Chapter 147 Chapter 147

Chapter 147 Chapter 147
ROMAN'S POV

I kissed her. And it wasn't neat. Wasn't soft or anything gentle. It was messy, rough, hot and wild, exactly how she made me feel. How she'd successfully interrupted my life.

She shuddered, but not pulling backwards. Lapping up right into me even more, giving back with the same intensity, her nails sealed in my hair, body wrapped heavy on top of me. Open, like she wanted to give me everything. Like she knew just how much I wanted everything, every single bit of her, her body.

Soon it wasn't enough. This kiss, this heat, her body on mine like this, exposed, it wasn't enough. I wanted more than this. To be inside of her, permanently insert myself somehow into her body. Claim it as mine.

And she knew.

She so knew as she pulled away, both of us breathless, her core already rubbing hard against my cock. The wetness soaking through, "I need you." She whispered, grind harder. "I need you, Roman. I need you."

"Fuckk," I clenched her waist in my hand, halting that fluid movement. My hand going down and gripping my naked ass. Squeezing just tight, she jerked twice. Moved violently against me, groans tearing deeply from our throats. My hand seizing her again.

"No. Not yet." I growled, squeezing her. "We're going to do this differently today."

"Different? How different?" She breathed, gaze hazy.

I smirked, kissed up her chin again. Staying there, "You'll see. But first," I lifted her immediately, rose from my seat, set her down on the desk behind without warning. Several things coming down, clattering to the floor.

She gasped.

Lips spread like her thighs, the gap from being between me the cause. I almost took her right then but, "We'll do this first and I'll take you to my special place, okay?"

"Okay." She nodded greedily, "Take me. Take me anywhere, I don't care. Just please fuck me, use me."

Very good girl.

I let her stay on there, pulled her down so her ass sat at the very edge of the desk. Lace g-string properly soaked and moulded beautiful around that opening. Body flushed and wanting. Her breath coming out in soft stutters, lips parted in anticipation. Just perfect. "Utterly perfect." I whispered as I dropped my knees.

Positioned for glory. For worship cause fuckkk, that's what this body of hers was. A fucking temple. And I'd come to pay my dues, give my offerings. My long overdue offerings cause staying away from her just these three days leading from the weekend...it was like torture to my very soul. An injury to my body.

Not touching her had become a struggle. A constant need, a parasite living audaciously on the surface of my skin. One I didn't want to burn off.

So today, I was going to take her. Take her to the very brim, I didn't care if anyone somehow came in, which they wouldn't. This area was off limits, I'd have Jordan's head if anyone trespassed!

This was my zone.

"Welcome to Deep End, delicious." I dipped my head down then. Buried myself in there, her ass clenched, I gripped her waist. Sealing her in place.

"Oh fuck," she cried out, moaned. "Ohhh." I let my tongue dance through that lace panty, licked in and deep, sucked at its center. She squeezed, moaned even more like crazy. The very pussy itself breathing in my face. I raised my head slightly to see her face, see that gorgeous red mouth dropped open in wordless shivers, lashes fluttering, breasts pressed full on her chest. Lust making her glow.

Fuckkk.

She deserved something rough. Something strong, unrelenting.

And I gave her just that.

Dropped back into her, snapped that lace out of the fucking way and just consumed her. Sucking mindlessly at her core, her pussy lips, taking every single juice as it milked it, her thighs quaking heavily, nails stabbing the desk.

Then my tongue worked slow. Reducing the pace, licking and flickering her upward, rubbing that clit, making her squirm, gasp. I increased the pace. Making the lick faster, angrier, "Oh my God!" she cried out, gripped my hair. I pushed my face even more into her, like I'd lost my damn mind. Like I wanted to insert myself somehow inside forever.

She whimpered, shook, began moving her waist accordingly. Doing that thing she does to grind against me, fucking fluid movement. It comes so easily for her, she could easily twerk and take my cock anytime and won't feel an inch.

"I like it when you do this." I told her, breathing out. "Keep doing it, don't stop my little slut."

She doesn't. Increased her pace, I let her. Let her grind those hips into me, plaster her juices all over my face, chase her own pleasure. Every stroke getting bolder and more captivating than the last. Choking me, pressing me in, so much I couldn't breathe. And I fucking loved it. Fucking loved how her wetness had covered almost every inch of my face, my cock throbbing hard and itching to explode in my pants. But not yet. Not until I've heard that cry, not until I've milked her dry so she had no ounce of strength left in her anymore.

I gripped my waist, forcing an enclosure at her core, sucked tight and deep. Her hips buckled, thighs strangled me, cries harder, "Oh yes, oh yes! God please- yes!"

"Cum for me, you slut!"

"Yesss!!" She screamed out, convulsing. Body coming apart with violent wet release all over my face, mouth, dripping down my chin. A moan deep in my chest, satisfaction level increasing.

I let her ride it out until she's trembling, body shaking with aftershocks, breath ragged. "Oh God," she laid on the desk, my hand reaching to wipe my eyes, wanting to see her.

When I did, she was already staring at me. Elbows propped and holding her up halfway, thighs still spread, twitching. Too sensitive.

Interesting.

I leaned up. Wrapping my hand around that waist, letting my thumb run through her clit and down to her center. She shivered, jolt. "no, no. Please. Hold on a minute,"

"No," I didn't let her, held her down. "I'm not waiting. I can't wait, little slut." I curled my fingers inside, stroking. Feeling the sensitive flesh, vibrations at first, then I suddenly picked up. Zapping inside her with an unnatural rhythm. She rattled. Scattered on the desk, arched so hard, giving me even more bearing as I watched her go. Watched her shatter again with yet another orgasm. This time shorter, more intense, toes curling and she begged for mercy.

Only then did I let go.

But we were just starting.