I turned my head to talk to him from over my shoulder. “We could be.”
“Ready to retire to the room already?”
I spun back around, draping my arms over his shoulder. A lazy smile tugged at my lips as I shook my head. “Maybe we could find some privacy out here.”
His brows lifted. “Are you suggesting what I think you’re suggesting?”
I shrugged. “When else are we going to have a chance like this? Getting caught here is risky, but getting caught at home…That’s just asking for trouble.”
“Maybe I don’t want to get caught at all.”
My brows knitted together.
He squeezed my hips, causing my dress to pull up slightly. “I don’t even want to risk someone seeing you like that. Just thinking about someone watching you, or fuck, taking pictures or videos to post online…” He shook his head. “I’d kill someone.” He moved in, trailing kisses up my throat.
My head fell back as a smile tugged at my lips.
“So protective,” I teased. “I thought you were the type to push a woman’s panties to the side so you could fuck her that much faster. I thought you were the kind of guy who would bend over a stranger in a public bathroom, fuck her against the wall in the back alley.”
He chuckled. “I’m not saying that I haven’t done those things. I have.” He pulled back and looked into my eyes as his hands moved up to cup my face. “I just don’t want to be that person with you. You mean too much for me to treat you like you’re disposable.”
I knew that his words were supposed to make me feel special, and they did—in a way—but mostly, they made me jealous. He was everything to me. I wanted to be everything to him. I wanted to be the woman he gave his heart to. I wanted to be the woman he built a life with. But I also wanted to be the woman he could be himself with, and that side of him was still there, even if his physical needs were being met in the privacy of our bedroom.
“What is it?” he asked, noticing my hesitation.
“I want all of you,” I told him.
His brows furrowed. “You have all of me.”
I shook my head gently. “No, I don’t. Not if you’re keeping that side of yourself hidden away from me.”
His hands fell from my face. “Are you seriously mad that I don’t want to treat you like some whore I picked up in a bar?”
I crossed my arms over my chest. “I’m notmadabout it. I’m just…”
“What?” he asked, now looking more amused than angry.
“I want everything, Roman. I want everything you gave all those other women, and I want everything you didn’t. I. Want. It. All.”
He gently shook his head as he ran his tongue over his lips. “I can’t believe I’m even considering this.”
I smiled, seeing that I was about to get my way.
“If we do this, you can’t get mad about how cold I am, or how differently I treat you. It really is like you’re asking me to show you an entirely different person. Do you understand that?”
I nodded. “I understand.”
“And you’re okay with it? You’re sure this is what you want?”
I let my arms fall away from my chest, and I nodded.
“Fine.” He grabbed my hand and pulled me toward the sidewalk. I was expecting him to take me inside to the bar’s restroom, but instead, he started leading me down the sidewalk that wrapped around the hotel and down to the start of the beach. I didn’t ask where he was taking me. I just followed his every step as we moved around to the backside of the hotel.
There was a privacy fence that came off a section of the building. Based on the smell, it was concealing a dumpster. I spun around to face him, expecting him to let me pull him down for a kiss, but before I could even reach him, he gripped a handful of my hair, and he turned me so my back was to him. He stepped forward, pinning me between the fence and his chest. With his mouth at my ear, he said, “Remember, you asked for this.”
I nodded and swallowed thickly.
His arms moved around me, and his hands cupped my breasts. He squeezed them as he kissed my neck. I rolled my head to the side as my eyes fell closed, exposing more of my throat to him. He continued to kiss his way to my ear as his hands moved to my hips, his fingers working my dress higher and higher until he could reach up under it. His fingers dipped between my legs, where he began applying gentle pressure to my clit from over my panties. He moved his finger in a circular motion, bringing my body to life.
