Eddie’s still between us with every single ache.
And I hate it.
‘Say my name,’ I plead, pulling back a little so I can see Maggie’s face as I thrust into her.
‘Roman,’ she moans, dragging her nails down my arms. The sound of my name on her lips makes my balls tense. More. I need more.
‘Say it again,’ I growl. ‘Say my name.’
She does. Louder this time as I graze a thumb over her swollen clit. And then again, when I jerk my hips hard enough to steal her breath.
It’s been so long since a lovely woman called me my real name in bed. So long since I heard it in that guttural lust-drunk plea.
I lose control, flipping her over and entering her hard from behind. Pulling her up to my chest, I sink my face into her damp curls.
‘Oh God,’ she moans, the new position letting me sink even deeper into her. It’ll never be deep enough. I wantallof her.
This weird girl.
This brilliant, chaotic, terrifying, beautiful girl.
My girl.
Her body obeys my touch. The way her breath catches with every piston of my hips. The way she tips her head back to give me access to her neck. The way her full arse bounces against my hips.
She makes me feral.
I’m obsessed with her. Head over heels obsessed. Every whimper stokes my need. Every moan makes me see the stars. The slide of our bodies against each other has me so fucking close to finishing.
And yet, other thoughts creep in.
My life back home.
My lies.
The walls I’ve built around myself.
The online version of me that isn’t real, and the real version of me that everyone leaves.
Will she even like the real me, outside of this bubble of lust? When we’re not stuck together. When I go back to lying.
Would she be my secret? My hidden indulgence?
No.
I couldn’t do that to her.
All we need is tonight. One good night, if you forget the murderous ex.
Just tonight.
One night of forgetting.
One night of slaking each other’s thirst.
Pressing her body down into the mattress, I lose a hand in her hair, pinning her harshly as I fill her over and over. I feel her orgasm deep in her wet cunt before she starts to quiver.
When she screams my name, I lose control, crashing my body into hers with a final, ragged thrust. There’s heat as my balls unload, rope after rope of hot cum marking her as mine.
