming in short little pants that tell me she's ready for anything I might throw at her.
With a slow smile, I press the ice against her clit, watching her reaction. She tries to take it inside of her without my permission, making me throb with anticipation.
"Do you want more?" I tease, circling the cube around her entrance before dragging it back up to her sensitive clit.
She whimpers, biting down on her lower lip while squirming against me. "Yes…please," she whispers, her eyes locked on mine.
"Whatever you want, baby." I pop an ice cube into my mouth and dip down, taking a long, slow lick of her pussy. Once she's moaning, I press the ice cube into her little fuckhole.