Chapter 11

11

LAYLA

R oman hurried me up the stairs to his apartment as soon as we arrived. The second the door shut behind us, he pressed my back against the hard surface and stared down at me with those beautiful amber eyes.

I had been intimidated by him when we first met since my sexy biker was almost a foot taller than me and huge. But after being in his arms, I knew I was safe. Always.

There was an intense air to him right now as he looked at me with that sexy half smile. Judging by his heated stare, I had a feeling he was about to make good on his sensual promise from earlier. And boy, was I right.

His lips crashed against mine, and my entire body lit up, craving more of him. Although I’d been a virgin only yesterday, my body already ached for more. No matter how sore I was from riding on the back of his bike…and his thick body.

I gripped the front of his vest, pulling him closer, tasting every bit of him.

Roman laughed, pulling away to press his forehead against mine. “You’re starting to get greedy, gorgeous. Do you want my cock that bad?”

“Yes. Please,” I breathed.

His thick hands trailed down to cup my pussy through my jeans. “Are you sure you’re ready for me? I didn’t go easy on you last night.”

He didn’t let me respond before his arms wrapped around my waist, and he lifted me swiftly like I was nothing but air, then set me gently down on the bed.

“I’m ready,” I managed to get out, panting.

He smiled, kneeling in front of me and taking off my shoes. “You know, I wasn’t that great of a student, but I was always told you had to study before getting to the test. And I want to make sure I'm the teacher's pet.”

“You can’t seriously be talking about studying and teaching right now,” I choked out, but all protest left my body when he pulled off my jeans, leaving nothing between us but the thin lace of my panties.

He laughed, leaning in so his breath tickled my thighs. “Yeah, I need to study this pussy. Make sure it’s nice and ready to take my cock.”

With a quick tug, my panties were off and I was bare to him, my legs spread as he leaned over, licking his lips.

“Do you know how beautiful this pussy is? And it’s all mine,” he growled.

I leaned up on my elbows, watching as he leaned over, swiping his tongue down the length of my folds.

“You taste so good. Already so wet for me,” he murmured, adding a hooked finger to my core.

The familiar pressure filled me again, and I immediately bucked my hips forward, wanting more.

“Take it that I’m a quick study? Bet I can have you coming all over my fingers and tongue. Think that’ll make me the teacher’s pet?” he asked, those amber eyes locking with mine as he pushed another digit inside me.

All I could respond with was a moan as he plunged his tongue deep inside me, adding to the swirling of his fingers. His gaze stayed on me as he fucked me with his mouth and hand.

It wasn’t long before my whole body lit up. The sensation started low in my belly as I felt myself building to the brink. I grabbed his hair, causing a low growl to vibrate on my aching clit. But I needed more, so I pushed my thighs closer to him, riding his face.

He groaned, adding yet another digit to my swollen pussy and circling my clit.

“I’m so close, so fucking close. Right there, Roman, right there,” I screamed as my whole body shook, my orgasm overpowering my senses.

My release was so strong that it was almost as though I wasn’t sitting on the bed anymore but floating over us. My legs felt like jelly as I came down, crashing my head against the pillows as I let out a deep breath.

Roman laughed, crawling up the bed. “Do I get extra credit?”

I gripped his vest and pulled his lips to mine, tasting my arousal on his lips.

I never thought I’d like that, but knowing Roman brought me the pleasure had me moaning even deeper against him.

I was more than ready for what he would give me.

But I wanted to get a little extra credit of my own first.

“Is it my turn to earn some brownie points now?” I murmured, trailing my fingers down to cup his bulge.

He chuckled. “Do you want to suck my cock, gorgeous?”

I froze, looking down instead of meeting his gaze. “Well, you might have to teach me…I’ve never done it before.”

“There’s no reason for you to be embarrassed or shy about that. I fucking love that I’m the only man who’ll get to feel your lips around his cock.” He pushed a messy strand of my hair behind my ears. “I’d love nothing more than to watch you suck me off while you’re wearing just my shirt.”

He quickly stripped out of his clothes before he undid the buttons on the shirt I was wearing. After he flicked open the clasp of my bra at my back and pulled the straps through the sleeves, he cupped my breasts while kneeling before me with his massive cock primed and ready, precome already dribbling at the tip. “So fucking perfect.”

I licked my lips, getting on all fours so I was eye level with his hips.

“So do I start with my hands?” I asked, my fists so small against his massive dick as I barely wrapped my fingers around his shaft.

He moaned, pushing his hips forward. “Yeah, just like that, and then use your tongue. Lick that precome off the head like a good girl.”

“Like this?” I breathed, keeping my eyes locked on his as I ran my tongue over his swollen head, moving my hands up and down his shaft at the same time.

“Yes, keep going, baby. Put my cock in your mouth and suck it like your favorite popsicle.”

Slowly, I wrapped my lips around his head, sliding my tongue along the bottom. Comparing his dick to a frozen treat somehow made me less intimidated by his size.

“Fuck, Layla, you’re so good at taking my cock,” he moaned, his hips pushing him closer to me.

I dropped my hands, taking more of his dick in my mouth, letting it hit the back of my throat. I gagged, dribbles of spit sliding down the sides of my mouth, but I kept going, pushing him as far as he could go.

“Fuck, gorgeous,” he growled, then yanked my hair, pulling my lips off his hard length.

“Was I doing it wrong?” I asked, blinking up at him, my eyes watering from almost choking.

He shook his head before pushing me down on my back as he hovered over me. “No, I just didn’t want to waste my come in your mouth. I want it in your pretty pussy. Fill it up and make you mine.”

I didn’t know if I could come just from his words, but as soon as he entered me, I gasped, my already sensitive body close to another orgasm.

Gripping his shoulders hard, I wrapped my legs around his waist, pushing us as close as we could get together. The once immense pressure of his dick now just left pleasure, my entire body tingling as he thrusted harder, and our bodies moved in sync.

I still had his shirt on and threw it off as a light sheen of sweat covered my body. Without a bra, Roman had access to my peaked nipples, taking one in his mouth as I arched my back, my body on fire.

“God, that feels so good, Roman,” I murmured.

“You gonna come on my cock baby? Show me how good it feels,” he murmured into my chest before sliding his lips back up to mine.

I kissed him with everything I had, clinging to his massive body.

I really was his, and he was mine.

And when he slipped his fingers between us, stroking my swollen clit, it was all I needed to be taken over the edge.

My entire body shook as I cried out, milking him for all I could take.

He flew over the edge with me, holding up my legs as he pushed harder. “Take my come, gorgeous. Let me fill you up until I’m dripping down your thighs.”

I held on for the ride as he thrust a few more times. Then he lay down, keeping his cock in me as he rested his head on my chest. My heart beat wildly against him, but he didn’t complain. We both just breathed together, falling asleep in the wake of our incredible orgasms.

Unfortunately, we didn’t get to rest for long. The buzzing of a phone woke us up again. Only this time, it was mine.

“Ugh,” I groaned when I saw several notifications pop up from my mom. Clicking on the first one, I opened my text conversation with her to read through her most recent messages. They all had the same theme—now that school was over, she expected me to visit more often. Family dinners, mother-daughter shopping outings, helping around their house. Basically, she wanted me to be at her beck and call.

My life had changed so much in the past couple of days. Being with Roman, I was happier than I’d ever been, and I didn’t want to give that up.

So I did something I never expected. I left my mom’s texts on read status without replying.