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“You shouldn’t, and you won’t once you see me fight tonight.” Her cute button nose wrinkles up in distaste.
“Fight? Why are you fighting?” The concern that coats her words amuses me. I take a step toward her, wanting to feel her soft skin beneath my hands and her lips against mine again. I stop once I’m directly in front of her, my powerful form looming over her tiny one. She looks like a little fairy.
“It’s what I do.” My gaze drops to her plump lips. I want to make them swollen. I want to kiss them until she’s begging me to stop. Her floral scent reaches my nostrils, and I greedily suck it in, inhaling her. Her body trembles as I reach out and cup her cheek. My touch is gentle, a stark contrast to the hurricane raging deep inside me. She calms the storm just like the pills. She has the power to make me whole again.
All the noise, the need to break and hurt others—it all fades into the darkness when I touch her, like nothing bad can taint me.
“If you were smart, you’d turn around and go back upstairs,” I croak, licking my lips, my cock hardening painfully. She nuzzles her cheek into my hand as if she can’t get enough of it, and my knees fucking buckle.
Fucking pussy, I tell myself as her eyes drift closed. A calmness washes over her features, softening them in an instant.
“I don’t want to be away from you. I feel safe with you, Roman—safer than I’ve ever been.”
I exhale a ragged breath, watching as her eyes open once more. This time, need flickers in her blue depths. Doesn’t she know how fucking crazy that statement sounds? She should be fucking running, not walking right up those stairs and into her bedroom.
“You shouldn’t…you really fucking shouldn’t.” My voice cracks, a plea damn near spilling from my lips. I don’t plead. I don’t beg. But I want to do both just to make sure I don’t hurt Sophie the way I’ve hurt everyone else in my life. The easiest thing for me to do is push away anyone and everything. Nothing can hurt you if you don’t give them the chance. I want to drop my hand from her cheek, but I can’t bring myself to do it. Her touch sets my body on fire, igniting a need deep inside me, one I never knew existed until the moment I met her.
“Kiss me,” she whispers so softly, I almost don’t hear her. Her dark brown hair falls into her face. I brush the silky strands back, needing to see her entire face when I kiss her.
“Fuck,” I hiss out, leaning into her face. She pushes up onto her tiptoes, and I smile, my lips just barely grazing hers. I want everything with her to be different. I don’t kiss. I don’t do anything but fuck. I do it hard and fast, but I want none of those things with Sophie.
I want her kisses. I want her slow—so slow, it hurts. I want her deep—so deep, she won’t ever be able to fuck another man without remembering who had her first.
“Roman,” she whimpers, and without even thinking, I grab her. Picking her up by the backs of her thighs, I force her legs around my middle. The movement makes her nightgown ride up. I press her against the closest wall and damn near come unglued feeling her heated center against my bare abs. Fuck, she’s so close, I can almost taste her on my lips, feel her slick heat around my cock.
The smell of her arousal tingles inside my nostrils. She wants me—she fucking wants me—and that pushes me over the edge. I cage her tiny body against the wall and watch as her chest rises and falls with each breath that passes her lips. My resolve has snapped, and I struggle to hold onto the need coursing through my veins. I grip onto her bare hip with bruising force while shoving her nightgown over her hips, exposing her white cotton panties.
There’s a damp spot in the center of them. I smirk.
Pure. So fucking pure, and perfect, and all mine. All fucking mine.
The beast inside me growls in approval.
With her body pressed against the wall, leaving her nowhere to escape, I take one of my hands and slip it between our bodies. She’s struggling against my hold, her tiny whimpers filling my ears, but I’m already too far gone to care. All I want is her. I’m irritated, horny, and so fucking close to the edge, I’m practically walking the line of insanity.
“Roman…” she says right as I rip her panties from her body. I toss the flimsy material to the floor. All I want is a taste, one touch, and I’ll let her go. I’ll send her back upstairs.
