Chapter 34 —Good girl...

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Roman moved down her body with a precision that made her tremble.

Every kiss, every touch of his mouth on her skin, made her writhe beneath him.

“Don't move,” he murmured against her belly. Aylin gasped when she felt his tongue trace a slow, torturous path downward, straight to where her need was killing her. Roman held her thighs and forced her to open up for him, with the same authority with which he ran his business.

“That's it. I want to see you lose your mind.”

And he did. He kissed her boldly, hungrily, with that almost animalistic need that made her arch her back and grab the sheets as if she were about to fall into the abyss.

“Shit...” she blurted out without thinking, feeling his tongue slide, play with her, devour her as if she were his last damn delicacy.

Roman smiled against her skin, proud of what he was achieving.

“That's it... that's how I like it.”

He continued. Slower, deeper, dirtier.

Aylin could barely breathe. Her hips moved on th