“Hmm.”
“What if it only feels this good because we shouldn’t have it?”
She licks her lips, meeting his eyes. “What if it only feels this way because it’s forbidden? What if it’s just an itch that needs scratching?”
He sighs, brushing a thumb over her swollen lips. “It’s okay. You’ll figure it out eventually.”
She’s about to ask him what he means by that, but he’s hooking his thumbs into his pants and pulling them down. Hedrags the remaining fabric from his body, leaving him naked and hard in front of her. Sitting up, she grips his neck, while the other hand reaches out to stroke him. He groans, shifting against her once, and then again before he drops his face into her neck, trembling, and cursing.
She lifts upward, letting his erection bump into her clit, and they both groan into each other, repeating the motion until he pulls back abruptly. She blinks up, feeling dazed and desperate.
“Condom,” he breathes out.
“Oh,” she says, exhaling. “I have an implant, and I haven’t—it’s been a while.”
He nods. “Yeah. Me too.”
“Okay,” she says, smiling before reaching up to kiss him, slow and sure. She breathes as he widens her legs and starts to push in. Roman takes his time, pausing to fuse their mouths.
“Shit. I had a dream about this too,” he says through a groan and a chuckle. “I had a dream about fucking you on my kitchen table.”
She bites her lip, her stomach fisting at his words. He starts to rock against her gently and she shuts her eyes.
“Okay?” He breathes against her neck.
So, so okay. So fucking okay.
“Yeah.” She breathes against his chest. Suddenly, his fingers are digging into her hip bone as he presses all the way in, and her eyes fly open to look at him.
His jaw ticks as he pulls back all the way before pushing in again. He’s watching their bodies meet through hooded eyes. He moves his fingers to brush over her clit, and she moans.
“Fuck,” he says, brushing over her again. “Fuck, Jahlani.”
And then he’s kissing her, and it’s greedy and hot, and he’s laying her back against the table again, less in control this time, pushing the cards so that they scatter to the floor. Her armsmove to push the clothes off and stay above her when he starts to move faster.
“I thought about you,” he says through grunts. “I thought about you just like this. Legs spread for me on my kitchen table.”
His fingers move back to rubbing her and she arches against him. A familiar heat starting in the base of her feet.
“Fucking look at you,” he groans, moving harder, pressing her further into the table.
“Oh God.I’m going to?—”
He keeps a steady pace as he pushes into her. Her moans become choked. Breathless.
And when he pulls her leg out more, changing the angle, twisting his fingers through more of her curls and wetness, praising her more while dropping kisses to her stomach, her neck, her chest, she feels an insatiable fire spread below that she begins to chase as she lifts her hips against his. Her toes splay then curl when he pushes her hand from her nipple and he sucks, rocking into her.
“Roman.”
Her lips part and she moans as her body breaks in liquefying pulses. She’s aware that she’s chanting out his name but can’t seem to stop or care as she twists her face into the cool wood of the table as her hips jump and her back arches. Too soon, he’s pulling away from her and it takes more energy than she thought it would to sit up on her elbows. He’s breathing heavily, staring down at her withso muchit makes her dizzy.
He’s tugging her forward and she happily complies as he pulls her from the table. He drops into the chair from earlier, tapping his thigh. Breathing heavily, she tests the weight with one leg before he’s grabbing the other and pulls her forward to sink down on him.
She doesn’t move, trying to wait for her body to adjust to him again. “Was this part of your dream?” she whispers against his mouth.
Both his hands start to help her shift. “This and so much more,” he says, groaning.
She throws her head forward, pressing their chests together as he moves her faster and harder. She whimpers, her body vibrating as she builds up again. “Roman,” she says, eyes wide in shock.
