“I don’t talk to him much. I have no doubt he knows what’s going on and knowing how much of an asshole my dad can be, he would say it was my own doing for the life I chose to lead.”
“But if you have the skills, he can’t be mad,” Roman offered and while the thought was sweet, this was my dad and he never saw things like that.
“My only brother works for Marcell, trust me, the last thing my dad wanted, with skills or not, was for a precious daughter to help out. But normally, I stay away from anything dangerous. This, given my family’s involvement, is truly a first for me.”
Once he was done, I grabbed the dishes again, dancing my way to the kitchen, a normal habit for me, but the low groan from behind me told me that I wasn’t the only one happy by that.
“Do you mind finishing up, Roman? I’m tired, and a long soak in that big tub sounds amazing.”
I grinned to myself as he closed his eyes for a second before nodding.
“You do that. I’ll lock up. Good night, Saranna.”
“Night.”
I waved as I walked by him, still dancing to some random beat in my head. Once in my bathroom, I stripped everything off and turned on the water, glad to see some soothing salts, but not wanting to know why they were in there.
After it filled, I sank low into the tub, letting the water soothe me. The day had been long, sure. The worry was also keeping a knot in my shoulders, but none of that was the part that kept running through my head.
Nope, it was the things Roman had said and the way he groaned.
And growled.
God, that growl went straight through, making me light up and there wasn’t a thing I could do about it.
I glanced down at the cooling water, finally giving up the fight of my body, thinking that my hormones really were taking over and thinking of that man had only intensified my need. Still naked and wet, I laid down on my bed, grabbed my faithful toy, and slipped it into an already wet pussy.
I moaned as the buzz found my clit, stimulating it even more.
Like this, I knew I could come so quickly, there was no way I was fighting it off. And if he heard? So what?
I arched upward as I pulled the toy out, only to slowly sink it again, moaning even louder.
I was lost to where I was or who was around. I was just focused on finding my pleasure, my release
I cried out yet again as the buzzing increased, pushing me closer to the edge. I licked my lips as I pumped it faster and harder into me, the sounds of my wetness making me even more turned on.
I screamed as I came, soaking the toy and the bed, and I let out a whimper, only to sit up as the pounding started on my door.
“Put that fucking thing away before I break the door down and give you a piece of myself!”
Chapter 8
Roman
Two days!
Two whole fucking days!
Two days, that’s it.
Just two damn days in this place with her.
And guess what?
She was driving me fucking crazy.
Not because she was being herself, which already drives me bonkers.
