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The reality of the man who had turned her life upside down.
She didn’t want to think about Roman’s past right now. Didn’t want sympathy to cloud her judgement, to allow her to forget what this was: a good hard fuck.
That was what she needed, not the emotional entanglement she’d been feeling for Roman before Adam told her who he was, not the feelings that had snuck up on her like a thief.
She reached for the waistband of his sweats and pulled them down, glad he wasn’t wearing underwear. She had him in her hands a moment later, and he groaned when she wrapped her fingers around his thick shaft.
“Fuck, Ruby.” He closed his eyes as she stroked him, then pulled her hand away with what looked like effort. “That’s not going to work, sweetheart. Not right now.”
He stood and removed his sweatpants, his gaze never leaving her face.
She was naked except for her bra, still pulled down to expose her breasts, and he got back on the couch and reached behind her to unclasp it, then tossed it aside.
He positioned himself between her thighs and ran his fingers through her folds. “You’re so wet, Ruby. So ready.”
She sighed, pushing against his fingers, the humming need inside her growing to a voracious hunger that demanded to be satiated.
His cock really was magnificent, long and thick with a head that promised to split her open in the best of ways. She’d been nervous the first time he’d fucked her, half-afraid it wouldn’t fit, but she wasn’t nervous now.
He positioned his engorged crown against her entrance. “Last chance, Ruby. Tell me to stop.”
She looked up at him. “No.”
He pushed into her with a growl that tore through the loft.
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Roman
He closed his eyes as he sank into her, hardly believing it was real.
Ruby was here, under and around him.
He hadn’t dared to believe he’d ever get close to her again and he wasn’t about to question his luck now.
She moaned when he entered her, and he gave her a few seconds to adjust to his size, studying her face for signs of discomfort. He knew he was big, remembered her trepidation about fucking him the first time, and she’d been through a lot since then.
He took advantage of the time to drink in the unique beauty of her face, the deep green of her eyes fringed by dark lashes, the dusting of freckles across her nose, the small gap between her front teeth.
He relished the softness that had returned to her stomach, the familiar fullness of her hips. Her breasts were round and heavy, pale pink nipples erect and begging for his tongue.
But then she started to move, her hips rocking as she sought friction on her clit, and he dragged out of her inch by inch before driving back into her warmth.
A shudder ran through his body at the sheer ecstasy of her silken pussy cradling his cock like a velvet vise. He wanted to taste her, to push his tongue inside her, tease her clit until she came against his mouth, but that would have to wait for another time.
He was too hungry for her, too desperate.
And she wasn’t complaining. Her eyes were closed, her hands clutching at his bare ass, pushing him deeper as she lifted her hips to meet him, her breath mingling with his in a series of gasps and pants that only made him more turned on.
“Fuck, Ruby…” He grabbed her legs and wrapped them around his hips, tilting her pelvis to give him better access, and felt himself sink deeper into her warmth. “You feel so fucking good, sweetheart.”
He bent his head to kiss her, their tongues sparring while he drove his cock into her soaking pussy, then stroked into her again, moving faster as the movements of her hips grew more urgent.
She let out a moan into his mouth, the sexiest fucking thing in the world, and he nipped at her lower lip on his way to her neck, then took one of her rosy nipples in his mouth and sucked.
She gasped, arching her back, and he pulled her hips even closer, sank even deeper.
Her fingers tangled in his hair, holding his head to her breast, and pushed through her channel again and again, relishing the tightening of it around his cock, the signs of her impending release.
