As soon as I say the words, he is on me.
His mouth is pressed against mine, his hands tightening around my body like he is afraid I will float away.
My body feels like it is on fire, like lava is running through my blood.
Romeo makes me feel sexy and alive.
“God, you feel good in my hands, but I want you naked.” He is kissing down my jaw, and across my neck, nipping, sucking, and licking at my skin, pulling needy whines from me.
“Been dreaming about seeing all of you since the first time I felt your body pressed against mine,” he says in between kisses.
His words intensify my need for him, as his lips keep exploring my body.
Even with me on his lap, Romeo stands with zero effort, taking me with him. I yelp, making him chuckle against my neck before he bites down on the skin, and I moan deep in my throat.
“Fuck, I want to hear that again but when my tongue is deep in your pussy.” I nod, all thought stolen from my Romeo-induced fog right now.
We reach the bed, and Romeo lays me down, my earlier upset forgotten as this man looks like he wants to eat me alive and treasure me all in one swoop.
I have read many romance novels, and I just have to pray that after all this amazing hot crazy sex and sweetness coming from him that he does not hurt me like the main male characters do to the women in the books I read.
Romeo strips from his clothes, my mouth popping open at the stunning sight before me. I knew he was ripped from the time at the pool, but seeing his thick cock jutting out from his body with that slight upward curve, I know it will hit the spot.
Oh, yay me.
“Fuck me.”
“That’s the plan, baby.” He smirks, moving closer to the bed. “You are wearing too many clothes, Miss. Bana. I think I need to do something about that.”
Before he can touch me, I sit up, pulling my top off and removing my bra, then I lie back down, shimmying out of my shorts and panties.
“Eager much,” he quips with a grin.
“Have you seen you? I am going to take every opportunity to have you before this ends.” I spread my legs and wait.
Even as I say the words, my stomach sinks a little, but I need to protect myself from what might happen. Romeo has stated that he’s not one to settle down, so his words right now may mean nothing to him when we get home.
He stares at me, his gaze moving over my body, taking in every inch.
“I know I do not look like the other women that you have slept with or dated, but I am proud of my body. Yes, I carry a bitmore meat than most of them, but here I am, ready and willing, so it is up to you, Romeo De Massy.”
His burning gaze comes up to meet mine. “You are fucking sexy and I want to devour every fucking inch of you, baby. You are beyond perfect and you will not let anyone tell you otherwise.”
He moves like lightning speed, pressing his face into my pussy, his tongue making contact with my clit, sending me arching off the bed in ecstasy.
“Oh God,” I pant. His tongue is doing wicked things to me, making my pussy flood with arousal.
My fingers curl into his hair, holding him to me while he fucks me with his tongue.
Damn, he is good at that.
I breathe his name, gasping when he sucks hard on me.
My body is hot.
My mind is focused on him.
As he looks up at me, I bring my gaze to meet his, and I see heat, the intense look of lust and desire in his eyes.
