I wasn’t watching where our bodies were connecting, though. I was watching his face. I watched the way his lip would twitch every time he felt that twinge of love between us. I watched his eyes darken, the way his jaw would flex, and how he’d bite down on his bottom lip when he’d get close. Then I watched the way his hips would flex when he’d pound into me, going deeper and deeper, faster and faster until I was falling apart and couldn’t keep my eyes open any longer. We both came undone, and he collapsed against me to catch his breath.
We gotto our hotel in Miami, Florida, around two Friday morning. I was tired, but too amped up to sleep. I needed a little quiet time to calm down before sleep would take me.
Roman poured us both glasses of wine, and we climbed into the jetted tub in the bathroom. He sat across from me with my foot in his hand, gently massaging as I sipped my wine. He dug the pad of his thumbs into the arch of my foot, dragging them from heel to toe.
I leaned back, resting my head against the tub as my eyes fell closed. I felt softness at my pinky toe that felt like his lips, so I opened my eyes to see. His dark eyes met mine, and I watched as he kissed the side of my pinky toe. My stomach tightened as he sucked the toe into his mouth. He ran his tongue around it again and again, surprising me by how much I liked it. It tickled, but not in an annoying way. More like when you have an itch you can’t scratch.
He kissed his way across the ball of my foot, from my pinky toe to the arch, and then he kissed higher. He worked his way up my calf to my knee. His hands were moving up my leg, massaging the muscles. I wasn’t sure whether he was trying to help me relax or get me going.
“If this is you trying to help me relax, it’s not working,” I told him softly.
The corner of his mouth twitched, but he didn’t smile.
“I figured if you couldn’t relax your way to sleep, I could just make you come until you didn’t have any energy left to stay awake.”
My face heated at his words. “What did you want to do to me?”
He twisted and reached for a folded towel he’d placed in the corner of the tub. Unfolding it, there were two small black items that he’d hidden there. One of the black items looked like a remote control. The other was egg-shaped with a loop at the end. He took the egg and turned back toward me.
“What’s that?”
“This is just a toy. Do you want to play?” His eyes darkened on mine.
I nodded, my cheeks warm again. I’d never used anything ever, and the fact that he was offering made my heart rate kick up.
“I thought you would,” he replied, reaching beneath the water. His hand grabbed my inner thigh and massaged its way to the junction between my legs. He ran his thumb back and forth across my clit before dipping his finger inside me.
He circled and rubbed until I was ready to explode, then he slipped the black egg-shaped toy into me.
I gasp, my body tensing.
“Relax, baby,” he murmured. “You’ll like this. Promise.”
It felt strange and different since the only thing I’d ever had inside me was him. I wasn’t sure how it was going to be fun until the thing vibrated inside of me. I quickly jumped, grabbed the edges of the tub, and sprang forward. I found him resting at the opposite end with the remote in his hand.
He had a sexy smirk on his face “What do you think?”
“It’s a little jolting,” I panted.
He chuckled. “Lie back and relax. Let me handle this, OK?”
I swallowed hard and stared back at him, feeling like I had a live wire in my chest.
“Sasha,” he said my name softly. “Do you trust me?”
I nodded and lay back for him.
I would always trust him.
THIRTY-TWO
ROMAN
Ididn’t fuck her.
Instead, I made her come for me four times before her body was so limp and weak that I had to carry her to bed.
The egg vibrator was a huge success, and I was feeling pretty damn smug about it, especially when she’d clung to me, begging me for my cock even though she could barely keep her eyes open as I tucked her into our bed.
