VIVIENNE's POV
''Ah…Roman..'' My breath caught in my throat as I reached up to grip his shoulders.
Every brutal impact of his hips against mine sent a sharp, electrifying shockwave straight up into my lower abdomen.
My lungs burned as the air was repeatedly knocked clean out of my chest, leaving me gasping, choking on short, ragged wheezes that scraped against the back of my throat.
''Fuck, Vivi.'' He groaned, his pace increasing as he kept thrusting violently into me.
His large, calloused hand dug mercilessly into the soft flesh of my inner thigh, holding my leg pinned wide open as he hammered into my pussy with unyielding, feral momentum.
Holy moon goddess…
The world blurred into a hazy vortex of friction, heat, and the heavy scent of our combined arousal.
I flexed my fingers, my nails dragging across the wet sheen of sweat on his back, digging deep into his muscle as my inner walls began to contract in tight, frantic spasms.
