Abigail grabbed his hand, pulled him out of the main room, and he didn’t fight her this time.
The music felt loud, and there were people milling in the hallway.One of the rooms was taken, and she was pretty sure what was going on inside there wasn’t legal, at least not in a public place.
She made her way down the hall and pulled him inside a quiet room.It had what looked like a conference table.
“What is the problem?”Abigail asked.
“That’s the first time you’ve seen Bradley, isn’t it?”
“Yeah, and?”
“Did it bring up any feelings?Are you wanting to call this off?”
She frowned and looked at him, and that was when it suddenly occurred to her what was happening here.“Are you jealous?”
“Don’t be absurd.”
“But you are.That’s why you’re acting this way.You think I want to get back with that cheating asshole?”she asked, pointing toward the door.
“You were with him for three years.”
“And they were the most miserable of my life.”She put her hands to her head.“I don’t even know how we were still together.He never wanted to celebrate my success.He only ever told me I was dumb and wouldn’t amount to anything, while he had the college education and was going to make partner one day, and that I needed to support him.He’d be the one to give us a better life, and I was a waste of space.”
“What?”Roman asked.
“You think I want to get back to him?Seeing him cheating on me fucking sucked because trust me, no woman wants to see that, but I was so glad because I could finally get rid of him.I didn’t want to see him tonight, and trust me, it has not brought anything up.”She moved toward him and put her hands on his shirt, under his tuxedo jacket.“But you’re jealous?”
She stroked her fingers across his stomach, and he reached out, cupping her cheek, but then slid his hand back to grab her neck and pull her in close.
“I don’t like to think of any man close to you.You’re mine, Abi.”
He slammed his lips down on hers, and she melted against him.It felt so good to have his lips on hers.
All day she hadn’t been able to get that conversation out of her mind.The one where he wanted her to break her rules.She didn’t want to keep putting barriers up.
He spun her around and pressed her up against the wall.Lifting her leg, he ran his hand up her thigh, and when he found she wasn’t wearing any panties, they both moaned.
“Did you go this way for me?”
“I wore panties but Sharleene said they interfered with the curves of the dress.”
“Fuck me, you are perfect.You know that, right?”
“I don’t want Brad, I just want you.Please, Roman, fuck me.”
He lifted her up, and she reached for his pants, sliding open the zipper, easing out his cock, and then they lined up, and she sunk down on his length, and they both cried out.The pleasure was intense.
Inch by inch, he sunk inside her, and she loved that they no longer had to worry about condoms.She loved feeling his naked cock sliding inside her, and she loved how he watched his seed spilling from her pussy.There was never a dull moment with Roman.
It scared her how close she was starting to feel to him.This was magical between them, and no one was going to be able to take that away from them.
****
Roman put his handsover Abigail’s eyes and turned her to face one of his favorite places.
The gala the previous night had been a whirlwind.They fucked in the conference room, and then, knowing his cum was spilling down her leg, they mingled for the auction.He took her in the back of the limo, and then back at his apartment, where he made love to her long into the night.He made her watch as he fed her his cock.
Now, he asked her if she’d like to know one of his secrets.Abigail had never seen him dressed in jeans and a flannel shirt before, but that was how he was dressed.
