I closed the distance between us, grabbing the back of his head, and smashed my lips to his forcefully. He responded immediately with equal force, and I knew my lips would be bruised later, but I didn't care. I was so pissed at him, but still attracted to him at the same time and I hated it. I should be kicking him out of my office right now, not making out with him, enjoying the way his tongue probed my mouth. His hand went from my waist to my ass, gripping it so hard that I let out a whimper. Roman devoured the sound, kissing me so deliciously, my legs almost gave out. He broke off the kiss and pressed his lips to my jaw, trailing kisses down to my neck where he sucked hard on my flesh, making me press my body even harder against his. His tongue darted out of his mouth, soothing the pain he inflicted before pressing a kiss to that same spot. I gripped his hair harder, wanting more of his mouth on me. He grunted from the force and dragged his tongue up my neck and my jaw before landing on my lips, forcefully pressing his to mine again. My hands were on his chest, and I yanked his suit jacket off, wanting to feel his chest. He eagerly helped me take it off and when I grabbed at his buttons to begin taking his shirt off, he yanked my hands away, breaking off the kiss. My brows bunched as I tried to figure out what he wanted. We were both breathing heavily, and I pressed my fingers to my swollen lips as I watched his fingers slowly unbutton his shirt. He was glaring at me, the anger still mixed in with the lust in his eyes and made sure to keep his distance as he took his time with the shirt. I was impatient and took a step toward him, but he leaned back, shaking his head. I held in the frustrated yell I wanted to let out and stood there as he tortured me, those strong fingers gliding down his body until the shirt was finally unbuttoned all the way. I clenched my teeth together to stop my heavy breathing from the way my body was reacting to the sensual way he slid his shirt off his broad shoulders. His muscles bunched in such a delicious way I just wanted to pass my tongue over each groove, press my lips against his smooth skin.

Once his shirt was off and he tossed it to the side, he beckoned at me, and I wasted no time crossing the short distance to him. He didn't make a move to touch me, only stared at me with those hard, beautiful blue eyes. Since he wasn't going to help me with undressing, I decided to do it myself. I unbuttoned my top just as slowly as he did and his gaze slid down to my chest, his mouth parting slightly as my skin began to show. He took a step toward me, but I raised a brow, shaking my head. The corners of his mouth quirked at the move, humor in his eyes as I did exactly what he did to me. Tossing my shirt to the side, I immediately began working on my pants because I couldn't stand being in it any longer. I kicked it to the side with my shirt and Roman's hungry gaze raked up my body, the bulge in his dress pants visible, showing me his reaction to seeing my almost naked skin. He made a move toward me again, but I backed up like before, shaking my head. He was going to wait until I wanted him to touch me. A soft growl left his lips and I smirked, knowing that his hormones were raging, and I was only making it worse. I undid the clasp of my bra, letting my breasts spill out and Roman's jaw clenched so hard, I swore he would pop a muscle. I was almost done. This was challenging for me too because I was soaking my panties from the carnal way he was looking at me alone. Eyes still locked on his, I hooked my fingers on my panties and dragged them down my legs, bending over as I did. I never broke eyes contact with Roman and when I finally kicked the panties to the side, he let out another growl.

"You're playing a dangerous game, Violett," His voice was low and clearly filled with lust. I gave him another smirk and watched as he dragged his own bottoms down his legs, kicking them to the side. We were both naked now. My eyes were locked on his hard cock, passing a tongue over my lips as I watched it bob against his belly.

"Would you like to play with me?" I asked him softly, peering up at him from under my lashes. The words were barely out of my mouth, and he already crossed the distance toward me, his hand immediately wrapping around my neck, giving it a little squeeze. That made heat shoot to my core, and I pressed more into his hand, daring him with my eyes. His nostrils flared, probably thinking of ways to teach me a lesson I didn't need to learn because I did nothing wrong. He gave my neck a squeeze again before pulling me toward him, mashing his lips to mine. I parted my mouth automatically for him and couldn't help the moan that left my mouth when his tongue found mine again. His hand left my neck, trailing down my body, stopping right above my core. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pressing our bodies together and he bent down, breaking the kiss a bit and grabbed my legs, picking me up. I locked my legs around his waist as he turned around, my back now facing my office door. He slammed me against the wall, making me lose my breath from the force and we were back to kissing each other brutally. I slid from his arms without breaking the kiss and grabbing his cock, wrapping my hand around it. Roman grunted in my mouth, his hips jerking forward in my hand and his own hand went down to my core, immediately plunging two fingers inside me. I let out a cry from the intrusion, but a moan followed it as he moved his thick digits inside of me.

"Yes!" I hissed against his mouth, trying to move my hips to get his fingers to touch the spot I wanted. He chuckled deeply and I almost came right there from the sound. I moved my hand just a little bit, gripping his member tightly and his jerked in my hand again. Before I could do more, his fingers left me and he turned me around, pressing my face into the wall. A protest was leaving my lips, but I became quiet when he pressed his large body against mine from behind. I automatically tried to lean back into him, but his hand was still on my head, pressing it on the wall.

"Violett, Violett, Violett," Roman whispered my name as he moved against me, his hard cock on my ass.

"Roman, don't play games." I warned him, wanting to be pleasured now. My body didn't want to wait. I didn't want to wait. He chuckled deeply before adjusting himself and now his cock was pressed against my pussy. I moved my hips back to feel more of him, but he only moved his own back, but still rubbed his flesh against mine. His hand left my head, and his face was now next to mine. He placed a soft kiss on my cheek before moving his lips to my ear.

"Tell me what you want then, Violett." He murmured, coating his member with my juices as he dragged his cock back and forth against my throbbing core. Those words, his voice. Both had my legs weak, and I almost begged him to be inside of me, almost.

"I want you to fuck me hard. So hard that I forget you're a total fucking idiot for thinking I would ever betray you." I hissed and I felt when he froze, his breathing almost nonexistent.

"Fuck you." He growled in my ear before driving his cock into me, slamming all the way to the hilt. I gasped as pain rocked my body, followed by intense pleasure. He didn't wait for me to adjust, didn't wait for the initial high from being impaled by a cock of his size to die down a little. He gave me what I wanted. At first, I couldn't keep up with his brutal thrusts and he had to wrap an arm around my torso to keep me from falling. Once I regained my composure, I moved my hips back, meeting him thrust for thrust. I couldn't stop the loud moans that left my mouth, it felt too good. His hands were now on my hips, yanking me back on his delicious cock, giving him the right angle to impale me just right. My hands were on the wall in front of me for leverage and I threw my head back as his fingers dug deeply into my waist and yanked me back on his cock, leaving me there for a few seconds.

"Roman, fuck!" I yelled out, gasping for air as a wave of pleasure washed through my body.

"Is this what you wanted, love?" He growled, rolling his hips into mine slowly, making me feel every inch of him.

"Yes!" I gasped out, wanting even more. I was going to be terribly sore when he was done, and it was going to be so worth it. Roman's hand moved from my hips to my breasts and when he started moving inside of me again, he made sure to yank at my sensitive nipples, making me whimper from the slight pain. He rolled the buds between his large fingers and all I could think about was his mouth over them, sucking them hard. His thrusts began to speed up and his right hand moved from my breast to my neck, wrapping around it. He squeezed my neck as he slammed into me, and I could feel my orgasm building quickly. I was about to come already. I threw my hips back, wanting that release. I needed it. Roman moved his hand from my other breast and started rubbing my clit, making me gasp as he sped up the process. Before I could even call out his name, I gasped and came around his cock. I had to hold on to the wall as my orgasm rocked my body, my muscles squeezing tight around his cock.

"Shit!" Roman cursed, his hands moving to my hips. He pounded into me even faster, using my hips as leverage and I cried out as he fucked me through my high. He grabbed my leg, hiking it up and drove into me from that angle, making me cry out his name as he brutally thrusted into me. The wet sounds of us fucking filled my office and I didn't even care if anyone could hear us. He continued rolling his hips into mine sensually, whispering dirty deeds in my ear as he did it, making another orgasm build inside me. It paused when he stopped fucking me and I was about to protest, when he pulled me from the wall, turning me around and walked us to my desk, where he pushed me down on it, ass up in the air for him to see. I glanced over my shoulder at him and when we locked eyes, his darkened. Eyes still locked, he wet his cock with my juices before slowly gliding in my wetness, his mouth parting as my flesh wrapped around his. I let out a soft groan when he was in all the way, pushing back slowly to feel more of him. His hands moved to my hips, and he pulled me back hard on his cock before his brutal thrusts began again. I wasn't sure how much more I could take, but I wanted more at the same time. It didn't take long for my orgasm to start building again and I wasn't sure how much longer I could hold it.

"Fuck, I'm close," I breathed out as he drove into my core, his balls heavy and hitting my pussy in wet slaps. He had me pinned on my desk and I tried my best to meet him thrust for thrust.

"Wait for me, I'm almost there." Roman huffed and pulled me up from my position. His hand was back around my neck, his chest pressed against my back as he moved faster inside me. He wrapped his other arm around my waist to get more leverage and his hips slapped into my ass as his cock impaled me. His groans and huffs were loud in my ear and also turned me on. I could tell he was really close when he fucked me harder and faster, his fingers getting tighter around my neck and his breathing becoming uneven.

"I'm- Roman!" I cried out his name as I came hard, clenching around him tightly. That was his undoing and he fucked me brutally a couple more times before slamming his hips into me hard, squeezing my neck tightly.

"Fuck me, fuck!" Roman yelled out as he shuddered against my back, emptying himself inside me. A smaller orgasm hit me, making me milk him as he continued to come inside me. I was out of breath and could finally breathe properly when he unwrapped his fingers from around my neck. I loved that though. I didn't move, letting the high from the orgasm leave first. Also, Roman was still behind me, breathing heavily and had his face pressed into my neck. I wanted to close my eyes, relish in this moment, the feel of his arms around me, the quiet around us. I knew it wouldn't last though, so I didn't. When Roman finally decided to move, his cock slipping out of me, I gasped from the pain that came from him moving and when he was finally out of me, the feeling of being empty was prominent. I held on to my desk in front of me for support after he moved so that I wouldn't fall. I wanted to get myself together before moving. And honestly, I didn't care to get into another argument with Roman. As I stood there, leaned over a little as I caught my breath, I glanced up a bit when I heard movement in front of me. Roman was rummaging through my desk and at first, I was confused until he pulled out a bunch of napkins and walked back to where I was leaning. He dropped to his knees, his hands sliding down my legs, making shudder go through me.

"You don't have to do that, Roman," I muttered as he began cleaning his release that was now sliding down my legs.

"I know. Now, try and stand still. You keep shaking." He responded and I gritted my teeth when his breath hit my core again.

"It's hard to stop shaking when every time you talk, your breath hits my fucking vagina. I don't need to be turned on again." I snapped and his chuckle filled the air.

"Does me being on my knees turn you on, love?" he murmured, and I gripped the desk, taking in a deep breath and exhaling slowly. Fuck yes it did. He was not helping.

"Roman, stop it." I hissed, turning around quickly. I wanted to smack that smirk off his face and glared at him as he tossed the soiled napkins in my trash bin. I reminded myself to change it before I left today. He walked back in front of me, a frown replacing the smirk. I was frowning as well, thinking about what we were talking about before we had sex. He stepped closer to me and slid a finger under my chin, raising my head. He bent down and pressed his lips softly to mine. I raised myself on my toes just a little bit to do the same before standing normally, our lips now ghosting over each other's.

"I don't know if I can trust you," he mumbled against my lips and I sighed, knowing that it was going to be brought up again sooner or later. Not wanting to say anything right away, I lazily kissed him, our lips softly molding against each other's, sometimes his bottom lip in between my lips, sometimes my top lip in between his lips. It was lazy and carefree and the perfect distraction.

"That sounds like a personal problem, doesn't it?" I mumbled and he jerked back, rolling his eyes. He walked to his clothes and began dressing. "Clearly you trust me enough to stick you dick inside of me." I threw out when he didn't respond to me. He chuckled humorlessly as he slid his pants back on first.

"I don't need the trust I'm talking about to fuck somebody. Don't flatter yourself." He threw back at me as he reached down for his shirt. I rolled my eyes at his attempt to try and hurt me. I was past that. I leaned against my desk as I watched him, thinking carefully about my next words.

"This is the second time you've fucked me without a condom. The second time you spilled your seed into me, without protection. What does that say about trust? Unless you're just that idiotically reckless, then never mind." I shrugged and he froze mid shoving his arm into his shirt. First, his brows dipped as he digested my words, then his eyes widened and narrowed when he realized what I was saying.