“I’m pretty sure I’ll get assassinated for smothering you,” I reply, shaking my head.
“Thendon’tsmother me. Come on, I’m hungry.”
I huff out a surprised laugh, but keep myself up onmy knees, hands braced on the headboard to keep my balance.
“Rome, this isn’t going to work.”
“Eloise, look at me.”
I drop my chin and look down at him. His hands drift up and down my thighs soothingly.
“Christ, this is one amazing fucking view.” He swallows hard. “Baby, I want to taste you. I’m telling you to sit this absolutely breathtaking pussy on my fucking mouth.Now.”
“But I’m?—”
“If you say anything other than perfect, I won’t let you come.” His eyes flash up at me. “You’re perfect, firefly. If I wanted you any more than I already do, I’d spontaneously combust. Now, be a good girl and lower yourself down for me.”
I take a steadying breath, then squat over him. Rome cups my ass cheeks as he feasts on me, stealing my breath away.
Holy God, I’m going to die.
It’s a good thing I can hold this headboard because I’m quite sure Rome just sucked my soul out of my body. I can’t stop myself from rocking over him as he licks my clit with just the perfect pressure. When he presses two fingers inside me, I start to see stars.
“Rome,” I mutter, thrashing my head from side to side. “Please.”
His fingers move faster, and then they shift, and it feels like every muscle in my body is shuddering. I can’t control the shaking in my legs.
“Oh God. I’m going to fall.”
He chuckles, but his arms are like bands around my hips now, keeping me in place, and he doesn’t stop.
I try to lift, but he’s too strong.
All I can do is succumb to this incredible orgasm, and before I’ve had the opportunity to catch my breath, Rome slips out from under me and pushes into me from behind, making me cry out again.
“God, you’re so goddamnbeautiful,” he growls against my ear as he thrusts into me, harder and harder, setting a punishing rhythm I can’t get enough of. “You taste like sunshine. Your skin is the softest silk, and the noises you make drive me out of my fucking mind.”
His words, his hard cock, and that metal in the tip shove me right over into another climax that has tears streaming down my cheeks.
“Fuuuuuuck,” he groans. “Your pussy was made for me, baby.”
He presses his mouth to my spine, and then he’s coming apart. I can feel rope after rope of hot cum splashing inside me. I’m surrounded by him, and I love it.It’s so surreal.Mind-blowing that I bring this man to orgasm through my own.How is that possible?
We’re panting, sweating, and a complete mess when Rome finally pulls out of me, and I collapse onto my stomach.
Holy fuck.
“Come on, I’ll clean us up,” he says, catching his breath.
“It’s okay. I’m gonna just lie here.” I wave a hand inthe air, and he laughs. But then I’m airborne and being carried to the bathroom.
“When did you get pierced?” I ask as he sets me on the vanity and turns on the water. As it warms, he grabs a washcloth, then leans in to press his lips to mine. I can taste myself there, but it doesn’t bother me at all.
“A long-ass time ago. Fifteen years easy.” He gets the cloth wet, then gets to work cleaning me up before he does the same for himself. “And before you ask, yeah, it hurt.”
“I wasn’t even going to ask becauseduh.Of course, it did.”
He kisses my forehead before tossing the cloth in a hamper. “You like it.”
