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"Fuck. Take it," I groan, plowing into her so hard the head of my cock hits her cervix with every thrust. I'm so deep and she's so tight, I know I'm not going to last long like this. I release my hold on her hip to slap her ass, and then moan at the way the plump flesh bounces and jiggles against me.

"So goddamn sexy," I growl, pounding into her hard and fast. A light sheen of sweat breaks out on my body. I lean over her, pressing open-mouthed kisses all over her back. Even though the bruises where she fell down the stairs a few weeks ago have faded, I run my lips over every little spot as if they're still visible.

"Do. Not. Fucking. Come," I snap, kissing all the way up to her ear. I bite her lobe and smack her ass again. As soon as her muscles clamp down on me, I wrench myself away from her, my stomach clenching when I pull all the way out of her welcoming heat.

A keening, broken whimper escapes her lips, and I know she can't take much more of this. Part of me—that pissed off, territorial part—wants to keep tormenting her, keep bringing her to the brink and then yanking her back until she begs me to let her come. But every other part wants to feel her coming on me. I fucking need it.

"Easy, baby," I murmur, helping stand her up. Her legs shake as I sweep her up into my arms.

She curls into me, clinging as I carry her up the stairs toward the bedroom. Her head lolls against my shoulder, her breath still coming in little whimpers and pants. She can't stay still.

When I lay her on the bed, her eyes flutter open. I hiss at the look on her face. She's so high on me, her eyes are dark and dazed. Her cheeks are flushed pink, and her brow is sweaty. She's whimpering, my name whispering from her lips in little puffs of sound. There's something beautiful about seeing her so desperate for me.

She writhes against the bed as I pull her heels off her feet and rip her dress from her body. Her legs open and close like she can't stop them. As soon as she's naked, I pry them apart and shoulder my way between them. The scent of her arousal has my mouth watering. I need to taste her again.

"Watch me," I whisper, burying my tongue in her pussy. I eat her like I'm starving for her, watching as pleasure sweeps through her dazed expression. Her back arches upward, her eyes rolling before she forces them back to me.

Broken words crack from her lips between frantic, needy cries and loud whimpers.

Love you. So much.

Please, please.

Oh God, Roman.

I push my hips into the bed, grinding against the mattress in search of a little relief. I'm so fucking hot for her, I can't stand it. I need her to come for me more than I need my next breath.

"Come on my tongue, Mila."

As soon as I give her permission, she explodes. Her muscles lock tight, her body contorting as she floods my mouth with her juices. I snarl and groan against her pussy, licking up every drop she gives me.

She's still coming when I flip her to her stomach and start fucking her with my fingers.

She screams out, bucking and flailing beneath me. I don't let up. I'm so desperate to see her come apart for me again, to feel her gripping my fingers…I'm ruthless, completely fucking feral with need.

Orgasm rips through her again, leaving her breathless.

"Again," I demand, sliding my fingers from inside her pussy and pressing them to her clit. I rub hard, working her clit with my whole hand. My teeth sink into the round globes of her ass, marking her there.

"Fuck, Mila," I groan, rising up to watch her.

She's gorgeous as she thrashes and wails, fighting to get away from me, to stop the torrent of sensation ripping through her like a tidal wave. Her orgasm is mine, though, and I want to watch it take her. It blasts through her like a bomb, making me cry out this time. I'm so lost to her, I can't stop.

I flip her again, tossing her legs over my shoulders. One hand goes to her throat, pinning her to the bed without cutting off her air supply, and then I'm on her again, fucking her so hard the bed frame rattles beneath us.

Tears leak from her eyes as I fuck her ruthlessly, pounding into her so hard my balls sting with every heavy slap.

"Again, Mila." I lean forward and pull a nipple into my mouth. My teeth sink into the hardened flesh, only to retreat and do the same to the other. Back and forth until my balls draw up. "Come on my cock."

"I can't. Oh God, Roman…" Her eyes widen in shock and fear as another orgasm sparks inside of her. She grabs my arms, clawing as it starts to savagely rip her apart. "I can't. Please. I can't!"

"You can take it. Fuck. Take it, baby."

A triumphant roar rips from my lips as she comes apart beneath me, around me, one more time. Her body bows off the bed, a loud scream erupting from her lips. Her inner muscles clamp down on me, tearing my own climax from me so hard it physically hurts.

I slam myself inside her and still. Our cries echo around us as blood rushes through me. My heart pounds so hard it leaves me gasping for breath and shaking.

I give her everything as I spill into her…down to my fucking soul.

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