My oversensitive pussy is gushing, and I feel how wet he is making me. My thighs are slick, and the sounds that our bodies are making turn me on more.
I have always loved dirty sex when reading it in books, even though I’ve never had it in real life, until now.
“Shit, you feel so good, Nell. Tight, wet, and warm pussy just for me. I can feel how creamy you are; come for me, baby. Fucking soak us both.”
His words bring my already heightened arousal even higher and I come with the next thrust. I cry out his name, the sound mixed with his growls and grunts and the sound of skin slapping against skin.
“Fuck, that’s it. Squeeze my cock, baby. Oh fuck.” Then he is coming, his body coiled tight.
He lets go of my hands, and the need to touch him is overwhelming. Settling each hand on his back, I relish in the sweaty skin of the man who just fucked me silly.
Catching his breath, Romeo rolls off me, pulling me with him. My breathing is heavy, my body alight with bliss from my climax.
Closing my eyes, I settle against him, but it is short-lived.
“Let me get rid of this and clean you up.”
I watch with rapt attention as he walks around the bed and into the bathroom to clean up. When he emerges, he has a damp cloth in his hand and with his eyes on me, he cleans between my legs.
Oh fuck, there goes another piece of my heart for him. I knew this would happen.
Romeo can’t be this sweet to me and expect me not to catch feelings for him.
Closing my eyes, I roll onto my side, curling up into a ball, when I feel him slip back into bed.
“What are we doing, Romeo?” My voice is small and I hate the sudden change in me.
His arms go around me, pulling me closer to his body. I unravel my legs and link them with his.
“I don’t know, babe.” He sighs. “But I like what this is.”
“I do, too.”
I snuggle in deeper, and he chuckles.
“You like to snuggle after sex, huh?” I pinch his side, making him laugh harder.
“No, you just fucked me good. I am exhausted and after today, I was already mentally drained.”
“I am sorry about what she said. My uncle will take care of it. I want you to enjoy your time here with me, Nell.”
“I should never have let her words get to me. Bullies were an ingrained part of my life growing up because I was not a size six like the other girls in my class. Add in the fact that my hair is not straight and blonde like Barbie. Over time, I fell in love with my body; college made me see things differently. I was lucky that the people I was in college with were not mean girls, so I found a path that I loved.”
“Like that for you, babe.” He trails his fingers over my bare shoulder, while his other hand grips my thigh, keeping it across his abs.
“I think being around people who did not judge me helped. It was easy for me to fall for Keith. Good lord, I wish I could tell my younger self to run for the hills when I saw him.” I chuckle. “Did you know that I was not heartbroken when we split? Thingswere bad between us for a while, so it was a huge relief when we divorced.”
“He is a prick for doing what he did. He is not a man. A man should worship his woman.”
“Is that what you would do?” The question slips free before I can stop it.
His body tenses for a second before he relaxes back into the bed. What does that mean? Why did he tense up?
This man confuses me.
“For the right woman. Yes,” is all he says.
We lull into a quiet moment, and my eyes begin to droop, my tiredness rearing its head. My body becomes heavy, and before I can say anything else, sleep takes me under.
