Can I really do that? Say fuck it to what my sister might think, what my mom might think, and do what I want?
Rome lays a sweet kiss on the side of my mouth, bringing me back to the moment. Morning breath be damned. “So, what do you think? Can you trust me?”
My pussy purrs so loud, it drowns the sounds of my own thoughts but I know the answer is a resounding “yes,”and I tell him so.
He smiles at my response and crashes his lips to mine. Another otherworldly kiss with this man. It’s becoming addictive in a dangerous way. I suck his bottom lip into my mouth, drawing out a growl from him.
At some point last night, we got caught up. We were so desperate to link our bodies back together that we forgot all about the condom. It led to a long discussion about our sexual history, and we made the decision that after experiencing the bliss of having no barrier between us that we couldn’t go back. We were open about the fact that neither of us has ever felt comfortable enough to do that before but something about him makes me want to jump with both feet. At least, in the bedroom. It’s turning out to be a very good decision because I can’t stop grinding my pussy on him with reckless abandon.
He reaches between us to spread my folds with his fingers but as two of his fingers enter me, his phone goes off. He ignores it but then it goes off three more times.
“You should check that.”
His breath comes out in a huff. “Yeah.” He doesn’t remove his fingers, though. They continue their slow tortuous invasion. Beneath my lashes I can see him watching me even though he should be looking at his phone. I decide to give him a show and ride his hand while tweaking my nipples.
It looks like it physically hurts him to look away from me, but he only looks at his phone for a brief moment before he turns his body into me and nestles his head into the crook of my neck. A third finger joins its friends, spreading me wider. His thumb presses down on my clit while he pumps in and out of me. Fuck, I never come this fast but I’m already almost there. He must sense it because he sucks on my neck and reaches behind me to grip a handful of my ass, kneading it and forcing me to bounce harder on his fingers.
“Fuck, Rome!” I shout. My breathing becomes more erratic when he holds up his hand to show his fingers coated in my arousal.
He locks eyes with me as he sucks each of his fingers into his mouth. I grab his wrist to stop him from licking the third finger and his eyebrows pique until I suck it into my mouth. I take my time swirling my tongue around him, enjoying watching his mouth fall slightly agape.
When I release him, his gaze shifts back and forth between me and his finger in wonder. “Fucking menace,” he says in awe. That torn look takes over his face again before he whispers, “I have to go.”
Of all the things he could’ve said, I wasn’t expecting that. I try to reign in my disappointment, but I know I fail when he gives me a sympathetic smile. “Oh okay. But…what about you?” I look down at his dick, trying to poke a hole in my stomach.
He shakes his head. “I’m your stress toy, remember? You don’t have to worry about me.”I want to though.He kisses my forehead. “I’ll find you later, okay?”
“Okay.”
He makes me walk him to the door so I can lock up behind him and before I’ve even gotten back into bed there’s a text waiting fromhim.
Rome: When I said later, I meant it, J. I know my girl misses me already.
My heart skips a beat.
Me: Your girl? Getting a lil ahead of yourself, no?
Rome: I was talking about your pussy *insert wink emoji* ask her, she’ll tell you we go together
Me: Lmao shut up!
Rome: Guess I’ll have to remind her later
Me: Guess you will
Texts come in from the ladies letting me know they’re officially looking for me but my thoughts keep drifting to Rome, wondering what the hell I’m going to do with him.
“Okay, get closer,” Dani demands, holding her phone up to capture us all in a selfie. We’re all dressed in robes awaiting our spa treatments.
When Dani grew tired of life as a model she decided to move back home to Baltimore and focus on being an entrepreneur and social media influencer. Now, she has deals with numerous beauty, fashion, and shoe brands to promote their products and she also owns a tequila business called Promesa.
The Dahlia Resort offered us a discount on our stay in exchange for her to post about the hotel on all her platforms, so she’s been taking pictures and videos ever since we landed. Arnold insisted he didn’t need the discount, earning an eye roll from all of us, but Dani told him she was doing it and if he didn’t want the discount he could run her the difference or shut the fuck up. So, here we are.
She looks at the photo and then hands her phone off to us to approve it before creating a post and saving it in her drafts.Never post your location until you’ve already left itis her motto and she’s very strict about that. No one will see a peep from our trip until we’re back home.
“Okay, so after this I was thinking we could go explore the ruins and then run some errands before we meet up with the guys for our night out.” Ri’s voice goes up an octave with every word. She stomps her feet and claps her hands like she just announced that Yahya Abdul Mateen II is about to come out and do our massages. Leave it to her to be excited about planning every second of our day.
Dani, Evie, and I share a look then plaster identical smiles on our faces.
