She steps into me, works her hands into my boxers, and nudges them over my hips and down my legs.
“Same,” she whispers and drags her hands over my abs and up my chest. “I know you can be a brutal man, but you’re only ever so good to me.”
“That will never change.” I frame her face and lower my lips to hers, gently brushing them back and forth before I remove the black lace from her body, then lift her and lay her on the bed. “I will never let you go, Eloise.”
She smiles softly and pushes her fingers into my hair. “Good. I plan to stay right here. With you. For as long as you’ll let me.”
Forever.She’s staying for-fucking-ever. That’s what I mean when I say I’ll never let her leave.
I nibble my way down her chest and over to each perfect breast. Her tits are magnificent. They fit in my hands like they were made for me, and her pink nipples pucker beautifully when I brush my tongue over them.
Her legs scissor, and her breath hitches, making me smile.
“I have to deny you one orgasm,” I remind her. Her eyes snap open, and she stares at me in horror.
“I thought you were kidding.”
With a wolfish grin, I shake my head. “I never joke about that. It’s one of my favorite things.”
“Making me suffer makes you happy?”
“Not suffer.” I shake my head and kiss down to her navel. “Yearn.” I kiss that belly button. “Need.” Drag my tongue around it in a circle. “I want to push you right to the edge and bring you back down again.”
“That sounds horrible.”
I chuckle and spread her legs, opening her wide for me, and shake my head as I take her in. She’s already so wet, her pink pussy swollen and practically begging me to fuck her.
“Christ, you’re gorgeous.”
I wrap my arms around her thighs, hold her down with one arm over her lower stomach, andfeast.
Her back tries to bow off the bed, but I hold firm, and her hands immediately sink into my hair, holding on tight.
“Oh God,” she moans.
I circle my tongue around her clit, and down through her lips, already swollen with desire. She’sso wet,and I lap at her, wanting every single drop.
“Rome. God, I love it when you do that.”
I know.
Pressing two fingers inside her, I look up and watch as her mouth opens and her bright emerald eyes meet mine.
“You’re perfect,” I tell her. “So fucking perfect.”
The way she responds to me is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. She doesn’t go through the motions just for the sake of it. She’s genuine. Her sounds, the way her body moves, everything is because she needs this, not because she’s trying to impress me or wants something from me.
She’s such a fucking breath of fresh air.
Her walls start to quiver around my fingers. Her thigh muscles tighten under my arms, and just as she’s about to lose it, I pull away entirely.
She tries to cover herself with her own hand to get herself off, but I move fast, capturing her wrists and boost up over her.
“No.”
“Rome—”
“No.” Careful not to wrench her left shoulder, I press just her right arm over her head and the other one flat at her side, restraining her. “You’ll come when I say you can come, Eloise, and not a second before. You’re not in charge here.”
