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He stopped because he doesn’t want me, and I need to remember that.
I head into the kitchen and grab a bottle of water from the fridge. Roman follows me. I remove the top and take a swig, setting it down once I’m done. I can’t even look at him.
"Greer," he murmurs, closing the distance between us with each measured step.
I pivot slowly, averting my gaze, unwilling to meet his eyes. My silence hangs heavy in the air, a tangible barrier between us.
"Greer, I'm begging you, just look at me," he implores, his voice tinged with urgency and desperation.
I wrap my arms tightly around myself, a defensive gesture to shield the vulnerability that threatens to spill over. I chide myself internally for the irrationality of my emotions—I understand that he doesn't want me, yet I can't shake the sting of rejection that pierces through me. “I’m okay. Sorry, I don’t know what came over me.”
“Greer, I didn’t like the way other people in the club were staring at us. At you. I don’t like to share.”
I rotate gradually on my heels, each movement deliberate as I shift to meet his gaze. My heart pounds in my chest, the anticipation of our encounter tingling in the air like electricity. “What?”
“I don’t share. And I think you’re way too classy for a place like Greed.”
A soft, gentle laugh escapes me. “Greed is the classiest place I know of.”
He moves closer. “Greer, you’re better than Greed. You’re better than me. I don’t deserve to touch you, but I want to more than anything else in the world.”
I’m rendered speechless as Roman’s hands encase me.
“I’m going to finish what I started at Club Greed.”
I nod, still unable to find any words to say.
FOURTEEN
ROMAN
My mind’s misfiring on all cylinders as I kiss the hell out of my best friend. My heart’s nearly beating out of my chest, yet no anxiety ensues. I can’t believe this is happening. Her lips are so much softer than I ever could have imagined. And she’s making these little noises that make my dick incredibly thicker by the second.
I press her against my body, needing to be closer to her in every way. We break the kiss, and I gaze into her brown eyes.
“Your room, now,” I say in a rush, my mind unable to process anything.
She moves like fire, and I chase the danger. We rush into her master bedroom, and I think about all the ways I’d like to give her an orgasm. I’ve felt this need to finish what I started at the club.
Greer moves to take off her clothes, and I stop her. “Do you not want me to get undressed?”
“It’s like you’re unwrapping my gift. I want to do it.”
She drops her hands by her side, and I step behind her slowly. I move my hand up to the curve of her neck and find the zipper on her black dress.
I place a kiss against the soft skin at the base of her neck, and she shivers at the contact. “I want to remove every piece of your clothing. I want to explore every inch of you, Greer.” I don’t tell her I want to memorize every inch as well.
Her skin is sweet as honey, and I swipe my hungry mouth over her once more for another taste as I lower her zipper. I slide the dress off her shoulders and smile as it falls to the floor.
She’s all mine.
I memorize every detail exposed to me, the natural curve of her hips, the dip in her lower back, the swell of her ass. I lift her bra strap so I can kiss her shoulder. Her head falls back against my chest and a soft moan escapes her lips.
I spin her around. My eyes land on her black-lace bra and matching panties, and my heart nearly races out of my chest. “You’re so fucking stunning,” I tell her.
She blushes, and it turns me on even more.
“Get on the bed, Greer.”
