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I've never been so turned on in my life.
Roman runs his hands down my legs, spreading them wider. Once he has them where he wants them, once I'm completely exposed, the breeze whispering against my clit, he rises to his feet.
I watch through heavy lids as he pops the button on his jeans and then pulls down the zipper.
I think I moan again when he frees his cock. He's rock-hard.
"Wh-what are you doing?" I manage to ask when he takes a step backward and then another.
He doesn't answer me immediately. Instead, he positions himself at the end of the chaise, where he can see every inch of my body. He tugs and pulls on his cock, staring at me.
The sight of him working himself with the ocean at his back is the most erotic thing I've ever seen. He looks like some ancient fertility god, his cheeks flushed and his eyes dark.
"You're going to make yourself come again while I watch," he tells me.
Oh my God.
"Play with your pussy, Mila."
I don't have to be told twice. I slide one hand down my body again, zeroing in on my clit. My back arches off the chaise. My rib throbs faintly in protest, but I'm so far beyond pain I barely notice the dull ache.
"Roman," I moan, slipping two fingers inside myself, trying to recreate the sensations he sent spiraling through me when his hand played between my legs. His fingers are so much thicker than mine. I add a third.
"Fuck. Look at you, baby. You're so goddamn wet."
I know I am. So soaked, my fingers keep slipping as I fuck myself with them. My gaze locks on the hand he has wrapped around his cock, jerking himself off. He's gorgeous everywhere. Even his cock is beautiful. Long and thick. The head is broad and angry red. He's as turned on as I am.
"God, Roman," I whimper. "You're so fucking hard. I need you."
"You think I don't know that?" He squeezes the head of his cock before working his way down the shaft, twisting and pulling. He isn't gentle as he works himself. When he's like this, he never is. "You're dripping down your thighs for me, Mila. Fuck." He tips his head back for a second before immediately tilting it forward again so he can watch me. "Play with your tits, baby."
"Talk to me," I plead, using my free hand to pinch my nipples. They're so much more sensitive with him standing over me than they were before. It feels almost as good as it does when he has his hands and mouth on them. He knows exactly how to touch them, lick them…bite them.
"What do you want me to say?" he asks me. "You want to know how fucking hot you look, playing with your pussy? You want me to tell you how fucking sexy you are, fucking your fingers for me where the neighbors might see you?"
I moan, thrusting my fingers deeper. Wet sounds fill the air between us. I'm too far gone to be embarrassed by how turned on I am, at how wet I am. Like always, I'm shameless as I chase the orgasm looming ahead of me. I need it. Fuck, I need it so badly it hurts.
"I'm going to fuck you in that chaise one day, Mila," he murmurs, his voice thick and dark. His hand flies up and down his cock as he chases his own release. He's relentless, hunting it down like a predator. "You're going to ride my cock where everyone can see you."
"Yes."
"You're not going to stop until you scream my name so loud everyone will know who you belong to." He groans loudly, cupping his balls in his free hand. "You fucking love the thought of getting caught, don't you?"
I want to deny it, but I can't.
"Yes," I cry out, letting go of my breast. My hand quickly drops to my stomach and then lower, joining the first between my legs. I can't stop the sounds tearing from my lips. They're so loud, and I'm so close.
"Fuck, look at you," he growls again.
"Roman, please."
"Not yet," he mutters, working his cock faster. "Wait for me, Mila."
"I can't," I whimper, trying to hold off the orgasm barreling down on me. My inner muscles flutter around my fingers, ripping moans from my lips. "Please, please."
He grunts, biting his lip. "Now, baby."
As soon as he says the words, I let go. Blood rushes in my ears as I come undone, unraveling for him. Somehow, I manage to keep my eyes on him, watching as he comes too, spilling all over my stomach and thighs. It's so hot aftershocks rumble through me, pulling little whimpers from my lips.
