Chapter 32: The following day: A morning of bliss!

The sensation of something heavy over my stomach and another something pressing into my bum pricked at my consciousness as I slowly came awake. It took me a minute to realise the heaviness over my stomach was Romi’s arm, and the thing pressing up against me was, well, something that seemed very pleased to be there.

Smirking, I pushed back and moaned in delight as I felt Romi grinding his erection against me.

Chuckling, he pressed a kiss to my ear.

“Morning, Little Miss Trouble!” he said, nuzzling my earlobe and making me giggle.

“Morning, Mr Sexy Abs!” I replied, smiling up at him.

Romi turned my face towards him and took my mouth in a long, slow kiss. Our tongues entwined, dancing to our own special rhythm.

Loving the feel of him behind me, I wriggled my bottom enticingly, and he groaned into my mouth. The sound shot straight to my core, and between that, his kiss, and the hardness pressing against me, I was wet and ready for him in seconds.

After we’d had sex for the first time, we’d made love several more times, sometimes long and slow and other times hard and fast. It had been complete bliss, but I had to admit that I felt a bit sore this morning. However, it was a delicious ache, and I wasn’t about to let it stand in my way of exploring whatever else Romi had to offer. I was well and truly up for another round.

Moving over me, he slipped a finger into my pussy, and I pushed myself towards him, needing to be as close to him as I could get.

His mouth ducked down, finding my nipples. His tongue flicked out and licked one, then the other, before continuing to alternate between them, licking and sucking, ensuring both received the same level of attention.

Adding another finger, he thrust deep.

“Romi,” I cried, clutching his head to my chest.

My fingers buried deep into his hair as he buried deep inside me. Withdrawing slightly, he thrust back in, pounding into me hard and fast, just the way I knew he liked. The way I’d come to love myself. Long and slow was also great with Romi, but this, his unbridled passion for letting loose, was the ultimate pleasure. He liked it rough, and I was right there with him, lapping it up. And we hadn’t even done anything wild yet. I shivered as I thought of the many delights he had in store for me.

“That’s it, baby. Take what I have to give you. Take me, take everything I have. It’s yours. I’m yours,” he said as he plunged deep.

His words sparked a fire inside of me that raged into an inferno as my orgasm built.

He plunged in and out, taking me to the heights of pleasure I had never dreamed of. Staring into his gorgeous eyes as he panted hard as his own release built, I could feel his gaze penetrating me straight to my soul.

How was it even possible that anyone could have a connection so strong? We’d always been connected. Growing up, we’d always held a special place in each other’s hearts, but until recently, I’d never realised that it was soul-deep.

Romi continued to thrust, lick and suck until my mind could no longer form a coherent sentence. I moaned and ground against his mouth and fingers, trying desperately to find my release. I was so close.

“Romi!” I cried as wave after wave of pleasure rocked me to the core.

My heart raced, and I panted through my orgasm, feeling pretty bloody smug that I had a man who could set me on fire as easily as Romi could.

It really didn’t take much for this man to make me climax. I was still in the throes of my orgasm when he pulled me up onto my hands and knees. He entered me from behind, holding my hips in place, thrusting into me in a pounding rhythm, which felt amazing. I adored this man. He wasn’t gentle, and I loved it.

Several orgasms later, our stomachs growled so much that we were finally forced to get up and head down to the kitchen for something to eat. I watched my Mr Sexy Abs as he made us some cheese and ham omelettes while I made us coffee. I sighed contentedly at the rightness of our little domestic scene.

We sat close together as we ate at the breakfast bar, our legs touching as if we needed the constant physical connection. I suppose the forced separation we’d endured since the start of our relationship had made this need build, and I really didn’t know how I was going to survive without being able to touch Romi once we returned to the Estate.

Romi stood and moved the plates and mugs over to the sink.

Tears threatened as I watched him put distance between us, and my mind sunk into depressive thoughts. Our little bubble of love here was amazing, but soon enough, it would be over, and we’d be back to reality, hiding our love and worrying about my forthcoming marriage.

“Sonia, what’s wrong, love?” Romi asked, noticing the change in my mood.

“I can’t deal with this much longer, Romi,” I replied, my voice catching on a sob as tears slowly trickled down my face.

“Do you trust me?” he asked, moving me onto his lap.

I nodded, but I was still sad and worried.

“I promise I will sort things out for us soon, baby,” he said, brushing my tears away with the pads of his thumbs.

My depressive thoughts quickly turned into something entirely different as he trailed little kisses across my cheeks, jaw, and down my neck.

My breath hitched, and I clutched at Romi’s shoulders as he grabbed me and lifted me onto the worktop, kissing me thoroughly. I was only wearing his T-shirt, and he broke the kiss to quickly pull it over my head. Dropping it on the floor, he nuzzled my neck lightly, tickling me, and I giggled.

Palming my breasts, he squeezed, then dipped his head and sucked a nipple into his mouth. The sensation of his wet tongue sent a spark straight to my core, and all thoughts of our future separation flew straight out of my head. I refused to dwell on things. Instead, I would trust Romi, and right now, I trust him to bring me fulfilment once again.

He gently pushed me back against the worktop and bent between my legs, his intent plain to see by the wicked gleam in his eyes. Oh yes, indeed, my man was definitely about to give me what I needed.

Grinning, I licked my lips as he delved into my special place, which was now reserved solely for him.

As he proceeded to take ownership of my pussy, I threw my head back and shuddered in ecstasy. That tongue of his. Wow! Those fingers of his! Double wow!

When I came, panting hard, he shifted my hips and thrust inside me to the hilt. I gasped at the stretch and the feel of him as in one thrust, then another; he filled me with his seed.

After cleaning us both up, he pulled my naked body back onto his lap and began tickling me. I was giggling like crazy when the doorbell went. Shit!

Two seconds later, somebody was pounding on it. My breath hitched as we stared at each other, frozen in shock.

“Romi, open the fuck up now!” Miki shouted.

Oh my god!

My hand flew to my mouth to hold back the bile that rose in my throat as I was overwhelmed with nausea. We’d been discovered.

Looking resigned, Romi set me on my feet and retrieved the T-shirt off the floor, and I quickly put it back on.

He gave me a quick hug and pecked me on the lips before he headed to open the door.

It was time to face the music.