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Mila whimpers when she sees them in my hands. She writhes against the bed, pushing her legs together like she's trying to find a little relief herself.

"Put your arms over your head, baby," I instruct her, and then wait for her to obey.

As soon as she does, I move quickly, lacing the ties around her wrists and then looping them around the bedposts before she has a chance to get her hands on me again. I tie them tight enough to keep her where I want her but not tight enough to hurt her.

"Oh, fuck," she moans, pulling against the ties as soon as I'm done. Her wide, dilated eyes meet mine. She's so turned on her breath comes in little pants and sighs.

"You look good tied to my bed," I tell her, kicking my sweats off. My dick smacks against my stomach before I wrap a hand around myself and squeeze, just looking at her.

She's extraordinary tied down like she is. A flush runs from her cheeks down her neck and onto her chest. Her tits are pushed upward, her nipples dark and hard. She's spread her legs for me again.

I stare at her pussy, biting my lip. I swear I can already taste her on my tongue. I'm addicted to the way she tastes, like peaches and pussy. It's quickly becoming my favorite combination.

Reaching out, I pinch her right nipple.

"Roman!" Her body arches off the bed, trying to get closer.

I tease her, tugging and pulling on her nipples, but not giving her any relief. She loves the way I play with her tits. She told me that her breasts were never sensitive when her ex touched them. He was too fucking stupid to know what she needed. Thank God she didn’t sleep with him because the selfish prick didn’t deserve her.

I’m not him. I know exactly what she needs and exactly how she likes it. She needs a little pain with her pleasure, just enough to make it good. I swear to God, this woman was made for me.

Once she's whimpering and moaning, pleading with me for more, I stop what I'm doing.

She cries out, glaring at me in frustration as I crawl up the bed toward her, my dick in my hand.

"Open up," I demand, straddling her chest.

I expect her to refuse just to piss me off. She fucking loves to challenge me just to see how far she can push before I lose it and make her submit…especially when I'm not giving her what she wants. But she obeys instantly, licking her lips like my dick is her favorite meal. I'm pretty sure it is.

I run the head against her lips, teasing her again.

"Be a good girl and take all of me," I murmur, easing forward.

She tips her head up, eagerly sucking the head of my cock into her mouth. My head lolls backward, a harsh groan breaking from my lips when her heat surrounds me. Her mouth is fucking perfect. It's hot, wet heaven for my dick.

I stay there for just a minute, reveling in the feeling before I tilt my head forward again to watch as I feed her my cock.

Her lips stretch around me the deeper I go. She hums and moans, and I know she loves this as much as I do. Hell, she's told me how she fantasized for four years about me fucking her mouth.

"Goddamn, you feel good," I growl when my cock nudges at her throat. My hands are clenched in tight fists as I fight the urge to thrust deeper.

When I pull back, she whines, silently pleading with those big green eyes.

"You want more?" I ask, fucking knowing she does.

She nods frantically, her body undulating beneath mine.

Christ, she's perfect.

"Stay still," I warn her.

She instantly stills beneath me.

I thrust forward again. She gags as soon as my dick hits the back of her throat, causing her throat to constrict around me.

As fucked up as it is, I love the sensation of her choking on my cock. Knowing she's so full of me that she can't take any more is the hottest fucking thing. I ease back and then press forward once more.

"Let me in," I grunt when she gags again. I'm so fucking big, I'm not sure she can take all of me, but I want it anyway. I'm greedy like that.

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