Chapter 73 —... Damn Devil

Narrator:

When they separated, both were panting, breathless and their eyes burning.

“Take them off!” Roman ordered again, his voice rough.

Aylin licked her lips, still swollen from the kiss, and with her gaze fixed on his, she slid her hands down the skirt of her dress and removed the tiny lace garment, slowly sliding it down her thighs.

Roman watched her every move with dark, dangerous eyes.

When the garment was off, Aylin held it in her hand for a second before dropping it onto the car dashboard. Roman smiled with pure malice.

“Good girl.”

He leaned toward her and, without warning, plunged his hand between her legs.

Aylin arched her back and clung to the seat, letting out a muffled gasp when she felt his fingers sliding easily into her wetness.

“Shit...”

Roman moved slowly, exploring her with the precision of a man who knew exactly how to drive her wild.

“I knew you'd be this wet.”

Aylin tried to reply, but Roman sank two fingers into her at the same time