Page 128 of Valentine’s Billionaire Auction

He pushed two fingers inside me. I gasped as my head fell back. “Roman,” I moaned, grabbing his shoulders.

His mouth found my nipple and teased it with his teeth, sending shivers down my spine. He began to move both his fingers and his mouth in rhythm, pushing deeper, sucking harder. I threw my head back, feeling the climax building. It hit me like a wave, crashing over me, washing away any lingering doubts or fears. It had been too long. My body had been craving him for months.

He kissed me again, his tongue teasing my lips until they parted. He pulled back, just inches from my face. He ran his fingers through my hair, looking into my eyes.

“I love you,” he whispered against my ear, his voice tinged with regret for the time we’d lost.

“I love you,” I replied, feeling infinitely grateful for this chance to start over.

He moved his body over mine and then stopped. “Shit, the condoms. I’m not sure if they’re expired.”

I cupped his face. “Roman, I believe you when you told me you haven’t been with anyone. I haven’t either. I’m ready to trust you completely. I’m not going to get pregnant.”

“You’re sure?” he asked.

I nodded. “I’m sure.”

“Damn, woman, I don’t know how long I’ll last. I’ve never gone this long without sex. I think I might explode at first contact.”

I giggled. “Then we’ll just have to keep doing it. I think we have a lot of missed time to make up for.”

Roman slowly moved over me, guiding his hard length to my opening. He looked into my eyes, which were filled with love and respect. We locked eyes as he filled me completely. We both gasped at the sensation. Our bodies moved together in a perfect rhythm, as if they’d never been apart. He looked down at me with such love and adoration that it made my heart flutter.

He leaned in and kissed me softly while his hips began to move faster, driving him deeper inside me. I couldn’t get enough of the feeling of being so completely connected to him. My nails dug into his shoulders, urging him to go faster, harder. He growled against my neck, taking my moans of pleasure as encouragement. I could feel the tension building within him, matching my own. I knew this was it. We were both going to lose control.

And then we did. Together, we climaxed. Our bodies shook with the intensity of it all as our love for each other consumed us in a haze of passion and desire. He kissed the side of my face, showering me with fifty kisses over my eyes and nose. I could feel his cock twitch inside me. It was one aftershock after another.

When he finally pulled out and tried to move away, I wrapped my arms around him, not wanting this moment to end anytime soon. I had never been so sure about anything in my life except for the fact that Roman Kelly was mine and I was his.

“I love you,” I murmured. “I can’t believe I’m here.”

“I’m so glad you are,” he said. His hand rubbed up and down my arm. “I have spent so many nights alone in this bed thinking about what I would do if I ever got another chance with you.”

“Yeah? And what would you do?”

He chuckled. “That and then that again, but mostly, I would remind myself of what it felt like when you weren’t here. I promised myself I would never take you for granted again. Every minute I get with you is precious. I’m not going to squander it.”

“I took you for granted as well,” I said. “I took a lot for granted. I don’t want to do that ever again.”

“Thank you for coming back to me,” he whispered. “I don’t think I could ever love anyone the way I love you.”

He pulled the covers up over us, tucking me in close. It felt like we were in our own little bubble, protected from the outside world and its chaos. I closed my eyes and couldn’t help but smile. This was exactly where I was supposed to be—in Roman’s arms.

“I don’t want to fall asleep, but I feel like I haven’t truly slept since the last time I was in your bed,” I said, my eyes struggling to stay open.

“Sleep. Let me hold you. We’ve got all night. And tomorrow. And the day after that.”

I smiled but said nothing. I was exhausted. It felt like I’d been running a nine-month marathon. I could finally rest.

EPILOGUE

ROMAN

Six Months Later

Rome was even more magical than I remembered from my visit more than ten years ago. Granted, that visit had been during the height of my wild rebellion. I spent most of my time drunk out of my skull and chasing every woman that looked twice at me.

The cobblestone streets, ancient ruins, and the hum of life in the Eternal City felt a lot different with her as my traveling companion. Kaira walked ahead of me, her eyes darting between the architecture and the locals bustling through their routines.