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Oh. That kind of groveling.
Shivers run down my spine, and the muscles of my pussy tighten in anticipation of his tongue. Roman once described me as a drug, but he was projecting. He’s the one who’s addictive.
It’s been nearly nine months since he’s given me oral pleasure. My craving for him borders on physical pain.
“Grovel away,” I manage to rasp.
Releasing my nipple with a soft pop, he grins at me, his eyes sparkling with promise. My heart flutters, and every inch of my skin tingles.
“I don’t get on my knees for anyone,” he says, his voice dark and rich. “But for you, I’d descend into the depths of hell.”
My breath quickens. Roman has a way of shifting reality, so nothing else matters but our connection. Heat flares across my skin, and I lose track of backaches, swollen feet, and due dates. All that matters at this moment is him.
He lowers himself onto his knees, just like he made that restaurant manager. Just like he did three months ago after running through a gunfight to save me from falling.
Roman’s eyes never leave mine as he positions himself between my trembling legs and trails his hands up my thighs. I swallow hard, my gaze locked on his as he places a soft kiss on my knee.
“I’ve been dreaming of getting the chance to worship at your temple,” he growls, his thumbs rubbing slow circles on my sensitive skin.
“Really?” I ask, my voice breathy.
“Every damn day.”
He works his way up my legs, placing tender kisses along my inner thighs. Each press of his soft lips makes the pulse between my legs pound so hard that its vibrations reach my toes.
My clit swells to the point of agony as his fingers slide beneath my lace hem, making me squirm with need.
His breath is hot and wet against my skin, parting my thighs with every kiss. When he reaches my pussy, he pauses to groan.
“No panties?”
A giggle bursts from my chest. “What’s the point, when I could drop a baby at any moment?”
He laughs, the sound rich and deep. For several heartbeats, he gazes up at me with so much reverence that I feel like a goddess.
“I’ve missed you,” he murmurs, his voice choked. “Missed us.”
The sincerity in his words makes my eyes prick with happy tears. I finally have the man I always needed. The man who doesn’t just bear gifts but bares his soul. The man who gives me freedom and only holds my heart captive. The man who reveres me as his equal partner.
Before I can reply, he leans in, his tongue swirling around my swollen clit. Bolts of pleasure shoot through my core, robbing me of my breath.
I thread my fingers through his hair, pulling him closer as he continues lavishing me with slow slides of his tongue.
“Ah, just like that,” I moan.
“You’re so beautiful like this,” he says from between my legs, his hand tracing the swell of my belly with a tenderness that makes me pant.
The hand not entwined in his hair grips the rocking chair. With each flick of his tongue, Roman pushes me closer and closer to the edge. My breath comes in rapid pants as I focus on the sensations.
“That feels amazing,” I moan. My thighs tremble. My hips buck against his face. At this rate, I’m going to unravel. “Keep going. Don’t stop.”
“I could eat your pussy forever.”
Tension builds in my core, a delicious sensation that has me gasping. Electricity charges the air, intensified by the heat of his mouth, the deftness of his strokes, the depth of his pleasured groans.
He reaches a hand up to my exposed breast and rolls my nipples, just as my eyes roll to the back of my head.
My toes curl. After all this time, he still knows how to make me feral.
