ALINA'S POV
"You're one nasty little b***h, aren't you?"
"I-I-
"You're so nasty!" He chuckled, deep. Dark. Lips on my neck. "Checking me in secret, aren't you? Sneaky. Think you're smooth, hmm?"
"N-no," I shivered in response, gripping his arm. My nails sinking in. p***y clenched as his tongue traced up to the outline of my earlobe. "No. No, I'm sneakyyy. Roman."
"Sir," he bit down.
"S-s-sir," I gasped out, shocked. My pulse racing, eyes wide, teeth biting down hard on my lip. Unable to do nothing else as his hand dug into my waist, twisting the fabric of my bikini bottoms. My legs spread parted, raised, positioned so my knees balled up against my chest. His other hand positioned behind me, trapping me.
"Alina..." his voice trailed to my ears, breath hot on my neck. Burning hot. S
