“And that scared you?”
She traced around her belly button, and I licked my lips, imagining my mouth on her body.
“I have a past, Ro… as you’re starting to see. You might think you know me after a few weeks, but you have no idea. I was scared what you’d think if you knew what I’d done, butalso, no one sticks around for me. No one who loved me stayed. Mum died, Tony went to prison and refused to see me. People I thought should love me used that to hurt me… I was scared you’d do the same.”
Her honesty stung because, while I did love her, it came with secrets, conditions. Maybe she was right to walk away.
“Get into bed. Let’s sleep. You’re right, we can talk tomorrow. About all of it.”
Her expression crumbled, and she wrapped her arms around her body with a vulnerability I wasn’t expecting from this version of her.
“You don’t want me?”
I scoffed. “I always want you, Hana. It wasn’t me who ended things.”
“Can I take it back? You can use a safe word to pause, right? What if I meant it as a pause?” I stared at her, unsure what to say. I wasn’t convinced I was using my common sense right now, or if my cock was doing the thinking, and he couldn’t be trusted to make the right decision.
“Hana, tonight has been… a lot,” I said, as if that would answer her question. I didn’t know what was going on or who this version of Hana was, and I wasn’t sure how I felt about any of this, but then she dropped her gaze, looking up at me through her long, dark lashes, and said a sentence I knew I couldn’t say no to.
“Please, Roman, let me show you how much I want you.”
44
HANA
I wassure he’d say no. With the things I’d done to him tonight, it was a wonder he’d want to speak to me again, let alone have sex with me, but my body ached for him, and I knew it wouldn’t settle until his cock was buried deep inside me.
“Get on your knees.” His gravelly voice was tinged with anger, and my body lit up like fireworks on New Year’s Eve. I lowered myself slowly. “Crawl to me.”
I moaned softly at the idea as I dropped forwards onto my hands. It wasn’t far, but the hard surface against my knees and the feeling of his eyes on me had my thighs slick with arousal by the time I came to stop at his feet.
He reached down with his free hand, cradling my chin and lifting my face to look at him. “This is fucked up, you know. I taped your hands up, and now you have me handcuffed to the bed. I don’t think this is how most people do dating.”
He squeezed my cheeks hard, so I couldn’t do anything but offer him a slight nod. “I might be restrained, but you’re going to do exactly what I say. Understood?” I nodded again. “And tomorrow, we talk. I’m so fucking angry with you, little menace, but you’re lucky that I’m into rage fucking, and I’ve done nothing but dream about being inside your sweet pussy again.”
I let out a sigh of relief, my body sagging because he was not only giving me what I needed, he was also taking control of everything, and that settled the ache in my chest that had become chasm-like since the photo of Tony pinged into my phone.
He let go of me and leaned back on his free hand. “Take my clothes off.”
I moved quickly, undoing his belt and jeans. He lifted his hips so I could ease them down, taking his boxers with them. My eyes stayed locked on his cock as I pulled them off completely, licking my lips at how engorged and angry it looked, precum already leaking from the slit.
Needing to touch him, I raked my fingers up and down his thighs, pressing kisses along the red marks they left in their wake.
“You’re really not going to uncuff me?”
I shook my head.
“It makes it hard for me to do what I want to you, so you’re going to have to help.”
My lips curled into a half smile. “What would you like me to do?”
“I want to see how wet you are. Put two fingers inside yourself.” My cheeks heated, but I moved back a little and knelt up, widening my hips as I reached down and pushed two fingers slowly inside myself, my eyes fixed on Roman’s. His pupils dilated as he watched, the striking blue almost vanishing behind the black.
I groaned, my head tilting back a little, my hair teasing my back in a ghost-like caress.
“Are you wet for me, little menace?”
“Yes.”
