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)
“Roman,” I whimper, sounding desperate. How did I get here this quickly? How can I need him so deeply? It’s as if he has become a missing element in my life that I need to breathe. Food. Sleep. Air. Roman. He’s becoming that essential. I block out the warning bells that admission sets off.
“Patience, pet,” his voice grumbles.
I want to yell, but I don’t. He brings his cock to my mouth and pushes his shaft against it. His hand tightens in my hair, preventing me from taking him inside. Instead, he moves it along my lips, painting them with the evidence of his need. Just when I’m about to scream, he pushes his cock inside my mouth. I hum my approval around it. I have very little control, but he allows me to sink lower on his shaft. He’s so wide that it’s almost painful to close my lips around him. I let my tongue play with him and suck him until he’s halfway in my mouth. That’s as much as I can comfortably take. Then, I glide back up. I repeat over and over, hearing Roman whispering soft praises in the background. With each note of approval, I take him a little more until his dick is at the back of my throat.
I gag around him and Roman is quick to back out. He stops me when his tip is still at my lips. “You have to learn to take all of me, Ana. I’m not going to want to go without your mouth.”
Wrong or not, his words make another quake of excitement rumble through me. Determined to show him I can take whatever he gives me, when he pushes my head back down on his shaft, I do my best to position my tongue so that when I take him to the back of my throat, my gag reflex doesn’t get triggered. I hum around his cock when I feel him leaking down my throat. I breathe through my nose, my eyes going to his. The look in his eyes spurs me on and I swallow, letting the motion of my throat muscles convulse against his head. His fingers flex in my hair and he groans. It probably sounds silly, but that simple noise he gives me makes me feel like I am the most beautiful woman in the world.
Now he takes over, pulling my head back and pushing it down in a steady rhythm. He starts slow and I have time to use my tongue to tease him. My mission is to push him over the edge, to make him lose that tight leash he keeps on himself. His speed increases then, almost violently, and I can do nothing but take it as he rams his cock in and out of my mouth. He’s in control of everything. He’s in control of me. I try to watch the changes in him because I know he’s getting close, but it’s impossible. I’m consumed with the way he fills my mouth, the hard veins that are throbbing and pulsating, his taste filling me. He uses his cock as a weapon, fucking my face hard. My body is a bundle of nerves and the slightest touch would set me off and he’s not even touched me.
“I’m getting ready to come, Ana. I’m going to come and fill that pretty mouth and you’re going to suck it all down. Swallow every fucking drop. Do you hear me, pet?” he growls, holding my head still.
I’d talk if I could, but my mouth is full of dick—of Roman. In the end, all I can do his hum my agreement. That seems to be enough because he thrusts me down on his shaft again and again before erupting with a growl. His cum slides down my throat in waves and I open my eyes to watch as the climax moves through him. Beautiful.
Chapter Twenty-One
Roman
I pull Ana up beside me. She stretches out on the seat, rubbing against me like a cat begging to be petted. Her head rests in my lap against my undone pants. Her hair is ruffled and finally completely out of order. It’s much hotter than I even imagined. I run my fingers through it while I catch my breath. I hit the intercom when I finally remember I have yet to tell Robert where to take us.
“Robert, take us back to Ana’s apartment.”
“Yes, sir,” he responds and I click it off.
“My apartment?”
“It’s closer and I need you in a bed, pet,” I tell her, not bothering to expand. The plain truth is that if I don’t get inside of her soon, my dick is going to drive me mad. I just came inside of that sweet mouth of hers and I’m still hard as a hammer. There’s only so much control a man can have—even me.