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“Let’s go,” he murmurs, kissing me hard and pulling me out of the house.
I laugh at his eagerness, deciding to let some of today’s stress go. I’m still a little worried about the results from my doctor's appointment. I know I’ve gained weight here and I’m sure my mother will be calling me soon about it. But that’s a problem for another day.
Recognizing the diner Roman took me to on our first date, I smile.
“This was really sweet of you,” I tell him with a grin.
Roman shrugs. “You need to eat, and have a decent distraction. I can do both. Let’s go inside,” he coaxes.
Going inside together, we end up sitting at the same booth we were in before. My smile dims though as I look at the menu. Fuck, look at all of these carb-filled foods…
“Hey. Tempest?” Roman breaks through my thoughts and I glance up, realizing my hands are shaking. “What’s happening right now? Talk to me.”
Nodding my head, I swallow thickly. “I gained ten pounds,” I whisper. Anger fills Roman’s face and I raise my hand to stifle it. “My mother is obsessed with my weight, and the doctor's appointment today was to run an STD test and weigh me.”
“Son of a bitch,” Roman growls. “I fucking handed you to them, all wrapped up in a bow. Why didn’t you tell me? I would have told you to skip it.”
Shrugging, I look at the table. “I had to go. My mom probably thinks I’ve been sleeping with everyone in town, and this is how she shows she’s paying attention. She means well…”
“There are some people who shouldn’t have children,” Roman growls. Startled, I look up at him. “Doesn’t your father know about any of this?”
“My dad wasn’t involved with me much… until he remarried King’s mom. Then it was like I actually got my dad back… until I fucked that up too,” I explain.
“Hey. No.” Roman grunts, grabbing my chin and forcing my eyes to meet his. “You didn’t fuck anything up. People just didn’t understand what you had with King. I don’t entirely agree with how everything happened back then, but you don’t need to be dieting. Eat whatever you want. You’re too damn thin as it is.”
A ghost of a smile appears on my lips, but I still cave to my mother’s endless demands and order a salad. A small frown mars Roman’s forehead before it clears, and a look of acceptance appears. I can’t help some of the things that have been ingrained within me.
Dinner passes quickly, and Roman finds little ways to touch me throughout the meal. A pinkie down my arm, his leg against mine. I’m so wound up, and he hasn’t even kissed me. This time, we don’t dawdle after we eat, leaving quickly.
Roman starts the car as soon as we’re both in, his hand heavy on my upper thigh. Whimpering, I bite my lip at how close his hand is to my pussy.
“Are you feeling needy, Tempest?” Roman rumbles with a small smile.
“Yes, Sir,” I whisper.
Humming under his breath, he pulls onto a small side road. Unbuckling me, I’m in his lap before I can blink, his seat pushed back as far as it can go. Pushing my sundress down off my shoulders, he pulls my breasts out of it.
“Fuck, yes. Come to Daddy.” He groans as his mouth covers my nipple.
My hands lose themselves in his hair as I moan, grinding on his thick, hard cock. Gasping at the slight pain as Roman bites my nipple, I enjoy the way he runs his tongue over it in penance.
“You feel so good, baby girl.” Roman sighs, his hand sliding between my legs.
I want to warn him not to tear these panties, but I’m too late as he rips them off. “I’m going to have to stop wearing panties,” I gasp as he runs his fingers through my folds.
“Where's the fun in that?” he teases. “I’ll add a buy Tempest new panties fund to the house budget.”
I want to be a brat, sass him and tell him that I wouldn’t need one if he didn’t insist on being a caveman, but he buries three fingers inside of me, silencing me.
Dropping my head back, I moan as I ride his fingers. “I want you inside of me… please, Sir,”
I beg.
“You beg so pretty, but we aren’t there yet. I promise you’ll get my cock tonight,” he tells me. “Not in a car, though, baby. I want to fuck you in my bed, where I can gag you with my fingers to keep you quiet.”
I whimper at the images he’s giving me, and I nod exaggeratedly. “Please, Daddy,” I whine, as I continue to grind onto him harder. I’m close, but he stops me before I can come.
“You will wait until you’re cumming on my cock, Tempest,” he growls, biting my nipple one more time, then moving me back to my side of the car and continuing the drive home.
