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My cheeks burn as I take a heaving breath. “I’m not say—“
He curves his fingers back up and swirls his tongue over my clit and I cry out again.
Oh my God.
By the time I’ve come down, he’s wrung another orgasm from me, this one smaller, like a rolling after-shock, but just as mind-blowing. Roman wipes his face on the back of his hand and crawls up my body, his abs flexing with the movement and making my mouth water.
He smirks like he knows the effect he has on me, and presses a kiss to my lips. I groan, licking my flavor from his skin. I don’t know why tasting myself on him makes me feral, but it does. He presses one more kiss on my cheek and drops to my side, his arm covering his eyes.
My gaze slides over his body, gloriously naked and covered in tattoos, and my pussy somehow throbs again. But he doesn’t move. Doesn’t ask me to reciprocate. Doesn’t make any advances to fuck me, to take care of his very hard, very perfect, long, veiny cock.
“What are you doing?” I ask, my voice still breathless.
He looks at me from beneath his hand. “Going back to sleep,” he murmurs before chuckling, his eyes landing on my heaving chest, my puckered nipples. “Unless you need another round.” He licks his lips. “I could eat again.”
I giggle as I roll onto my side. My fingers wrap around his cock and I pump him once, twice, loving the way he grunts deep in his throat.
“No,” I murmur, twisting my wrist. “I’m wondering why you’re not buried deep inside me, taking care of this.”
He looks at me with an unexpectedly sad expression, and if I didn’t know any better, I’d say he’s pouting. “We’re out of condoms,” he grumbles before shooting his gaze to the clock on his phone. “Store doesn’t open for another hour.” He looks at me, his face completely serious. “Can you wait that long?”
I smile. “For you? I think I could wait a lifetime.” His face softens and I bite my lip, the words taking on a deeper meaning, though it still rings true. I swallow roughly, squeezing him harder. “I’m clean and on the pill.”
He blinks. “What?”
My eyes flit between his, my heart beating faster. “I got tested a few weeks ago and I’m clean.” Thank fuck. “I started the pill, too, and they told me to wait a few weeks, so I should be good and—”
He cuts off my nervous ramble by slipping his arm under me and lifting my body, making me straddle him. I gasp, righting myself with my hands on his chest.
My wet pussy settles over his hard cock and I moan at the feeling of his hot skin against mine.
“Are you saying you want me to fuck your tight pussy raw?” he asks roughly, his voice thick with desire, telling me just how much he likes that idea.
I nod slowly. “Are you—”
His hands wrap around my hips, his fingertips digging in, adding more little bruises for me to admire later in the mirror. My throat and body are covered in hickies and marks from every way he’s loved me. I’m not afraid of Roman’s possession, his claim on me. It turns me on he’s not scared to hold my hand in public or let people know I’m his.
He pulls me forward, gliding my pussy against him. His head hits my clit and I shudder. “I’m clean,” he says, his Adam’s apple bobbing. “I’ve never slept with anyone without a condom. Never. And I got tested recently. I haven’t been with anyone since before I went back to Divinity.”
The weight of his admission sits heavily between us. It’s been months, then, and as much as the idea of him being with anyone else kills me, I can’t be mad. How could I?
He was there while I was with someone else. He heard the way I sounded as Isaac fucked me, watched as his father filled me. The things he said, the way—
Roman sits up, bringing us chest to chest. “Right here, Goldie,” he murmurs. “Stay right here in this room with me. It’s just us, no one else.”
I swallow again, my head bobbing. “Just us.” I shift my hips, bringing us both higher and higher.
He moans low in his throat, and the sound sends goosebumps across my skin. “Tell me how you want it.” He says it every time, but it never ceases to amaze me. So much care, so much consideration for me, my body, my feelings, my comfort.
He puts me first in every move he takes and it makes me realize just how little freedom, how few choices I had before.
But not with Ro. Never with Ro.
My chest burns and my skin tingles. I grip his face, bringing our foreheads together. “I want you to fuck me like you love me.”
He sucks in a breath. His fingers tighten around my hips and he lifts me, shifting until he’s pressed against my entrance. And as he slowly lowers me down, filling me so full, so deep, with his bare, hot cock, he murmurs words I never thought I’d hear.
“I do love you, Goldie.”
