Chapter 83 Give It To Me Roman I stopped her. My hands slid between her knees, gently forcing her thighs apart until she was spread open before me again. I sat back on my heels, looking at her—just really looking. “Fuck…” I whispered, lips parting, chest rising with heavy breaths. She was glistening, swollen, her arousal painting her inner thighs. My cock throbbed at the sight, but this wasn’t about me. Not yet. “You’re… perfect. So beautiful,” I rasped, eyes locked between her legs. “You don’t even know what you do to me.” She whimpered, trying to hide herself from me, but I gripped her thighs, pulling them wider. “Don’t you dare hide from me,” I growled, though my voice shook with need. “Let me see all of you. Please.” ~~~~~ Savannah The way he stared at me made me burn. Like I was the only thing he’d ever wanted. His gaze alone was enough to unravel me, to make me feel raw and exposed in the best way. When he finally leaned down, his breath ghosted over me, and my hips jerked off the bed. I was trembling, desperate for him, every nerve ending screaming with anticipation. And then his tongue brushed me. Just a feather-light stroke over my clit, and I nearly sobbed. “God, please,” I whispered, my voice hoarse with need. The overload of sensations—his hands spreading me wide, now his mouth—was too much, threatening to end me before he even began. ~~~~~ Roman I couldn’t hold back anymore. My mouth sealed over her clit, sucking, worshipping, my tongue flicking relentless patterns as her taste spread across my tongue. Her thighs shook, her cries tore through the air, but I only pushed deeper. Sliding my fingers inside her, curling them to stroke that perfect spot, I moaned into her heat. She was already falling apart, writhing under my grip, but I wasn’t satisfied yet. I wanted her messy, broken, undone—squirting against my tongue until she had nothing left to give.“Give it to me, my love,” I growled against her, licking harder, faster, drunk on the way she shook for me. “Every drop. I want it all.” ~~~~~ Savannah “God…” I whimpered, hips lifting, chasing every stroke of his tongue. My back arched off the bed, heat shooting through me. He moaned into me, like the taste of me was all he’d ever wanted. His shoulders pressed into my thighs, pinning me open like he owned every trembling inch of me. My fingers twisted in the sheets, my breath stuttering as his mouth dragged over me—slow, deliberate, like he was savoring something holy. “Please—don’t stop,” I begged, voice wrecked, nails digging into his hair, gluing him to where I ached the most. I was close, too close, and the way he groaned against me told me he knew it. ~~~~ Roman She was dripping for me, trembling under my mouth, and I couldn’t stop. Wouldn’t stop. The taste of her coated my tongue, sweet and addictive, and I wanted more. Still needed more.“Fuck,” I muttered against her, sucking hard, feeling her thighs shake against my cheeks. “You’re so perfect… I could live here—live between these legs.” Her cries tore through me, each gasp another push to worship her deeper. I slid two fingers inside her, curling, stroking exactly where she clenched the hardest. My tongue never left her clit—fast, relentless, desperate with a goal. She writhed, moaning, tugging my hair like she couldn’t decide if she wanted to push me away or keep me in between her legs forever. I didn’t give her the choice. I held her down, devouring her like the starving man that I was. ~~~~ Savannah It was too much. Too much tongue, too much pressure, his fingers pumping, stroking that unbearable spot inside me. My whole body burned, the pressure building until I thought I’d shatter. “I—oh god—I can’t—” My voice broke, tears prickling my eyes. My thighs clamped around his head, but he pried them apart, forcing me open, forcing me to take it. “Give it to me, my love,” he growled against me, and the filthy need in his tone made me break.The release ripped out of me in a hot, shaking wave. I cried out, body jerking, the gush spilling against his mouth, his chin, the sheets. ~~~~~ Roman She came undone, and I drank her in like salvation. My tongue lapped every drop, my fingers still stroking until she squirted again, until her thighs trembled violently around my face. “Fuck yes,” I groaned, messy and obsessed, licking her clean, my jaw soaked. “That’s it, baby. All mine. Every last drop.” She collapsed back on the bed, wrecked and shaking, and I pressed my mouth against her swollen clit again, gentle now, reverent. Worshipping. “I’ll never stop,” I whispered against her, kissing her like she was sacred. “Not until you’ve given me everything.” She tried to twist away, body overstimulated, but I pinned her thighs open, tongue lashing, fingers stroking deeper. She sobbed, breathless pleas tumbling from her lips, but the sound only spurred me on. Tears streaked her cheeks, her voice breaking as she sobbed, “I can’t— again, Roman.” But I only looked up at her with wild devotion, eyes glazed, lips wet and swollen, like I was praying at the altar of her body. “You can,” I said, hoarse and hungry, before diving back down. “And you will. For me.” And then she shattered all over again. ~~~~~ Savannah I collapsed against the mattress, trembling, every nerve raw and overrun. My chest rose and fell in sharp, uneven gasps, and I couldn’t stop the tears slipping down my cheeks. I was wrecked. Utterly undone. But then he was moving up my body, slow and deliberate, pressing soft kisses over my stomach, my breasts, my throat—like he was stitching me back together with his mouth. By the time he reached my lips, I was barely coherent. He kissed me deep, letting me taste myself on his tongue, messy and overwhelming. The salt of my tears mixed with the sweetness of my release, and I whimpered into his mouth, clinging to him even as my body quivered. ~~~~~Roman She was shattered beneath me, trembling, spent, and I’d never seen anything more beautiful in my life. Her taste still coated my tongue, her arousal slick over my jaw, and I kissed her like I was feeding it back to her, like I wanted her to know she belonged to me completely. I pulled back just enough to hover over her lips, breathing her in, my voice a ragged growl. “You think I could ever be done with you? I’d go insane without you. My body knows yours now. And it won’t let me forget. Every time you talk, every time you moan, every sound you make—I crave it. I crave you.” I whispered, brushing my thumb over her swollen bottom lip. “And you’ll keep coming for me until your body forgets how to come for anyone but me.” Her eyes fluttered, glazed and dazed, and she let out a broken sound that went straight to my cock. “And I'm never letting you go,” I promised against her mouth, sealing it with another bruising kiss. “You belong to me now.”