He was shocked for a minute by her enthusiasm before the rest of his body got on board with her, gripping her hips and pressing her closer. The whimper was the only indication she’d felt his erection, but Roman was a greedy bastard, wanting all she was willing to give. He pulled back, wrapping his hand in her ponytail to keep her in place, kissing the side of her neck. She moaned, her fingers digging into his waist while he continued to explore her neck.
“Alexandra,” he whispered, licking the point where her neck met her shoulder, his fingers lightly dancing across her stomach.
“Hmm…” she answered, too caught up in the sensation to say much of anything.
“Alexandra,” he commanded more forcefully, so she would focus on him. Her lips were bruised, and she looked like she wanted to sink into him, but he needed her concentration for the next while.
“Walk to the bed.” Previous apprehension was gone as she walked toward the California king. She refused to look at him, instead moving her hair to the side and pointing to the zipper at her neck. He pressed against her, tracing the line down her spine with his fingers. She shivered, squirming against him. He undid the zipper, the back opening, allowing him to help pull the dress down her shoulders, leaving her in her bra, thong, and garters. Fuck me. Roman would feast tonight.
“Face me.” His tone booked no argument and she turned around, her nude backless bra barely holding her breasts. She had an hourglass figure, curvaceous in all the right places, and he licked his lips as she reached to take it off. Her breasts fell out, full and just begging for him to taste, and he couldn’t keep himself away from his prize.
His hand reached out to cup the comfortable weight of her in his palm. Licking the nub, he watched it harden before pinching it. She gasped, mesmerized by his actions. He shifted attention to the other breast, licking and sucking until the nipple was so hard it could chisel glass. As much as he was a breast man, Roman knew he would have time to give these girls attention later on, so he stepped back. “Lay spread-eagle on the bed.” She nodded, reaching for her heels.
“Leave them.” He read the move in her eyes before she made it, standing still while she brushed him aside on the way to the bed. She lay down just as he requested, with her knees bent so her heels dug into the mattress, and stared at him with hooded eyes. She was completely exposed, and he wished for a camera so he could capture this moment forever.
“Roman?” she questioned, the quick rise and fall of her breasts the only indication of any nervousness.
He quickly unbuttoned his shirt, laying over her and capturing her lips. “Do you trust me?” he asked, licking the shell of her ear as she nodded. “Good.” He grabbed the ties on the headboard, the scraps of silk he used to tie up most of his women, looping one and then the other around her wrists. She watched, saying nothing until he leaned back on his hunches to examine her. Alexandra was magnificent and responded to his commands without hesitation. He went to the side drawer, gathering the toys he needed and coming back to the bed.
“You know I’m willing, right? You didn’t have to tie me up to keep me,” she said jokingly, her chuckle masking the anxiety.
“I know.” He kissed down her stomach. “But I like you tied up. You’re open,” he breathed into her core, watching her shudder from the sensation, “and ready for me.” He lifted her left leg, taking her black heel off. Unhooking the left stocking, he repeated the same action to the other side before pulling off her garters and thong. He tossed her left leg over his shoulder, holding her open for him. Then he thrust his tongue into her, loving the way she writhed in his arms. She tasted of sugar, a sweetness Roman figured he’d imagined the other night. It was intoxicating, and he couldn’t get enough.
She was a bundle of nerves, every new plunge causing her to squirm while he continued to move in and out of her quickly. It was heady, knowing she was reacting strongly to his touch. Her right foot pressed down on the bed, trying to move away from him to stop the sensation.
“I…can’t,” she gasped, eyes closed and head shaking against the pillow, groaning when he grabbed her leg to stop her movement.
He looked up, his lips glistening with her juices, giving one last lick before rocking back on his heels to look at her.
“You can,” he insisted, waiting until she opened hooded eyes to watch him. He stuck his finger in his mouth, sucking for a minute. Reaching down, he rubbed her slit before entering her. She arched up, crying out in pleasure while he touched her. She exploded under his touch, like she had been waiting for him to press the magical button that ignited her sexual receptors. He was ready to fucking explode, couldn’t wait to pound into her with abandon. He held himself back, wanting the night to be about her pleasure, but she was amazing.
“So…close. Finish me,” she begged. “I need it.” He withdrew his finger, not wanting her to get off too quickly. He sought to draw her out, create maximum pleasure, and she wasn’t going to get it by coming within minutes.
“What?” she questioned, not even opening her eyes. “Why did you stop?”
“Patience, babe” he whispered against her skin, kissing her stomach to soothe her. She lifted her head, watching him lick his finger again, her body humming with unspent sexual energy. He could smell her arousal; she was so damn wet for him. The sexual haze cleared from her eyes, and he recognized the moment she realized he wasn’t going to let her come.
“You’re such a tease.”
He rubbed his finger against her lips until she opened and sucked on his forefinger like she was deep-throating him, the sight of watching her taste herself making him harder than he’d ever been before. “You didn’t think I would make it easy on you, did you?” He grinned, pulling his finger from her mouth with a pop. She frowned at him but he ignored her, reaching into the bedside table for the vibrator.
“You. Suck.” She pouted, eyebrows arching at the sight of the vibrator. “And why are you holding that vibrator like you’re about to use it? Is your dick not good enough?”
He resisted the sigh. Damn, this girl loves to disagree. “Did anyone ever say you talk too much?”
“Maybe.” She shrugged, looking defiant despite the fact she was tied to the bed at his mercy. Her hair was ruffled, her makeup a little smudged, but she showed no fear. His respect increased for her tenfold. He laid the toy beside her and moved to stand next to the bed, his hands unhooking his belt.
“Maybe I should put something in your mouth and shut it for you?” He unbuckled his jeans, rolling down the zipper as she bit her lip, watching him strip. Dropping his jeans, he watched her lick her lips when he stood naked before her. He gripped his shaft, stroking a couple times, kneeling beside her on the bed. Alexandra’s eyes never left his cock, and her mouth slightly parted when he sat beside her.
“How about it?” he asked again, moving above her so his knees were on either side of her head, his cock positioned at her mouth. Her mouth opened to receive him, licking the tip before she took him in. He gripped her hair, holding her steady while she sucked him off. Damn. She practically swallowed him whole. It was like she knew exactly what he needed, applying the right amount of pressure to drive him crazy. She was so concentrated on the task at hand she refused to be moved, even when he tried to pull her off him so he didn’t come in her mouth.
“Alexandra.” He tried to move out of her mouth, but she ignored him and followed, refusing to let go. He felt his balls tighten, knowing he was close. “You don’t let go, you’re swallowing,” was the only warning he gave, but she didn’t waver. She swallowed every drop, not moving until he softened, smiling while he pulled out.
“You liked that?” he whispered, hands trailing down her body, grabbing the vibrator. She stared, her hands gripping the ties, as though she wanted him to release her.
“How about I return the favor?” The sound of buzzing filled the air when he turned on the vibrator, and he nudged her legs apart again before pressing the edge of the toy to her slit. She shuddered, her legs coming together, but Roman pulled them apart again, pushing the tip into her once again. Alexandra’s hips arched up, seeking more, and Roman gave her what she wanted. She was tight, but greedily took the device until it disappeared into her passage. He turned up the speed and Alexandra moved her feet to grip the bed while he pushed the vibrator in and out.