"Oh I will. I definitely will. And I won't go easy on you" he whispered into your ear, his hand hasn't left your throat still .
If only he could squeeze harder.
He took the lobe of your ear between his teeth and slightly grazed it.
Fucking hell, that felt so good.
"I'm going to fck you until you're sore and unable to move" he whispered.
You can feel yourself dripping in your pants like squeezed lemon.
He put his knee between your thighs and you didn't realize when you started to rock against him.
"Yes .. please" you whispered as he grazed your rock hard nipples with the back of his fingers.
Your lips were inches apart at this point .
His breathing was slightly heavy and so was yours.
You don't want to wait anymore .
You kissed him and he let out a low groan which you interpreted as "Finally".
His fingers were dug into your skin as he deepened the kiss.
Kissing you roughly and desperately.
This man has been dying to do this and you can tell.
Someone walked into the bathroom but he didn't care.
He lifted you over the sink.
"Get a room!" An old lady said laughing.
He got back to his senses and withdrew from you.
"You are going to be the d£@th of me Charlotte" he whispered, kissing you one more time before putting you back down.
You cleaned the red lipstick on his lips and made your way back to the event.
You noticed that every time any woman tried to touch him, he would give them a 'Don't you fcking dare look' or take steps back.
Good boy.
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Roman d'amourLevi Devante is a special man. He is as special as they come. Being married to cold and heartless mafia boss is easily either the worst thing or the best thing that could happen to Charlotte Devante .