Chapter 16

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Maddie

I meant the invitation as a comfort, a way to help Roman fall asleep. But the moment our bodies tangle together, I know.

This embrace is neither quiet nor soft. Energy crackles between us as his hand slides from the small of my back to the spot just above my ass.

I tilt my face toward his, knowing what I want.

Yesterday, everything felt out of control. Crazy.

Today, I’m caring for a cat, I know who Roman is and I think I know his agenda. And I know mine too.

I’ve been dying to be in bed with a man who makes me feel like Roman.

And here I am…

Is it the best of circumstances? No. Will I have this opportunity again? Who knows. Am I justifying? Absolutely.

But when his hand slides back up to my waist and then dips under the elastic of the little shorts I’m wearing, I don’t protest.

In fact, I shift my leg so that I’m spread wider as skims his hand over the crack of my ass and then dips his fingers between my legs.

Liquid fire spreads through me as my back arches to give him all the access he wants. I swear, he could twist me into a pretzel and I’d let him as long as he keeps touching me.

He slides his fingers through my already dripping folds, swirling over my clit before he goes back to plunge his finger inside me.

I cry out, it feels so good, my head tossing back as I grind down on his finger. God, I’m so greedy when it comes to this man.

I want more, I want it all.

He pumps into me, curling around me to take my mouth with his. He kisses me over and over, his tongue tangling with mine as it plunges into my mouth. I skate my fingers through his hair, pulling him closer.

I’m half expecting him to pull me on top of him again but he doesn’t. Instead, he rolls me onto my back, coming on top of me.

My shorts are off in a second, my legs automatically wrap around his hips, allowing his finger to push deeper inside me. It feels so good, stretching me, touching that spot deep inside that has me wild. He pulls out and then adds another finger as he plunges back in.

I leave one hand in his hair, yanking at the strands as the other fists into the sheets.

His cock, still in his underwear, grinds against my clit. The orgasm is already building and I make this mewling noises as my body tightens.

“Fuck, Maddie,” he grits out against my lips. “You feel so fucking good.”

“So…so do you,” I can barely speak I’m so breathless. I’m so close that I’m starting to vibrate.

And that’s when Roman eases back…

A different cry falls from my lips as I vent my frustration. It only makes Roman laugh, his low deep chuckle making my body hum.

“I don’t want to take my fingers out of you so I’m going to need you to take that tank top off.”

I do as he commands without thought or question, wriggling out of the fabric. His fingers brush my insides, the balled fabric of the tank clenches in my fist as I roll my hips to feel more.

He kisses a trail down my jaw, over my chest, stopping to suck a nipple into his mouth. I’m crying out again, so ready for whatever he wants to give me.

My pulse is fluttering to the rapid beat of my heart as he sucks on the other nipple and then slides lower, kissing over my belly, his tongue tasting my skin.

It’s so hot, I forget to breathe. And then he slides lower. Using the flat of his tongue, he licks up my seam, my thighs starting to shake again as random words fall from my lips. Wait. Not random. I’m begging…

He licks again, swirling the tip of his tongue over my clit. That’s when I lose it. Like completely lose it.

I scream, the shudder so full and deep, my entire body spasms. On and on it goes until I’m so spent, I completely relax into the bed, the tank still in my hand above my head. “Wow.”

Roman pushes up on his elbows, his deep rumble bringing me back to life. “Maddie.”

It’s territorial, the sound of his voice. Or maybe predatorial. Either way, I reach down, finding his shoulder and trace my fingers over his neck. “Wow.”

I’m capable of more words than that, but maybe not right this moment. I feel him climbing up my body, the brush of skin still making me shiver. Finally tossing the tank to the floor, I place my other hand on his back, his muscles rippling under my palm. His chest brushes my nipples and they pebble again.

“You’re so beautiful,” he rumbles kissing my neck. “I knew that the first moment I saw you in the light, but I never expected…”

“What?” I’m really curious. I’ve never done anything like this before so I’ve got nothing to compare Roman to, but I have this feeling. “Is this different from how it usually feels?”

“It’s different,” he answers. The head of his cock presses into my soaked folds, as he lets out a soft groan. “So intense.”

I push him off me and onto the bed, or he lets me, as I roll with him.

If we’re moving onto oral, I want to taste him too. Scooting down the bed, I kiss a trail over his six-pack abs until his cock brushes my chin. I lick my tongue over the tip, getting his pearl of precum, straight from the source. But I can taste myself too where he’d just pressed the head of his cock into me.

It’s a little dirty and so erotic, excitement pulses through me again.

His hips lift off the bed as I retreat to savor the taste.

I smile, realizing that it’s my turn to tease and I set about doing just that. Kissing the tip, down the shaft, along the edge of his ball sack, exploring him with small kisses and little licks.

I know he’s getting impatient when his hand fists in my hair. I suck a breath between my teeth, liking the pull. The little bit of pain that comes with his desire is exciting.

I still, not moving up his shaft as he’s directing. Instead, I flick my tongue over his sack.

“Fucking hell, Maddie,” he groans. “That feels…”

I don’t wait to see what he fills in. Instead, I wrap my lips around one of his balls and suck.

He jolts a few inches off the bed, his groan of pleasure telling me to continue even as he pulls my hair harder, wrapping the strands in his fist.

I suck on the other, taking my time before I finally heed the pulling and kiss up the long, thick length of him to sink my mouth over the tip.

He thrusts up between my lips, going so deep, the head hits the back of my throat. I gag a little, not prepared for the depth of the invasion, but I don’t pull away.

I can hear him gnashing his teeth as he finally pulls back only to thrust back in. He’s fucking my mouth, his body so taut, he feels like he might break.

Water starts to stream from the corners of my eyes, but I don’t move. There is something so satisfying in being what he needs me to be.

My hands come to his hips and this time, when he thrusts all the way in, I tighten my grip on his skin, letting him know I’m ready for more.

A feral groan rips from his lips and then, he explodes, shooting cum down my throat. I drink it all, my nails digging into his flesh.

The second he’s done, he’s hauling me up his body, and crushing me to his chest. His arms wrap about me as his lips kiss the crown of my head.

I sink into him, my cheek coming to his chest as my eyes flutter closed. And that’s how I fall asleep. Directly on top of him.

I wake to the early morning sun, in the exact same position where I fell asleep. On top of Roman.

I jerk awake, and his hand automatically splays out on my back, holding me close. “You all right, sweetheart?”

I close my eyes again, my fingertips dancing down his bare chest. “So good.”

I feel him smile against the top of my head. “Me too.”

“That’s good.” I snuggle deeper into him. “Because I’m kind of hoping we get to do that again.” It’s a bold ask for me. Not that I even really asked. More like gently suggested. But he understands as he flips us around, my back hitting the mattress before I even know what’s happening.

“We’re definitely doing that again. And more.”

“Right now?” I feel my pulse rising, the blood rushing in my ears as I skim my hands up his back.

“Greedy girl,” he rumbles close to my ear. But he doesn’t sound like he’s chastising me. Far from it.

I am greedy. I want every part of Roman. I run my hands over his muscular hips and down the side of his legs, his coarser hair running over my palms.

Every part of him is so masculine. I can feel myself getting wet all over again. He’s already kissing a path down my body as he nips and sucks on my skin. “I love the way you taste,” he rumbles into my skin.

“I like the way you taste too.” My hands have run back up to his shoulders. “I don’t want to wait.”

He stills for a moment and then drags me a good foot down the bed. I have no idea why until he flips around, his knees settling on either side of my head as his torso stretches out on top of mine.

And then I know…we’re going to taste each other at the same time.

His cock is already dangling in front of my face, and I stick my tongue out to lick it at the same moment he dives into my pussy, licking all the way down me.

My legs fall open as his cock plunges between my lips.

Its fast and messy and so perfect, our bodies tightening together, climbing higher and higher.

I break first, my cries muffled by the giant erection down my throat.

But as soon as I orgasm, he starts to cum too. When it’s done, he slides to the side, pulling me with him so that we’re a tangle of bodies. My eyes slide closed, I’m so ready for some more sleep.

That’s when Roman’s phone rings.

I lift my head, kissing his thigh. “I’m going to smash that thing with a hammer.”

He laughs. “You and me both.”

I roll away, covering my eyes with my arm. Roman climbs from the bed as he answers the phone. “Hello?”

I can’t help it, I sigh. He leans back over, kissing my cheek. “I’ll be right back, sweetheart.”

I hear him walking away. At the same time, the jingle of Tom’s collar alerts me I’ve got another visitor.

The cat jumps up on the bed, just as I’m covering my lower half with a sheet. “Morning,” I say. “How was your sleep in the quiet house?”

“Meow,” Tom responds, curling up by my knee.

“When should we tell Roman that you’re actually Thomasina?”

The cat lets out a yawn, not at all interested in discussing the particulars of Roman.

I smile to myself as the cat’s bushy tail brushes my hip. Later, is the answer. I don’t want to worry about anything in this moment.

For once, I just want to relax and enjoy.

This time with Roman is more than I ever imagined possible.