Standing There (Love in the Park 1)

I smile after switching the shower on. It won’t be long before he finds me in here. I take out my ponytail shaking my hair out as it falls over my shoulders. My hands slide behind to unclasp my bra, then I hear a growl coming from the door. I hurriedly cross my arms over my chest to stop my bra from falling. “Oh, Roman, I forgot to lock the door,” I lie, feigning innocence.

“Bullshit, baby. Don’t stop. I love the sexy show. Strip for me,” he demands, standing there completely barefoot, and he’s lost his shirt. My pussy is soaked, just watching him with his arms crossed waiting for me to continue. There’s no way I can deny him the pleasure when I know he’s going to give me so much more. I drop my hands, letting my bra slide down my arms. His penetrating gaze sends shivers through me, and it my core in full force. Is it possible to come without being touched? I doubt it, but it’s going to be close. He stalks toward me. “Enough,” he barks out. With a strong grip, he grabs the edge of my panties and tears. My body is shaking with need. “I need you now.” He reaches in the shower and shuts it off. “We’ll save that for later. I want your soaking wet pussy on my tongue now.”

He lifts me onto the vanity, parts my thighs, and drops to his knees. Roman moves his hands up and down my thighs, understanding that he’s pushing me over the edge with every little gasp that seems to fall from my lips. I’m so lost to the need, I don’t even feel the least bit of nervousness. I want him to make me scream his name. I want to come for him over and over. His tongue slides across my seam, dipping in to lick me. I throw my head back, nearly hitting the mirror, but none of that matters because I’m in heaven. I feel his strong hand part my pussy, while he pushes one finger inside. His mouth sucks and licks with each thrust of his finger. I fall apart, coming so hard I can’t think straight. “Roman, Roman, take me now,” I shout, dragging him up to me and kissing him insanely. I can feel him undo his pants and the tip of his cock at my entrance.

“This is going to be quick, baby, but I’m going to make it up to you.” He lunges forward, sending his cock deep inside of me, tearing my barrier to shreds. The pain is there, but it’s only a pinch and a sting. Then he slaps my ass—hard, and I don’t feel a damn thing on my pussy but pleasure. Fuck, I’m practically gushing from that. “I would say I’m sorry, but I think your pussy likes when you get spanked.” He did it again, and I had to agree. I loved it. Holy hell, I clench around his thick cock that’s practically breaking me in two, and yet, I want more. He bends down and takes one of my boobs in his mouth while his strong hand pucks and squeezes the other. Each pump gets faster and faster until I feel him unloading deep inside of me.

I think he’s done, but he’s not. While still inside of me, he kicks off his pants and underwear and walks us back to the bed completely naked. I moan with each step his cock pumps inside of me. He sits on the edge of the bed, then lays down with his feet on the floor. “Ride me, baby.” Shy, I bounce slowly up and down. My movements aren’t right because this is the first time. He growls, and grasps my hips, helping me fuck myself on his cock. He slides one hand in front and stroke my nub as I get the rhythm that feels incredible. He slides his hand around my waist and drags me down to him for a kiss while rolling his hips. I’m so close that I start moving, rocking my hips forward and rubbing my pussy on him.

With another manly rumble from his chest, I find myself on my back in the middle of the bed, and my lover dominating me with his weight and strength. He takes his time, slowly moving back and forth until I’m dancing on the edge of my orgasm. Lowering his head, he whispers, “I love you,” then claims my mouth.

I come harder than the first time, screaming his name forgetting that anyone else is here. “Roman, Roman.”

He roars out his release, coming deep inside again. With my eyes hazy and body perfectly soar, he pulls out and lies next to me. “You’re mine,” he whispers, kissing my neck and snuggling me in his arms.