He looked like a god, his tattoos dancing in the moonlight shining in through the still open window. His muscles flexed as he began thrusting again, his eyes bright and fixed on me with such intensity I had to close mine for a second, but my need to see him was too much and they popped open again, just as he turned his face to my calf, pressing a kiss there with reverence while he fucked me like he wanted to break me in half.
I braced my hands above my head, my breasts bouncing as he brought me to another orgasm just as intense as the first.
Roman swore and tilted his head back before his movements became less coordinated, and his cock swelled inside me, sharpening that edge of pain I liked to my already aching pussy.
Fucking into me one more time, he ground his hips, his pubic bone driving against my clit, setting off my third orgasm at the same time as he found his release. He came deep inside me with a guttural growl that would be embedded in my memory forevermore as the hottest sound I’d ever heard, just before he collapsed onto the bed next to me, manoeuvring me so he could keep his still half-hard cock inside me.
Silence filtered into the room, our panting breaths the only sound as Roman cupped my cheek and brought my face to his, kissing me slowly and deeply, exploring my mouth with his tongue like he had all the time in the world.
I sank into it, my already boneless body melting from the attention.
Within minutes, his cock was hard again, and he rocked back and forth, forcing our combined cum to leak out of me at an alarming rate.
I slapped his chest playfully, and he finally broke away, staring down at me. “Does that thing ever go down?” I joked.
“It’s the first action he’s had in years, so I think he’s allowed to make the most of it.”
His words about me being worth the wait popped back into my head, but before I could ask him, he rolled onto his back until I was straddling this giant, tattooed man, and all conversation was forgotten as he fucked me into oblivion again.
28
ROMAN
I tracedmy finger down the centre of her forehead, over her nose and lips, and then up along her jaw, repeating the pattern. Hana had been asleep for a couple of hours, but I was still riding a high from the best sex I’d ever had and couldn’t stop touching her. The fact that she was here, in person, and in my bed was still unbelievable.
A contented sigh slipped from my lips as she groaned. “That’s really annoying, Ro,” she mumbled sleepily.
“Sorry. I’m just taking you in.”
“Stalker.” She popped one eye open. “I can trust you, can’t I?” I hated the hint of concern in her tone.
I brought my mouth close to her ear. “More than anyone else in the world.”
When I eased back, she’d opened both eyes and was looking at me with a perplexed expression on her face. “You’re so intense. Has anyone ever told you that?”
“Nope,” I told her honestly. “But then, I’ve never been like this with anyone else.”
She shifted onto her side, the sheets slipping, exposing her breasts as her hair fell over her face. I pushed it back before shecould, my fingers lingering before they traced down her exposed shoulder and arm.
“You say the strangest things. It always sounds like you’ve known me forever.”
I ignored her comment because what could I say without telling her everything, and this moment was too perfect to ruin.
“Do you feel better?”
“Hhmm?”
“When you came over earlier, you said you wanted to forget. Did I help?”
Despite the low light in my room, I could see the blush spreading up her neck onto her cheeks. “It did. It had been a day, and well, the orgasms helped.” She dropped her gaze, but I was having none of it, pressing my fingers below her chin and tilting her head back up.
“Don’t be embarrassed. Tonight was amazing. Everything was perfect.”
“Because you’ve not had sex for a while?” she asked, sounding like she didn’t believe me. “How can someone who looks like you not be getting it all the time?”
I nudged my foot through her calves, entwining our legs together, my cock hardening so quickly it was like it was controlled by a switch. “I was waiting for the right woman.”
She scoffed, her bratty side making an appearance. “Oh, and that was me?”
