“You’re drunk,” I whispered against his lips.
“So? My dick still works,” he replied, capturing my mouth once again. He moved his fingers between my legs, rubbing circles around my clit. I didn’t know what was going on betweenus, but his touch warmed me like I knew it always would. The second he knew he could slide inside me, he did. I sank lower and lower down his massive cock.
“That’s it,” he whispered, urging me to rock against him. He kissed my chin, his lips moving up my jaw to my ear. “I want you to remember this, Sasha. Remember how perfectly we fit together.”
I didn’t stop moving against him, but I did lean back enough that I could look into his eyes. “Why are you saying these things?”
“I want you always to remember how I feel inside you.”
“I could never forget,” I whispered.
He let out a growl as he grabbed my hips and stood, pressing my back to the wall. His mouth slammed down on mine, and he kissed me hard and fast as his hips thrusted into me with speed and force.
“You feel so fucking good on my dick, baby.” He scraped his teeth against my neck. “Fuck, I’ve never felt this way about anyone before.”
And right then, I realized what was happening, why he was pulling back, why he was pushing me away. He realized that he had fallen in love with me, and he didn’t know what to do with that. In his mind, his heart would always belong to my sister. He didn’t think he could love anyone else. And once he realized it, everything unraveled.
I cupped his face between my hands, and I stared into his eyes. “Roman, I love you.”
He closed his eyes and shook his head. “No, you don’t. You deserve more than I could ever offer you.”
“Look at me, Roman.”
His hips went still, and he opened his eyes. I saw nothing but sadness, pain, anger, and regret.
“I love you.”
“Stop fucking saying that. That’s not what this is.” He put me on my feet and pulled away. I stood speechless as I watched him climb out of the shower.
I quickly turned off the water and chased him across the bathroom as he dried off.
“Why are you doing this? Why are you acting this way?”
“We can’t fucking do this. We can’t be together.” His jaw shook.
“We’ve been together for the last month. Why are you saying this now?”
“We were fooling ourselves into thinking it could work, but it can’t.”
I wrapped a towel around myself. “Why can’t it?”
“How can a relationship work when we can’t even go out in public together unless we’re halfway around the country?”
My mouth fell open, but no words came out. I suddenly felt exhausted. I knew it didn’t matter what I said to him because he was destined to win, or determined to punish himself, however he wanted to look at it.
“How do you think your parents are going to feel about this?”
“I already told you. I don’t care how they feel about it.”
He shook his head, but for the first time since we’d been back home, he didn’t look sad or upset. He looked amused, the corners of his mouth turning up into a smirk.
“Fine, then think about this.” He stepped toward me. “Do you really want to go through life explaining to people how we met? Do you really want people to know that I was married to your older sister? That I fucked her until she wasn’t alive anymore and then I moved on to little sis once she was of age?” He shook his head. “Do you want to attend Sophia’s high school graduation with everyone thinking you’re her mom, only to have to tell them that you’re really her aunt who’s been riding her daddy’s dick since big sis has been gone? People will look at uslike we’re some fucked-up incest family. Let’s face it, Sasha. We had our fun, but this can’t go on. You were a fun lay, and I did enjoy tearing your virginity from your body, but that’s all this was. Me helping you out.”
Anger filled me from the tips of my toes to the top of my head. All I could see was red. “Fuck you, Roman.”
That smirk got wider. “You already did.”
I felt the tears sting my eyes, but I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of seeing them fall. I shoved past him, bashing my shoulder against his as I headed for the door. I didn’t look back. I opened the bathroom door and slammed it closed behind me. I marched across his bedroom and made a mad dash for mine.
