Page 22 of Risking Romero


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Sensing weakness, I repeat, “Insideme.”

“I’m going to be inside you. I promise.”

“I want you now, not ten years fromnow.”

“Naughty girls don’t get their spankings.”

“Romie, please.”

A moment later his face is over mine. “Did you just call me Romie?”

I bite my lip. “It’s a term of endearment.”

“Romie?” he repeats.

“There has to be something I can callyou.”

“Rome. You can call meRome.”

“Okay. Rome … ie.” He gives me a mock glare. “I can’t help it! It just slipsout.”

“I”m trying to worship her body and she’s calling me Romie,” he mutters.

“I don’t need you to worship my body; I need you to fuckit.”

His expression turns serious, but tender. “My girl likes it rough?”

Do I? If what we did this afternoon counts as rough — and I think it must — then I most certainly do. “Yes.”

“All right … Jadie.”

I wrinkle my nose. “Okay. I promise to call you Rome. Or Romero.”

“Good girl,” he says, and changes his kisses to nips. Little flashes of fire, tiny jolts of pain that he soothes with his tongue, and soon I’m panting and gasping and moaning. “Oh yeah. She likesit.”

I want to beg him to fuck me again, but I hold the words back because this kind of sensual torment I can endure. And I want to be good for him. I want my reward.

When he tugs at my nipples with his teeth, I arch off the bed with a wordless cry. He does it again, and again. “You’re going to be so wet forme.”

“I alreadyam.”

“Even wetter. You’re going to be so tight around my cock.” I squirm in wordless entreaty. “Do you want me to fuck you hard, sweetJade?”

“Yes, Rome.” That ache in my core is back. I need him inside me so badly.

He makes his way down my body until he reaches my slacks. “I love your ass in these pants. I love it out of them, too, but just saying, you can’t go wrong with these.”

I vow to make a note of the brand and buy more. Seconds later, I’m completely naked and Romero is pushing my legs apart. He rubs his stubble against the sensitive skin on my inner thighs, then sucks the tiny hurts into his mouth.

“Rome,” I moan. He adds little nips. “Baby, please.”

Finally, he makes his way up to my pussy, tracing a fingertip along the seam of my folds. “So wet,” he says when he spreads me open. “You’re soaking.”

One finger presses inside me. There’s a quick twinge of pain, and then he’s sliding against my inner walls. He works another finger in, stretching me, and my head tosses on the pillow. “So tight,” he murmurs. “Jade?”

“Hmm?”

“You’re not a virgin, areyou?”

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