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“Roman, what are you doing?”
He raises a brow. “Preparing you. Making sure you’re wet.”
I remember that day in the hallway when he made me come without taking off my clothes. I want that again. I want him to finish what he started in the kitchen. I want to be free.
I let his arm go.
He slides his hand deeper, cupping my naked sex. In an instant, he achieves his goal. My body reacts to the touch. When he flicks the pad of his finger over my clit, my folds turn slick.
“Like that,” he says in a husky voice, his eyes gleaming with victory.
He searches my face as he parts me with a finger, reading my reaction in my eyes. This isn’t about him. He’s making it about me. As he promised, he’s making sure I enjoy what he’s doing.
He lowers his head and plants a kiss on the corner of my mouth. “More?”
“If you go slowly.”
“Then ask me.”
Soon, he’ll hate me. I’m not acting, any longer, but I’m still lying to him. It’s wrong, but I want this for myself. I want to have a prettier memory to hold onto. However, I don’t want to use him. I know how much that hurts.
“Do you want this?” he asks, tracing my slit before dipping the tip of one digit inside.
Heat barrels to my core. Closing my eyes, I tip back my head. He catches my nape, supporting me as he draws circles around my clit.
“Do you want this?” he asks again, urgency infusing his tone.
The answer falls easily from my lips. “Yes.”
He accentuates the words. “Then ask me.”
“Please.”
He holds me to him as he sinks his finger inside up to the knuckle. The sudden invasion makes me go on tiptoes. A gasp falls from my lips. What he promised me is happening. I’m begging, and he’s delivering. I lost. Yet I can’t make myself care, not when losing feels this sweet.
“Fuck.” He says the word like a prayer against my lips. “You’re responsive. You were made for my touch.”
Stop it, Christina, before it’s too late.
Already regretting the loss, I say, “If you know the truth about me, you won’t want to touch me.”
All but growling the statement, he says, “There’s nothing that can stop me from having you now.”
I clamp my thighs together. There is something.
“Open for me,” he says, pushing a knee between my legs.
Not having a choice, I make space for him. He pulls his finger out and slides it back in. When he curls the digit inside to stroke a sensitive spot while using the heel of his hand to rub my clit, I come. As my inner muscles clenches around his finger, he spears his free hand through my hair and tilts back my face. Lowering his head, he kisses me through the orgasm. I’m yet to come down from my high when he sets me free and makes quick work of unclasping the bra and removing my underwear.
He takes a moment to look at me, appreciation burning in his eyes as he trails a path over my body with his gaze. I forget to breathe. I forget about everything when he lifts me into his arms and carries me to the bed.
It’s everything my first time wasn’t. He positions me in the center and bends my thigh as he climbs over me. Hooking my leg around his ass, he shows me what he wants. I cling to him, grinding myself on the hardness he presses between my legs while he cups one breast and kisses the other.
My need is fierce, but he takes his time. He learns the shape of my nipples with his tongue and fingers before giving me his lips again, kissing me sweetly as he frames my face between his palms.
My breaths come in pants when he places the head of his cock at my entrance and parts my folds with a tilt of his hips. I’m so wet, he slips in effortlessly. The stretch doesn’t hurt. The way he fills me feels good. He abandons my lips and pushes up on his arms to rock inside me with a gentle rhythm. Even with the space between us, he doesn’t let go. He holds my gaze and shows me what I do to him, giving me power.
When he increases his pace, he wakes new nerve-endings inside. My pleasure climbs again, but this time is different. It’s deeper and more intense. I lock my ankles behind his ass and lift my hips to meet his thrusts.
Sliding one hand over my uninjured hip, he caresses my thigh. “I’m going to come.” His voice is raw. “Inside you.”
The words alone trigger my orgasm. With the next brush of his pelvis over my clit, my climax contracts my muscles.
His body pulls tight. Thrusting deep, he drops his mouth to my ear and says, “Evie,” as he comes with a shudder.
