Series: The Rossi Crime Family Series by J.L. Beck
Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 80475 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 402(@200wpm)___ 322(@250wpm)___ 268(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80475 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 402(@200wpm)___ 322(@250wpm)___ 268(@300wpm)
His tongue strokes my already swollen clit, and his hands travel up and down my leg, caressing my skin.
His lips close around my small bud, and he sucks. He nuzzles, teases, strokes, and fondles me with such a tender touch that tears glisten in my eyes. The way he’s touching me right now can only be described with one word...love. I can feel it in every touch, every kiss and every glimpse into his eyes. I’ve known that I was in love with Roman for a while, maybe part of me knew from the first time I had seen him. And I even knew that he had fallen in love with me somewhere along the way. Maybe he didn’t admit it out loud, or even to himself, but that knowledge had never been so clear to me.
The way his body is touching mine is more than physical...it’s a declaration. In this moment we are so deeply connected that I realize what Roman is to me. He is so much more than a boyfriend, more than a lover, protector and savior...he is my soulmate. I feel it in my bones, in every breath I take. He is the air in my lungs, the beat of my heart.
With every soft, and gentle lick I’m pushed closer and closer toward the edge. My muscles tense, my thighs shake, and my pussy quivers, literally quivers. The orgasm works through me slowly, tingling down my spine and deep into my bones. I can hear my pulse in my ears, the swooshing of blood as it passes through my body.
“Roman…” I pant, my breaths harsh. He growls into my center and my hold on his hair tightens. “Oh god...Oh god…”
My release gushes deep from within my body and Roman sucks up every drop, his tongue probing my entrance, dipping in and out with shallow thrust. Two fingers replace his tongue and he starts scissoring them deep inside me, stretching me to accommodate his cock. I can feel the distinct tingling in my belly. My heart flutters inside my chest, and by the time he pulls his fingers out of my quivering pussy, I’m seconds away from coming again.
“Fuck, Sophie...I missed this...missed the way you taste, the way your body melts in my hands.” Roman croaks as he unhooks my leg from his shoulder, placing it back down on the tile floor. Goosebumps blanket my skin when his heated gaze meets my own. I can tell how badly he wants me with just one look. My eyes slip down his chiseled abs, and to the deep V, before slipping all way down to his cock. It’s heavy, standing at attention, the head angry and red.
Roman peppers kisses up my body, keeping his eyes on mine the entire time. Each kiss grips onto my heart, sinking its claws deeper and deeper into the fragile muscle. When he finally reaches my face, my body is shaking and tears are slipping down my cheeks. My emotions are out of control. Roman doesn’t say a word, though. It’s as if he knows my tears are out of love and nothing else.
Lifting me by the hips tenderly I wrap my legs around his waist and then bring my arms around his neck pulling him as close as I can. I feel his cock probing my entrance and I want him inside me so badly it hurts.
“Take me Roman. Take me and show me how much you love me.” My voice is hoarse, but my words are clear. I want him to love me with his body. He leans into my face, water dripping from his hair and onto my face.
“I love you...I love you like I’ve never loved anyone before,” he whispers, his lips brushing against mine as the head of his cock slips inside my tight hole, stretching me in such a delicious way. Roman’s eyes close for a moment, while my pussy tightens around just the head of his cock. The cored muscles of his shoulders and biceps strain as he eases inside me, so slowly it’s almost maddening. I watch as his nostrils flare and he uses nothing but complete strength and patience to enter me.
My nails sink into his flesh when he finally reaches the end of my channel. His eyes open once more, fire blazing deep inside those green depths.
There are no words to be said, there are only actions to be done, and Roman does them, pivoting his hips upward with slow precise strokes. Each thrust hits that sweet spot at the back of my pussy and soon my mouth is opening, pleasure building deep within my bones.
Roman’s head falls forward, his forehead resting against mine, his eyes holding mine well he owns every single fiber of my body.
He worships my body as if it’s our first and last time together. Our breathes mingle together, as we both pant, the pressure builds, and continues to build until just like a pot full of boiling water it boils over. My entire body shakes, my pussy squeezing his shaft as my orgasm crests. I reach the peak, and my lids close, euphoric pleasure wraps around me like a warm blanket.