Page 20 of Big Beefy Kingpin

Christ, how can one man be so perfect?

“You’re here,” I whisper when it dawns on me that he’s the one Scarlett had been texting. She knew just what would calm me down and made it happen. “I’m so glad you’re here.”

“Fuck me, darling, you look…” his eyes meet mine and I see the heat in them. “Gorgeous.”

My cheeks flare and I blush at his words. We’ve been together for a year and yet, the effect he has on me is the same as the one he had the first day we met. He’s done everything he promised he would and then some. I never thought I’d move back to Vegas but Roman made me change my mind. He even encouraged me to go back to school for my medical degree and I’m loving my courses.

It’s taken me a while to warm up to my uncle and accept the fact that my father had brainwashed me into unfairly hating my family. Now, with Roman, I’m happy.

I’m more than happy…I’m content. A feeling I’m still getting used to.

With him, I’ve found love, something I never thought I would and now… to think that in a few hours, I’ll be married to him just fills my heart with warmth.

Roman takes a step forward and then another closing the distance between us before stopping in front of me. He wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me flush against him.

“Roman, we shouldn’t…”

“I know, Amore, but how can I resist with you looking so perfect?” He leans down, brushing my lips softly against his. “I can’t wait to make you my wife, then you’re stuck with me forever.”

“Okay, but just one kiss…”

“You know that will never be enough for me,” he whispers, sliding his hands to my ass and squeezing with his massive palms. “Nothing short of fucking your little cunt will calm me.”

I melt against him, looping my arms around him and moaning out loud when he drags his mouth wetly against mine and realize that I don’t want him to stop.

At least not until I’ve felt him inside of me.

Roman backs me up to the wall as my fingers drop to his slacks, trying to undo his pants but my fingers are too eager, they keep slipping.

“Let me help you with that,” he says, chuckling against my lips. He takes charge and unzips his pants, kissing me greedily. “I need to be inside of you, sweetheart.”

Oh– God, I want that too.

“Please,” I whimper, not concerned by the fact that having sex is going to leave my dress wrinkled. I’ll worry about that later, but now…

Roman turns me so I am facing the wall before grabbing the hem of my dress and drawing it up, leaving it bunched at my waist. I cry out and buck in his arms when his fingers slide past my thong and brush against my sensitive sex.

“You’re soaked, little criminal,” he breathes into my hair, blowing hot hair into my sensitive skin. “Fuck, baby.”

His finger slips into my wet sex and I buck into his arms, closing tightly around his digit. “Roman, please… need you.”

“What do you need, baby?”

“Your cock, in me, please.”

He chuckles warmly, withdrawing his finger and replacing it with his massive cock. My moan and his groan mix as he impales me with his hard length.

“Fuck me, baby, you’re tight,” he growls, tightening his grip on my thigh as he thrusts into me, filling me with his hardness and stealing my breath away. He drops his hand between my legs, rubbing at my clit with the pad of his thumb as he fucks me.

“Roman…” I sob, dropping my forehead against the white wall as he rams into me, drawing me closer and closer to the climax with his fingers.

“I love you, Maeve” he breathes into my hair. “Come for me, sweetheart.”

His words send me over the edge and I bulk into his arms as I climax, closing tightly around his shaft. “I love you too, Rom –”

My body trembles under his as small shock waves rock my body. He picks up speed, fucking me harder for a few more minutes before stilling and with a shudder, coming inside of me.

“Love you,” he pants, kissing my damp neck. “Love you so fucking much, Amore.”

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