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)
“What could be wrong, pet?”
“You’re quiet,” I tell him as he pulls us to the corner and leans against it as if he owns the place. Hell, maybe he does. “Roman, maybe we should go home. You don’t seem to be in the mood to be here, and I…”
“Stand in front of me, Ana, with your back to the others,” he orders, interrupting me.
“What?”
“You heard me. Do it, Ana.”
“What are you doing?” I ask, when he roughly pulls me so I’m standing between his legs.
“That’s easy, pet. I’m going to play with my favorite toy,” he tells me, his hand going to undo the button on my slacks.
“Roman, we’re in the middle of a business party. They’ll see!”
“Not if you’re careful. Now, if you draw attention to us… probably.”
“We can’t do this,” I tell him, even as my breathing speeds up and I look forward to his touch.
“It is happening. I think you forgot who has control,” he whispers into my ear, and chills run down my body as my heart speeds up. I should hate him when he talks like that. I should hate that he treats me as if I am his property. It shouldn’t excite me the way it does. My body shouldn’t betray me and become aroused until the point of pain, needing what only Roman can give me.
“I didn’t forget. You would never let me forget,” I tell him, and even to my ears, I sound like a petulant child.
“Interesting, because I could have sworn I told you to wear a particular dress tonight, and yet here you are in pants.”
“The dress was too revealing. It showed everything I had.”
“That’s the problem. It’s mine to reveal. Mine to control and mine to reward. I wanted every man in here to envy what is mine. To look, knowing they could never touch. I like it, Ana. I like knowing the sad fucks are home jacking off by their own hand and hating it because I have what they really want. I’m the one sunk balls-deep inside of her, making her scream. You took that away from me, pet. Now you have to pay the consequences.”
“Roman…” I gasp his name as his hand slides into my loosened pants and cups my pussy, squeezing it.
“So warm and hot. This is my pussy now, Ana. Mine. It craves what I can give it,” he growls in my ear as his fingers dive inside of me without warning. Jesus. How many did he thrust inside of me? More than one. Three, maybe? I can’t be sure. The one thing I do know is that he’s right. My pussy is so wet that it made his fingers thrust inside my channel easily. With each glide, and the teasing of his thumb against my clit, my desire increases, making me crave his cock. He’s right. My body is his to control and it does need him. I hate myself because he has that control over me. I hate him because it’s only my body he wants, not me… not my heart.
“One thing I should tell you, pet.”
“What?” I ask and it sounds more like a moan.
“I’m going to finger-fuck you, just like this, for ten more minutes. The only catch is, you can’t come until I tell you.”
“Roman, I…”
“If you come, that would be bad. You didn’t want to wear the dress I chose? If you come without permission, I won’t care that everyone in here will see you. I’ll strip you naked, bend you over this chair and fuck you until you tell everyone who you belong to.” His words make my body shake and my orgasm build. My eyes close and I can picture him doing exactly that. Exactly.
Oh, God.
Chapter Forty-Eight
Roman
Ana trembles in my arms. I was pissed at her for defying me, but I have to admit, I love when she shows fire. Fuck, I love teaching her lessons, and this one might be the most enjoyable yet. Three fingers sink into that tight pussy. She’s so fucking tight that even though she’s drenched, it’s hard to stretch her enough to get them inside of her. The scent of her arousal blooms around us as my thumb makes tiny circles against her throbbing clit. I push into it, holding it. It pulsates against my thumb the same way her walls are massaging against my fingers. It’d take so little to set her off. It makes me think my little Ana is an exhibitionist at heart.
“My pet is so greedy for my fingers. Does it turn you on, knowing I’m fucking you with a hundred people watching us? They’re all wondering exactly what I’m doing to you, Ana.”
“Jesus, Roman,” she whispers, her hands biting into my shoulders as she tries to brace herself to keep from falling.
“Maybe we should show them. Would you like that, pet? Do you want me to get on my knees and eat out your juicy little cunt while they’re all standing back there? Every man in here wants to be able to do that right now. They want between your legs. They want to bury their head so deep into your pussy and eat out this little cunt until your juice runs down their face and they drown in it while you ride them.”