"I'm yours," I breathed, giving myself over to him, letting him take control.
"And I'm yours," he murmured, his teeth grazing my skin, sending a shiver down my spine.
I could feel his cock pressing against me, hard and throbbing. I ached to feel him inside me, filling me, stretching me.
Roman released his grip on my hair, his hand moving down to cup my breast, teasing the nipple.
I moaned, arching into his touch, craving more.
He groaned, his fingers pinching and rolling the sensitive bud.
"Fuck, Ruby," he growled, his lips finding mine again, kissing me hard.
"Please, Roman," I breathed, kissing him back with equal ferocity, my body trembling with need.
He broke the kiss and grinned down at me, his eyes glittering with desire. "Patience, Luna," he teased, his fingers ghosting over my nipple.
"No," I protested, my body arching, trying to get more. "Please, Roman."
