VIVIENNE's POV
''Fuck, Roman!'' I whimpered, my hand clawing over the sheets as he gave another hard thrust, his fingers digging into my thigh as he held me steadily.
He filled me so completely it felt as though my inner walls were tearing at the seams, stretching around his brutal thickness until there wasn't a single millimeter of space left inside me.
My breath hitched in my throat.
The sheer, overwhelming stretch sent a blinding shockwave of white-hot pleasure shooting straight up my spine, making my toes curl and my vision flash white.
"Fuck, you're so tight, Vivi..." Roman groaned, his voice deep and vibrating straight against my spine as he pinned my lower back down with his hand.
He didn't give me time to breathe.
He pulled back until his tip was barely resting at my entrance, then slammed straight back into me, setting a punishing, rhythmic pace.
