“What if they do?”
“They won’t,” I shot back.
“Humor me.” He leaned his body slightly so he could lock his eyes with mine. “What if they do? How would you feel about being disowned?”
Just thinking about it hurt.
I shrugged, not wanting to think about it anymore. “I think if my parents did that to their own daughter, I don’t want them in my life anyway. I would never turn my back on my child. I don’t want anyone in my life that would.”
“Alright. What about your friends?”
“What about them?”
“How are you going to feel introducing me to them?” He waited for me to answer, but when I didn’t, he carried on. “I’m practically twice your age. Is it going to embarrass you having to drag an old man to everything with your young friends?”
I rolled my eyes. “Oh my gosh… You’re not that old, Roman. It’s ten years. That’s not twice as much.”
“Maybe not, but I am older, and it’s obvious.”
“You’re making this harder than it needs to be.”
“No, I’m making you realize that this situation is tough. I’m not making it any harder than it already is. It sounds difficult because it is difficult.”
I reached out and cradled his jaw.
“What’s difficult about this?” I stared into his eyes. “My whole body tingles when I touch you, and I can feel the way I make your skin heat. Whatever’s between us, it isn’t difficult. It’s the opposite. It’s so simple that I don’t even have to think about it. I know what I want, Roman. And sure, maybe being together makes other aspects of my life harder, but I don’t care. I’ve always been told that something valuable is worth the effort. I wouldn’t be volunteering to make my life harder for nothing. It’s worth it. You’re worth it.”
I tossed my knee over his legs as I took my place on his lap, and his hands moved to my hips, squeezing them as I settled on top. I felt him harden beneath me, and my blood started to boil in need.
I watched as he slowly drank me in, eyes raking over my stomach, chest, and face. He wet his lips before muttering, “So goddamn hard-headed.” Then his mouth slammed against mine.
He didn’t hold back. He didn’t wait for my lips to part. Instead, he thrusted his tongue into my mouth, kissing me hard and fast—almost like he couldn’t get enough. I melted against him as I gave myself over completely. I threaded my fingers into his hair, pulling him closer as I kissed him with just as much passion. My hips started to rock forward and back, and he let out a gasping moan that set my entire body on fire. With his hands on my hips, he stood and walked me into the house.
He moved through the house quickly and with sure steps. It was like I weighed nothing in his arms as he moved up the stairs and to his bedroom. One second, we were sitting on the patio together, and the next, he was lying me across his bed.
His hips were between my thighs as he ground his firmness against my center. His hands were busy ripping away clothes and exploring, and his mouth stayed locked on mine, kissing me until it felt like I might suffocate. When he broke away, I sucked in a gasping breath and felt myself fall back into my body. Just as my chest expanded, he sucked my nipple into his hot mouth, making my back arch off the bed as a zap of pleasure jolted through me.
The junction between my legs began to throb stronger than ever before. I laced my fingers into his hair, fisting his silky raven-colored strands.
“Roman, I want you,” I breathed out with a whimper, feeling my face warm from my admission.
“Don’t worry, sweetheart, I’ll make sure you get what you need,” he cooed, moving from one breast to the other.
I knew what he meant, and as much as I’d been enjoying all the other things we’d been doing, that wasn’t what I wanted. I wanted him. All of him. I wanted him in a way I’d never wanted anyone. And I didn’t want to wait any longer.
“No, Roman. I want all of you. I-In me.”
He pulled back, dark eyes meeting mine.
“Tonight,” I finished in a soft voice.
His angular jaw flexed, and his Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed. “What’s the rush, Sasha? I promise you’ll enjoy yourself.” He offered a sexy smirk as he pulled my panties down my legs.
I pulled my feet free and placed them on either side of him. Even though my body was warming with embarrassment, I kept my knees spaced wide, letting him see every inch of my body that nobody else had ever seen.
“It’s okay to rush for something if you know it’s what you really want. This isn’t a mistake, Roman.” I sat up, putting our mouths only an inch apart. “I want you to take me,” I whispered,pressing my mouth to his. “I want you to fill me. To claim me. To… own me.”
At first, he didn’t kiss me back. His mouth was stiff as he held back the emotions and needs overwhelming him.
