C14 He claims me

“I promise you can, Winona.” His mouth is hot against my body. “You’re going to let me lick your most sensitive spot. You’re going to ride my face and beg for mercy.”

“No,” I shake my head on the pillow, but Roman is undeterred. His lips cover my feminine bud and he sucks it into his mouth, groaning as if he can already taste the cream gathering on my folds.

My breath is trapped in my lungs