Mia p.o.v.
The sound of that irritating door knock stopped when neither of us replied, too busy to drown in the drug of pleasure and ecstasy.
His hand near my wet cunt, tilting his head to the side, seeing my glossy eyes – he licked his dry lips. I understand that look and nodded just once, and he leans down, pressing his lips against mine.
It is soft still, but deeper, so many emotions running through the kiss, as he allows his hand to touch my warmth, my thongs are restricting his skin to touch mine, but it is enough, at least for now.
“ Roman…” I moaned against his lips, attempting to move my body against his fingers. He chuckles roughly against my mouth, lifting his hands away to tease me. I know he wants me to beg, for him, for his hard c**k which is throbbing in his pants.
