He wants this.
He wants me.
His mouth leaves me, his lips glistening with my juices “Come in my mouth, baby. Fucking flood me.” He latches back onto my clit, inserting two fingers into me and starts pumping.
“OH, YES,” I cry out as my orgasm slams into me.
My body goes tight, my head thrashing back and forth, riding out such in intense feeling. My ex never once made me feel like this; he was a selfish lover.
“That was fucking beyond words, baby,” Romeo says, slipping up my body, his fingers still slowly moving inside of me.
“Yep,” I agree, not able to find more articulate words.
“Need to fuck you, Nell. Want to feel your pussy come around my cock like you did my fingers.”
“Yes.” His eyes are dark, his lips swollen and looking juicy, so I lean up needing a taste of him. We kiss, tongues toying with each other in my mouth. I can taste myself on him, and I moan.
“Condom,” I whisper.
Romeo looks me in the eyes, and for a split second, I expect him to tell me no, but he nods, reaching for one in the top drawer of the bedside table. While he rolls it on, thoughts tumble through my head.
Why would he have some in there already? Unless…
I stop my thoughts. No, I cannot think about him wanting to hook up with someone after bringing me here.
“Hey, I lost you. Where did you go?” His questions bring me back to the now, but his voice sends shivers through me.
Deep, rich, and full of want.
Damn, that sounds like a coffee commercial.
“No, I am good.” I force a smile, but Romeo being who he is, is not buying my brush off.
“Try that again.” He gently taps the side of my butt cheek.
My hands are still on his side, and my thumbs brush over his skin, loving the feel of him.
“Why do you have condoms in there?”
A smile breaks across his handsome face, then he leans down, kissing me. I feel the head of his cock lined up, ready to strike like a cobra in the wild.
“I was hoping that this would happen. With you, not any other woman, if that is what you were thinking.”
“Oh.”
“Yeah, ‘Oh.’ Can I fuck my woman now?”
“Oh, yes, please.”
He doesn’t smile, or chuckle, he just growls and slams into me, not giving me a second to take back my begging.
My hands go to his neck, and I hang on for dear life while he fucks me fast and hard, but Romeo has other ideas. He reachesfor my hands, holding them above my head, stretching me out for him.
He dips his head, sucking on one of my nipples, biting and tugging at the bud, and making me cry out his name.
The bed shakes with every thrust.
He fucks me hard, fast, and dirty. I fucking love it.
