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“Right?”
He nodded and a wicked smirk lit his face before he was kissing me again. It wasn’t hard and fast. It was slow, deliberate, but full of heat. I was already breathing heavily when he gently pulled me to sitting and ran his hands over my hips. A flash of panic ran through me but his calm smile grounded me.
“First, we get rid of this.”
“I’m not wearing anything under this except undies…” I said, slowly.
“Even better.” He winked and slowly lifted it off me.
I was sure I could have told him to stop at any point, and the heart hammering in my chest half-wanted to. But, the rest of me was more resolved in its desire. If having sex with Roman Lombardi the wrong way had been all at once amazing and unexpected, I wanted to know what doing it right felt like.
He dropped my nightie to the floor and ran a hand gently over my breast. I tingled as his thumb traced my skin and I broke out in goose bumps.
“You’re beautiful, Piper,” he said softly, looking in my eyes.
“They’re lopsided.”
“They’re real and they’re beautiful.”
I flushed, but this time I wasn’t embarrassed. This time, I was actually just finding it hard to reconcile the fact that a guy who saw as many girls naked as he probably did could look at me like that and I genuinely believed he thought I was beautiful.
He picked up my hand and directed it to the bottom of his t-shirt. I lifted it up and he helped me get it over his head. He snuck a quick kiss as I leant towards him and I smiled. I looked down and I was surprised a guy like that was wasting his time with me.
I’d seen Roman without his top on before, of course I had – just the afternoon before I had. Plus the boys at school went swimming in the summer and, just because Roman wasn’t known for following social mores, didn’t mean he didn’t get hot like the rest of us. But, something about having him right here – in my bed, close enough to touch – was exhilarating.
His muscles twitched involuntarily under my touch and he huffed an almost embarrassed laugh. I thought he was going to move my hand, but he only lay his over mine for a second on his stomach before guiding me back down to the bed and nestling between my legs.
The other night, I’d noticed he felt large –she says like she has any idea. I mean I’d had him in me, it would have been hard not to notice. But having him up against me now, with still my undies and his boxers between us, he felt too big and the nerves set in again, making my stomach and chest flutter weirdly.
Roman kissed me to distraction – as if he could tell – and I relaxed against him as his kisses trailed over my cheek and down my neck. He didn’t stop there; he moved down my body, over my breasts and down to my stomach. Gently, he slid my undies off and ran a finger between my legs. Then, something warm and wet replaced his finger and I realised his mouth was over me.
Once the shock was passed, I wasn’t complaining though. Pleasure coiled in me and was close to release when he slid a finger inside me and that was all it took for me to cum. He pressed one more kiss to me before he moved back up my body.
“That was… Wow. That was wow,” I panted and he smiled, those deep brown eyes shining warmth.
“I’m glad.”
With an assertiveness I didn’t know I possessed, my fingers found the top of his boxers and started pulling them down. He flashed me that wicked grin and helped me get them off him. Then, he reached over and grabbed something from his wallet on the bedside table. He ripped open the packet and held it out to me.
“Care to do the honours?” he asked with a wink.
I chuckled. “Oh, so we remembered this time?”
He shook his head with a wry smile. “Like I said, we’re doing it right this time.”
I nodded and took the condom from him. Looking down at his erection, I asked, “All right, how do I do this?”
“You want to use your mouth or your hand?”
Mouth?My gaze flew up, but I was fairly sure he was joking. I hoped he was joking.
“Check which way it rolls down.” He showed me. “Like this. Then, put it on top and roll it down all the way.”
I did as I was instructed and I had the distinct impression he was getting some enjoyment out of it, especially if his sharp inhalation was anything to go by. When he seemed happy it was on properly – though I have no idea how he could really tell – he guided me back down and kissed me, once again soft and deliberate and heated.
I could feel his tip pressing against me and I arched into him, all at once anxious and excited.
“You sure about this?” he asked as he kissed my neck.
