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"𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐇𝐢𝐦"

His hands slowly peeled off my underwear, sensually staring into my eyes as doing so.

My breath hitched as his cool fingers brushed the inside of my thigh, passing it and then flinging the red lace down onto the floor.

My shirt had risen by his hands trailing on my skin all the while taking the shirt off of me. As it effortlessly removed from my body, I was now completely bare to his dead eyes.

Amber eyes stared down at my body with a shade of lust but as well as something else—something I still couldn't pinpoint.

Both of his enormous hands had firmly held the sides of my waist, digging his fingers into my exposed skin, not hurting me but firmly gripping me.

His scorching touch, as well as his naked chest brushing across the tips of my firm nipples, sent shivers down my spine.

"Don't move," He demanded, darkly. My eyes widened a fraction as he lowered his head to my breast, still firmly gripping my waist to keep me still.

The cold of his lips connected with the side of my left breast, softly kissing it and trailing further kisses along it before reaching the nub.

My bare core was sure to be leaking, to which I think it was. Struggling to breathe, my fists clenched the sheets as his plump lips pushed lightly against my nipple.

Moving his lips, he kissed downwards, light wet trails of his tongue and lips together—brushing over the flesh of my stomach and continuing down until he reached the heat.

Stopping there, he looked up at me from his position—his eyes were incredibly dark, still cold, though full of lust.

While keeping eye contact with me, both hands were removed from my waist and were gripped onto both my thighs, spreading both of my legs apart.

I bit down on my lip as the cool air hit my soaking core. He glanced down, licking his lips before slowly bringing his eyes back to mine.

My breathing went frantic, my chest heaving upwards every time his hand got closer to touching me. As he moved his body back up, his hand on my inner thigh traced circles—almost teasingly.

His thumb came between my lips, parting them both and then brushing his thumb over the swollen skin. "No biting, Ella,"

My eyes shut closed as he immediately smashed his lips onto mine again, plunging his tongue into my mouth and then abruptly, he shoved two whole fingers inside me.

I gasped in his mouth and he deepened the kiss more, mildly building up walls of pleasure between my legs.

Fingers thrust inside me at a mild pace, his thumb ever so gently brushing over the swollen nub too. I moaned continually as he kept hitting the right places—my back arching as he does.

His lips latched themselves away from my mouth and now onto my neck, sucking and placing open-mouthed kisses down along my neck—leading to my breasts.

My thighs trembled as my climax was already coming up fast—as his tongue connected with my nipple, my thighs clenched around his fingers inside me.

And just before I could let go, all contact from him vanished. A whine fell from lips—his fingers were removed instantly and his lips were now hovering over mine.

He looked at me deeply—my breathing and the ache between my legs still needing more.

Leaning in closer, my arms instinctively came around his back as he leant his lips towards my jaw—pushing against it before going towards my ear.

"I'm going to fuck you," He whispered deeply, his words and tone sending shivers up my spine yet sending heat to my core. "hard."

Gulping, I watched him lean away, his eyes darkly observing me—almost as if looking for any sort of hesitation, though none would be found.

Because there was nothing I wanted more than this.

My hands latched down onto the waistband of his sweatpants, they hung low on his waist and with just one swift motion—they were off.

Leaving him in his boxers—which held his enormous hard erection beneath the fabric. I suppressed the moan wanting to leave—just looking at it made me hornier than ever.

Reaching over the nightstand, he swiftly opened the drawer and took out a metallic gold foil—more descriptively, a condom.

I was already on the pill anyways—better safe than sorry.

Pushing his lips back to mine, he lifted my body higher up the bed—clutching his hands onto my waist.

Our tongues mingled together, the addicting mint taste submerging through my mouth as his hands worked beneath him.

Parting, his lips hovered over my own as I felt the very tip of his cock brush against my core. Teasingly, he slid it between the walls lightly.

My breath hitched completely as he stared into my eyes and slowly pushed himself into me.

He held himself up with one arm, his jaw clenched tightly as he moved in at a slow pace.

The feeling was more than anything I'd dreamt of. Literally.

Pain submerged through my lower stomach and I bit down on my lip.

When I glanced down he was only halfway in, even though it felt as if he were completely in. He filled my tight walls completely as he stilled.

"Tell me when to move," He said deeply, looking into my eyes. I nodded and inhaled through my mouth.

"Move," I exhaled, he brought his lips towards my jaw, pecking it before moving himself out and then back in again.

I gasped as the pain slowly evolved. Moving in repetitive motions, the pain gradually subsided and then turned into immense pleasure.

My hands gripped tightly onto the skin of his back, my legs wrapped around his waist as his pace picked up and heavy moans came from my lips.

Upon hearing my pleasure he fastened, his cool chain hit my heated skin—restraining the urge to pull on it.

As our tension increased, he moved himself upwards—now sitting up as both of his large hands gripped my sides and forcefully slammed into me.

"Shit Roman," I moaned, arching my back and throwing my head back against the pillow.

My eyes stayed on the sight in front of me—the sight only making my growing orgasm intensify.

His hair flowed down in front of his eyes, while his own gaze was precisely on his cock slipping in and out of me.

Then he flickered his gaze back to me—watching me with a dark, lustful gaze as he fucked me hard. One of his hands was removed from my side and came straight towards one of my breasts.

Gripping it as he rubbed my nipple with his thumb. My thighs trembled and immediately my body weakened as I felt my climax already forming.

Smashing his lips to mine again, he thrusted himself deeply into me—stilling and then leisurely reversing out and rubbing his front over my dripping heat.

Slamming back into me, I moaned so loud that I genuinely think the whole neighbourhood could hear me.

My release was slowly coming undone. His lips grazed the tip of my jaw, his cool breath hitting the back of my neck like fire.

The knot in my stomach became too much as his cock deepened more—and as if feeling my climax, he sat up and gripped onto my waist, swiftly flipping me over onto my stomach.

On all fours, his hand wrapped around my hair as he positioned his cock between my throbbing walls. By this point, my body was completely worn yet satisfyingly pleased.

As his tip grazed over my slit—teasingly separating the walls with his pulsing cock. He twisted his hand around my hair and pulled gently as he slammed his cock back inside me from behind.

Thrusting into me, my eyes rolled back as my thighs trembled and the amazing bliss enlightened us both.

He was completely inside me, stretching the walls and plunging into me mercilessly. With my moans and his low grunts, my build slowly erupted again.

"Fuck," He grumbled, continuing his movements at a rapid pace. A hand-dug into my side while the other clenched around my hair—tugging it at as he controlled powerfully.

I turned my head slightly to view him, and god that fucking did it for me.

As he pounded into me from behind—his eyes were firmly on my ass while his plump, bottom lip was tucked into his mouth—then sensually connecting his lustful eyes with mine.

And as if it were a jolt to my body, my built walls had collapsed and my body heaved as I moaned loudly from the climax.

My head dropped down as I felt myself clench around him.

Upon this, he continued to ride out my orgasm—now fiercely going at a god forbidden pace while my body rocked forward with each pound.

Riding out my orgasm, my fists clenched the sheets hard as he was now the only thing holding my body in one piece.

I felt him twitch inside me, his pace not slowing as his own orgasm reached its limit.

"Fuck, Tesoro," He grumbled as his eyes were firmly on his movements until he licked his lips and looked back to me, I felt myself rising again.

Translation: "Fuck, baby,"

My own walls started clenching again, sensitive from the first round—the sound of his low grunts and the sound of our flesh clashing together, had another knot forming.

Slowly, I moved my body back onto him, matching his movements with a slower enthusiasm. His hand smacked onto my ass cheek, squeezing it lightly after.

Groaning, I continued my movements until my body slowed and he took over again. When I felt the throbbing in his pulse and the faster motions—I knew he was about to give in.

And then, so was I. Coming again, he pushed himself deeper into my core again and then released with a harsh thrust.

Pulling out of me, I breathed heavily as sweat dripped from the side of my neck and my forehead. I flipped over onto my back and laid flat on the bed, completely worn out by the absolute mind-blowing fucking I just received.

I took a glimpse at Roman going over to the bathroom—meanwhile, I was still processing the heaving pleasure.

When I heard the shower running, I had snapped my eyes back over to Roman—who came beside me and pulled me up from the bed.

My tired eyes glanced towards him for a moment, taking in his bland expression. He shut the bathroom door as he lead me inside the steaming shower—I stood under the water first, feeling it rush down me in a calming manner.

Roman closed the glass door and stood in front of me, Instantly pulling my body to him. I giggled as his lips pushed to my cheek twice.

Wrapping my arms around his lower body, I rested my head on his chest as his hand behind my back rubbed over it in a repetitive motion.

Love was all I felt. It was all I felt when I was with him.

Love for him, and him only.

One of his hands came under my chin, tilting my head away from his chest and right towards his gaze.

Surprising me again, his eyes softened and my heart thumped.

Sighing, he leant his head onto my shoulder—making me giggle slightly and my hand ran over the back of his neck in smooth motions.

For a while, we stayed like this under the water. His head on my shoulder and my chin on his. Soon enough, I moved away and started washing.

Though his hands took mine, removing the shampoo bottle from my grip and did the work for me.

A blush appeared on my cheeks as he turned me around firmly and rubbed the soap into my hair.

Massaging it into my hair, I sighed contentedly and closed my eyes.

The feeling genuinely made sleep nearly overcome me—though when his hands were removed, I jolted right awake.

Hot water streamed down my back, he rinsed my hair—covering my forehead with one hand to forbid the water from running down my face.

I smiled softly at how sweet he was being. He rinsed my hair and then proceeded with the conditioner, repeating the same process as before.

Up until my hair was done, he turned me back around and faced me wholly. I grinned goofily up at him and he returned a small smile back.

Reaching down, he pecked my lips—lingering them there and then removing them.

After Roman and I finished, I went out first and threw him a towel—wrapping one around myself and then escaping out of the steamy room, heading into his closet.

I took one of his shirts and placed that over my head, and then wrapped my wet hair in a towel.

When I returned, Roman was back in his attire from before I stripped it off him. Casual sweats and no shirt.

Slipping underneath the covers, I wrapped my body in a cocoon of blankets and waited for Roman to come in next to me.

Sleep was already hitting me like a truck and I didn't know if I could wait any longer. My eyes closed, and I only then felt the bed dip beside me.

All strength left my body as I slowly fell into the rhythm of sleep. Roman's arm wrapped around my body, completely pulling my body against his in a comforting manner.

I smiled underneath his touch when he placed a kiss on my temple.

"Night, Ella," He whispered into my ear, softly. Wrapping my hand through his, I drowsily mumble back.

"Night, Roman."