Page 231 of Star Crossed Skates


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“Good. Because I’m going to make this one last.”

He works me slowly with his fingers. Building the pressure. Getting me close then backing off. Over and over until I’m trembling and desperate.

“Romeo, please?—”

“Breathe. Deep breath in.”

I obey.

“Hold it... now let it out slowly.”

The controlled breathing somehow makes everything more intense.

“That’s it. Take it.” His other hand slides up my back, over my shoulder, up to my throat. “You trust me?”

“Yes.”

I feel him position himself at my entrance. Then he’s pushing in slowly and the angle is so deep like this, so intense, and his hand is on my throat and I can’t see him and it’s overwhelming.

He starts moving. Slow at first, then deeper, harder.

“This is what I wanted.” His hand on my throat tightens slightly, so it’s barely gentle pressure. “Having you completely at my mercy.”

I can’t speak. Can only feel.

His other hand slides around and finds my clit. Starts working me in time with his thrusts.

“You’re mine, aren’t you?” His voice is rough. “Say it.”

“I’m yours.”

“Damn right.” He leans down, his chest against my back, mouth at my ear. “And I’m going to have all of you eventually. Every way possible. Every. Single. Part.”

Oh. That. My whole body tenses.

“Tonight?” Between his hand on my throat and what he just admitted my voice comes out barely above a squeak.

“No, baby,” he says quickly, pressing a kiss to my shoulder. “Tonight’s about the five goals. But later. When we’re home. When we have time to do it right. I want everything with you. Every first. Every way I can have you.”

The possessiveness in his voice makes me clench around him and he groans.

“Is that—would that be a first?” he asks carefully.

“Yes.”

“Fuck.” His grip tightens, he’s slowed down a bit, processing this bit of information. “You’d let me be your first?”

“Only you,” Imanage.

“Jesus Christ, Juliette.” He sounds wrecked. “You can’t say things like that when I’m trying not to come.”

“Then come. Please, I want to feel it.”

“Not yet. You first. Always you first.” His fingers work faster. “Come on, JuJu. One more. Give me one more and I’ll give you everything.”

His hand finds my clit again and he doesn’t tease this time. Just works me steadily while thrusting hard and deep.

“Come for me. Right now.”