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“So, this becomes about whether little Piper Barlow can make the great Roman Lombardi lose his control?”
He scoffed, his hands running up my sides. “I think we’ve long-since established that as fact, Barlow. Try again.”
I rolled my hips slowly and he groaned against my lips. “Tell me, Roman, has any girl managed to make you cum before you were ready?”
I knew the stories of Roman’s stamina; he was said to be able to control himself to the point he could get you off as many times as he wanted before he let go. I can’t say I’d seen all that much evidence of it, but I was never dissatisfied.
He breathed heavily. “You want the company line or the truth, Barlow?”
“What do you think, Lombardi?”
He thrust into me deeply, only once, and I wanted more. “Not in a long time. But, this is far from the first time you’ve been damn close…”
When we looked into each other’s eyes, there was something almost vulnerable in his and I stopped for a moment.
“Roman?”
“Piper?”
We were so close to a moment. But, we didn’t do moments. I opened my mouth, but didn’t really know what I thought I wanted to say. So, I smirked at him and rolled my hips again. His smile went from soft and questioning to rueful.
“You trying to prove something?” he asked.
“Maybe,” I said with a smile.
“Babe, you’ve already come top of everything I keep score of. You’ve got nothing left to prove. I–” He frowned. “Damn it, not again. Condom,” he said in answer to my questioning look.
I moved against him. “You make a habit of forgetting it, Lombardi?”
“Only that once with you…” He frowned again. “Twice now.”
“Then, what’s the problem?” I asked, undulating my hips. I could have stopped us, but I was happy to take responsibility this time. “Pill, remember?”
He grinned as his hand reached between us. He pressed his thumb against my clit as he started thrusting again. “You’re going to kill me, Barlow.”
“No, Lombardi. I’m just going to rock your world.”
His grin widened before he kissed me. Heat and passion mingled as the pleasure mounted. We came hard together, my name on his lips and his on mine.
“Tell me,” he panted, me still on top of him. “Was that my influence, or John’s?”
I laughed and batted him as I slid off his lap to standing.
“That, love, is not an answer,” he chuckled.
I smirked at him. “It’s not, it is?”
We cleaned ourselves up and settled in to watch the movie.
“Oh, fuck! Perfect John’s the bad guy!” Roman hissed part way in as he squeezed my shoulders and I swatted him.
It was a weird film and was probably one of the easiest acting gigs John had taken thus far – she says like she has any idea about acting! By the end of it, all I could do was blink in confusion.
“What did you think?” Roman asked me, the arm around my shoulder stretching out.
I was still blinking.
“Piper?”
