Chapter 9

CHAPTER NINE

Roman

I push her panties to the side, my finger sliding through her soaking-wet folds. “Christ,” I grunt at how good she feels. How wet she is for me.

This was not the plan. I started the night on the very edge of the bed. I honestly meant to just comfort her. Gain her trust. For all I know, Mason is right. She was planted by the Italians and is here to learn our secrets…

But when I woke up with all that silky skin on mine, all my reservations evaporated.

She makes this squeaking noise as she pushes down against the friction I’m giving her, her body so arched, her tits are staring at the ceiling.

I reach her entrance and push inside, sinking deep into her pussy. “You’re so tight,” I groan, pushing in even deeper. I want to feel more of her. See more. “Take off my shirt.”

A minute ago, she was playing shy. Not now. Straightening, she grabs the hem and tugs it over her head, nothing but her pushed-to-the-side panties blocking my view of her as she straddles my hips.

Holy fucking Christ.

I’ve seen beautiful women before. But Maddie. She’s absolutely perfect.

High, full tits, tiny waist, flat stomach, and the flare of her hips…she could make a man beg.

Lucky for me, though, she’s the one who moans out… “Please. Roman, please, I need…”

“I know what you need.” And then I sit up.

My arm locks like a vise around her back as I curl my back far enough to pop one of her sweet nipples into my mouth, sucking on the pale pink flesh as it puckers in my mouth, her pussy rippling around my finger.

“Yes,” she cries out, arching again in a way that shoves her nipple deeper between my lips, I suck harder and press the heel of my palm into her clit as I pump even deeper inside her.

She’s going to cum very soon and I can’t wait to hear her, to feel it. I can’t remember the last time I was this amped for another person to orgasm.

I could lie and say this is all tactical.

But I know the truth. Maddie is like catnip and I’m a fucking tomcat. She’s so beautiful and vulnerable and…

She lets out this keening moan that wipes my brain clean, her pussy so tight around me as I switch to the other nipple, running the flat of my tongue over her before I suck that one into my mouth too.

It unravels the last of her control and burying her fingers into my hair, she pulls with both fists as she screams out my name, breaking apart on my hand.

Maddie is soft in nearly every way, but fucking hell, she makes all the best noises when she cums.

She grazes the lump on my skull which hurts like hell, but I ignore it. The pain is worth the experience.

I’d love nothing more than to bury myself deep inside her, but I know she’s a virgin, I can feel how unused to this kind of play she is, and I don’t want to hurt or scare her.

I can’t lose my head. And honestly, I know it’s a problem, but my feelings are not just tactical. I want her to feel good.

So, using my arm that’s around her, I flip us both so that she’s on her back with me above her.

Keeping my finger inside her, because I love how she feels, I pull my other arm out from under her and pull my cock out from my boxers. I give it a few quick tugs. The idea of my cum on her belly has me rumbling with need. “Maddie, I’m going to?—”

She doesn’t say anything but one of her small pale hands lifts up, the tip of her finger brushing over the head of my cock.

My teeth clench together. How can the skin of her finger be that soft? She does it again, using her thumb to rub right on the opening and I start to leak cum, the visual of her touching me making me even hotter.

She collects the liquid on her thumb and then licks it off, her facial expression growing thoughtful. “Salty.”

“Maddie.” It’s a half plea, a part command. My balls are boiling with cum.

Who fucking knew Maddie would be such a willing and incredible bedmate?

I’m so fucking amped up, a few fucking pumps from my own hand and I’m ready to explode.

“I’ve always wanted to know how it would taste,” she whispers as she reaches for me again. But this time, her delicate fingers are brushing mine away, before they wrap around my cock, which looks ridiculously large in her small hand. “Show me how,” she says, propping up on her other elbow.

Without a word, I wrap my hand over hers, helping her pump my cock in her small fist.

She gasps, just a small sound as she adjusts her grip based on the pressure from my fingers.

She’s so responsive to my every subtle direction, every shift of a finger that thirty seconds in, I can already feel my balls tingle, the cum moving up my shaft, as our hands work together.

Together…

It adds this layer of intimacy that I can hardly process. I don’t do feelings with the women I sleep with.

But Maddie, she’s blurring some line as she licks her lips. “I don’t wish this very often anymore, but this once, I wish I could see all of you. Like really see you, not just the blurry outline. I bet you’re beautiful.”

I blink back my haze of lust. Beautiful is hardly the word for a man about to cum. My cock is an angry red with veins popping. “My little bird, I’m a raging beast.” I even sound like an animal, the words grunted out as I try to remain focused.

She nips at her lip, working her hand even faster. “A beast? I’ve always wanted one of those.”

Something in her words triggers my orgasm. I want to be her beast. I want to fucking devour her.

But also…for the first time in my adult life, I want to keep her safe too. I roar as the cum shoots from my cock, splashing across her belly. It goes on and on, my body spasming until I finally wilt on top of her, my stomach pressing to her cum-covered belly, my lips finding hers.

The kiss isn’t sweet, it doesn’t coax, it claims. Which is ridiculous. A few hours ago, I promised to lie, cheat, or steal this woman out of her home. For all I know, Mason is right and she’s an agent of the enemy, here to seduce me and not the other way around.

She is the one who asked me to share the bed.

I shouldn’t want to claim her.

Then again, I just might be the man who is able to have his cake and eat it too.

Speaking of, I want to know how she tastes.

And I am not talking about her mouth.

I kiss down her jaw and over the tender flesh of her neck, even as she turns for me, exposing more of her sweet skin. I’d like to kiss every inch of her on my way to my final destination when I look over to see my phone is still ringing. Fuck. How long has it been going off?

I don’t want to jump up to answer. First. I like holding Maddie. It’s an oddity for me, but even after the orgasm, she feels so good, her skin sliding against mine. If anything, I don’t feel satiated.

I want more.

But I need to pick up the phone. This could be about Luke.

“I’m sorry, sweetheart,” I murmur as I kiss her neck and reach for the phone, as I reluctantly climb from the bed.

“Hello?” I’m walking away when the voice on the other end of the line stops me in my tracks.

A voice I don’t recognize rages in my ear, “What the fuck, man?”