Savage

Chapter 26: For Keeps

I was determined to fix this Wong issue for good. Or just completely forget about him and our wretched past. I was relieved that Roman wasn't upset. He was putting it aside for us to have a peaceful day.

He came back to the room after my shower, sat at the edge of the bed, and watched me get ready. I felt sexy in his eyes. He was mouthwatering to look at too. Sitting there with his sleeves rolled up around his biceps, exposing all those details in his tattoos. The sight had moisture soaking my panties, immediately. I couldn't help myself but prowl in front of him half-naked. I had on panties and a short towel covered me. I decided to slowly make my way to him. He didn't disappoint either. I saw his bulge straining against the fabric of his jeans. They hugged his chiseled legs well. More liquid pooled between my legs. My breath was coming out in short pants. As I walked towards him I dropped the towel when I reached right in front of him, letting it pool at my feet. I stepped out of it and then used my foot to push it away, never losing eye contact with Roman. He looked up at me expectantly. He decided to not shave this morning and it was doing wicked things to my peace of mind. I was aching all over for him and the best part is that I did not have to tell him because he knew.

He sat up straighter, now that I was in front of him, then I felt it. A hand palming me through my soaked panties. He kept our eye contact. A gasp filled the room when I felt his long fingers stroking my wet lips. He smirked knowingly. He had me right in the palm of his hand. I was so weak, and I was unashamed at hiding it. I bit my lip.

"I want to hear you, Sage," he rasped. His voice was husky from his arousal. I let out more short breaths in an attempt not to moan aloud. He broke me when he pushed the thin fabric aside and slid his long finger inside of me. Leisurely massaging my wet walls. It only intensified the moment, because I couldn't take it anymore. I cracked, squeezing my eyes shut, then threw my head to let out a long, low moan that filled the room.

"Fuck!" We both hissed at the same time.

I opened my eyes, leaning forward to grasp his forearm with both my hands. He slid another finger inside of me and began picking up the pace.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" I cursed, gripping my bottom lip between my teeth.

I felt myself dripping down his hand and he had no complaints whatsoever, as he thumbed my swollen clit in the process. I rode his fingers off losing myself in the process. I forgot everything around me except Roman who was growling his approval. My lower abdomen was fucking tight and my pussy walls were sucking his fingers off. It felt as if they were planning to not let go of him.

"Scheiße! You're so tight," he hissed again.

He pulled his fingers out of me, gradually and my pussy muscles were protesting by tightening their grip around the remainder of his fingers. They contracted repeatedly because of the loss.

"N-n-no, no," I cried.

I was so close to my growing orgasm. I didn't let go of his forearm though. He pulled me onto his lap. Him in between my legs and he crashed his lips against mine, biting my lips so that I open up for his tongue. I was willing. I was so hungry for him. I began scratching at his arm and the back of his neck automatically. He pulled me in closer, then spun me around, where I lay underneath him on the bed. He did not stop his onslaught. He was buried so sweetly between my legs that I began to grind my pelvis on the bulge straining at the front of his jeans.

My nipples were hardened nubs against the fabric of his shirt. They erected when Roman's chest brushed against them. One of his hands found one aching breast and began pulling and tweaking the small nub. I bit on his lip in both pleasure and pain, then he deepened the kiss. His lips never left mine and his tongue played with mine, tasting the insides of my mouth. When he finally broke the kiss, we were both trying to catch our breaths. He was looking at me with so many emotions dancing in his stormy blue eyes. I was captivated by him.

He then put on a somber expression before saying, "Sage. I don't like sharing you and I never want to. I am a jealous man. I am also selfish. The thought of my woman being with someone else kills me. I want to kill that man for gaining your attention in the first place. Don't let me have to use my gun," he finished.

He stared longingly, searching my eyes for assurance until he got it. I knew I got mine and I didn't have to ask. I bit my lower lip once more, then shook my head in agreement.

"You have me."

Roman smiled and began kissing me once again.

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Notes: Scheiße! - Fuck!