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Bea
My heart ticks wildly. The beat climbs to my throat, making it difficult to breathe. It happens this way in my recurring dream, but now the man’s face isn’t shrouded in the dark. The roar of water rapids is replaced by the crackle of the glowing fire.
I lean into Roman, studying the contour of his lips, the solid line of his jaw, and his unflinching eyes. He works his jaw, clenching his teeth. His fingers tighten around mine as his body grows increasingly tense. I study him, unable to look away.
The hum of magnetic energy that sparks between us sends a jolt of feel-good hormones skittering throughout my nervous system, derailing all logical thought. My entire body comes alive with the ultimate confession perched on the tip of my tongue.
Now’s the time.Our time.For a brief moment, we’re no longer subject to the shadow of outside influence. What happens here and now will forever be our secret, even if it all ends in a broken heart.
I tilt my chin, inhaling the heated friction between us. Fear grips my body, bracing for the rejection that’s sure to follow. I’ll never get what I want if I don’t have the nerve to ask for it.
“Every night, I have the same dream I’ve had since I was a teenager. I’m running, hiding in the trees by the water’s edge as a man watches me from the shadows. My friend at work says it means I’m running from something I can’t have.” I pause, daring myself to come out with it once and for all. “But I can’t stop wanting it. Can’t stop wantingyou.” My voice falters to a whisper under the strain of Roman’s intense stare, but I don’t dare stop now. “I lie in bed at night thinking about you, your lips on mine, and your hands on my body. You’re the last thought of my day. When I wake, you and the dream are my first thoughts. My body trembles with an ache so deep I touch myself to the point I’ll go mad if I don’t come.”
“Fuck, Bea.” Roman’s eyes darken, haunting me like they do in the dream.
“I’ve been in love with you for as long as I’ve known what love is.” My insides flutter nervously. “You don’t have to love me back or say the words, but give me the dream for one night?”
“I’ll give you every damn thing you want,” Roman growls as his restraint comes undone.
His groan echoes in my chest as he rolls over me with his heavy body, pinning me to the blanketed floor with his weight. My body tingles as he tucks me under him, possessive and protective. I’ve never felt safer and more sure of anything in my life.
I gaze up at him, teetering on the edge and impatient. This could be the start of something fantastic or the end of us as we know it. Either way, my life will be forever altered, never the same again. His eyes close, feather soft as he dips his chin. When his hungry lips graze mine, everything and everyone outside these walls ceases to exist.
Roman moves over me, rough and calloused, hungrily devouring my lips. His tongue plunges between my lips, and it’s the taste of heaven I’ve been missing my entire life. The pads of his fingers skirt over my bare tummy, cautious yet sure. I arch into him, consenting to his touch. He spreads his fingers wide while skimming up my torso. His thumb brushes the underside swell of my breast, heightening the awareness buzzing inside me.
I squirm beneath him, wanting and needing more than what clothing allows. He pushes my shirt over my bare breast and thumbs my nipple. I’ve dreamed of this moment for an eternity, but Roman’s touch has never been so vivid and unrestrained as now.
He pinches and plucks, rolling my nipple between his fingertips while his tongue works magic aside mine. He cups my jaw in his palm and runs his fingers through my hair at the nape of my neck. I claw at his back and hips, pulling him close where my need is great.
“Slow down, Honey Bea.” He pulls back from the kiss. “We’ve got all night.”
If one night is all we have, I’m savoring every second of it.
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Roman
She glows in the firelight, lips soft and pink without a wrinkle on her smooth, silky skin. I’m a fool for wanting her, but I can’t help but drown in her. She’s the spark that keeps my heart alive.
I drag my lips down her neck, nibbling and kissing the sensitive skin as she mewls her satisfaction. I push her midriff shirt to her collarbone, exposing her ample breasts in full. My cock twitches, antsy to come out and play.
My fingers play at her breast. Her nipples harden and pebble as I pinch and lightly pull, teasing more moans from her lips. I trace the curve of her breast with my tongue, choking on my own groan, misbelieving I have the privilege of tasting her. She arches into me as she claws at my shirt.
“More, Roman, more.” Her breath hitches.
Bea grinds against my thigh, her mound rubbing against me hard and fast. I cover her darkened nipple with my lips and roll my tongue over her. She gasps and arches into me, and I greedily take more. My hand trails down her tummy to the waist of her pants. They’re loose, and I ease my hand inside.
Christ.There’s nothing between her receptive flesh and mine.
My manhood throbs and tightens. The strain against my zipper is unbearable and painful, yet keeping me in check, stalling my release for later.
I continue sucking and licking her breasts, listening to her cries as the tension builds in her body. My fingers sink lower beneath her sweats, finding the treasure they seek. I take my time, rolling the heel of my palm over her mound, slow and methodical. She gasps when my fingertip slips between her folds.
She’s wet and hot, slick and perfect. My heart pounds as I drag in a shallow breath. I circle the hooded gem between her slick folds, then dip lower into her well. Fingernails claw at my back, gripping as I lavish her breasts with kisses and fine-tune her most precious jewel. She arches again as I massage and caress her.
“Roman,” she shrieks, repeating my name as she flies over the edge.
