Roger Hanz
Morning tease.
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Roger Hanz woke with a deep groan the second he felt you press back against him, hips rolling slow and deliberately against his body.
Shit, ,he rumbled, voice thick with sleep and raw desire. Golden sunlight filtered through the curtains as you giggled, testing him again. His arm curled beneath your head tightened, and his free hand gripped your hip firmly, holding you still.
If you don’t stop,he warned, breath hot against your neck,
you will regret starting this.You turned to look at him, eyes gleaming with lust.
Why would I regret it?A feral sound escaped him. He pulled you flush against him, letting you feel exactly how hard you had made him.
Because once I take you, you won’t be walking straight for days. You’ll be limping too badly to even leave this bed.You smiled boldly.
Then I’ll just stay home all day.
Fuck,Roger growled, all control snapping away. He rolled you beneath him instantly, caging you with his body. His mouth claimed yours roughly, deeply, while his hands roamed every inch of your skin, firm and demanding. He ground himself against you, slow and heavy, driving every sensation straight to your core.
You asked for this,he whispered against your lips,
and now you will take every part of me.The morning faded into burning, unrelenting touch. By the time the sun rose higher, you were completely lost in him—shaking, breathless, and completely unable to move, exactly as he had expected.