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“Sensitive?” he asks, and I nod. “It’s normal. Just means you had a really good fucking orgasm.” He winks, sending butterflies through my stomach. “You’re welcome.”
I exhale heavily, shaking my head against the pillow. Of course Rome would expect me to thank him.
Just when I think we’re done here, Rome slides up until his body is blanketing mine. I want to say that I hate it, that this is the weirdest feeling in the world, but somehow this feels right.
“My turn,” he whispers.
The way his bare skin feels pressed against mine is indescribable. I might be crazy in thinking our souls have connected on a new level, but it’s the way I feel. Like the past doesn’t exist, and the here and now is all that matters.
“Are you on the pill?” he asks, and I nod in response.
My heart pounds in a frenzied tempo as he slides the tip of his cock inside me. It goes in with gentle ease, as if I were molded just to fit him.
There’s a tinge of pain, but it’s not unbearable. Likely because his fingers have stretched me enough to keep it minimal.
Rome pushes himself up with his forearms pressed into the mattress on either side of me while his face hovers over mine. He leans closer, his warm breath tickling my neck as he grinds his hips against me.
My arms instinctively wrap around his neck as my breasts graze his chest. I take a deep breath, inhaling him as he continues to work himself deep inside me. His skin is soft and inviting against mine as I pull him even closer.
I clench my teeth as he pushes farther, his body coming down on mine as he finds a new angle. A whimper slips through my slightly parted lips and he lifts his head, his eyes boring into mine. It feels like he’s peering into the depths of my soul. Warmth spreads through my body, a feeling of contentment and longing.
“Jesus, Freckles.” He grunts on a thrust. “You’re tight as fuck.”
I’m not sure if that’s a good or bad thing, but by the way his breaths are coming in heavy pants, I’d say it feels good.
My breath quickens as I feel him sink deeper, filling me up with his length. I dig my fingertips into his skin, dragging them as he rocks in and out.
“You okay?” he asks. I’m surprised he even cares, but something about Rome right now is gentler than I have ever seen him. Other than that moment when he held my hand while I gave blood, this is the only other time Rome hasn’t looked like he wants to take every piece of me and light it on fire.
I nod in response and the next thing I know, his mouth is on mine.
Rome kisses me hard. So hard our teeth clank together and I feel the skin on my bottom lip bust open. The metallic taste of blood seeps onto my tongue, but it doesn’t stop what’s happening. If anything, it seems to turn him on even more.
He picks up his pace, and the heat between us intensifies. I pull him closer, sweat pooling between our cemented bodies. My hips buck up, matching his rhythm as my entire body trembles with pleasure.
The pungent scent of sex mingles with his intoxicating cologne and it’s like a drug I’m inhaling. I can’t seem to get enough. Just one taste and I’m addicted…to this, to him, to us.
It’s a scary thought, but Rome officially has me in the palm of his hand.
My nails dig deeper into his skin, dragging downward as soft moans of pleasure escape him. I wrap my legs around him, pulling him as close as he can be while grinding my clit into his pelvis.
I want more. I need more. Oh, God. “More,” I moan, and that's exactly what he gives me.
He fucks me harder and faster. The headboard ricochets against the wall, pounding out a rhythm that echoes our moans and gasps.
Rome growls headily, slamming his pelvis against my center.
He lifts up, breaking our kiss as his eyes watch me.
“Come for me, Freckles. Milk my cock.”
Electricity courses through me, and the intensity of this orgasm is like nothing I’ve ever felt before, and everything I want to feel again.
Thrusting and panting, sweat beads around his hairline and his mouth falls open, mirroring mine as the head of his cock swells inside me. His fingers return to my clit, pinching just when my walls contract around him, doing exactly as he asked.
Not a second later, he comes undone, pulsing inside me until I am sure not another drop could fit. Those ice blue eyes land on mine, and he leans down to kiss me one more time before dropping the weight of his body onto me.
We lie there quietly—for what feels like hours, but it’s only been a couple short minutes—before Rome pushes himself up.
