My hands wrap around his neck as he kisses me ferociously, hungrily.
I kiss him just the same. His mouth feels soft, yet rough, his teeth nipping at my lips. He rips my thousand-dollar dress off me and brings his hot mouth to my neck, pushing us gently onto the bed, biting down lightly on my shoulder.
I moan as I take off his shirt, as his mouth sucks in a nipple. He kisses and bites, his fingers at my entrance.
“You are soperfect, fuck,” he growls.
I whimper as his mouth runs over my skin. Downwards, downwards, downwards. I don't know how I survived for ages without his hands and lips roaming over my body like this.
When his tongue licks my clit, my body seizes in a half-orgasm. He sucks on it so mercilessly, pinning my body down to hold me in place and I moan so loudly that I know my voice is going to be so hoarse in the morning. I shatter into a million pieces and when I come back down to Earth, he’s sliding his pants off. I sit up weakly because Ineedto taste him.
“I need it in my mouth,” I pant.
“Good girl,” he says, and he shoves it in. He fucks my mouth, angling my face upward so that I look at him as his cock disappears past my lips, in and out, in and out, his eyes consumed by dark pleasure.
He takes his cock out of my tongue when he’s close and then pushes me gently onto the bed. He mounts me, staring into my soul the entire time as he slips past my wet folds. My back arches as he fucks me, possessively, mercilessly, hungrily, a relentless motion that wrings three, quick successive orgasms from me.
“Fuck, baby, keep coming for me,” he growls.
He’s so big but fits so well. So forceful yet so gentle.
“Oh, Roman,” I cry out.
“So fucking wet. So fucking warm,” he says. “My wife is so perfect in every way.”
With a final hard thrust in me, both of us explode with pleasure. My vision, as it always does when I come, goes a little blurry.
He gives a satisfied growl, kissing me deeply once more and brings me close to him, all sweat, heat and man.
“You think you have another orgasm in you?” he drawls as he grabs the remote and switches on the screen so that we can watchYours Forever, Sinclair.
I smile weakly, panting. “I think I have one more in me.”
Chapter 16
Alexandra
Things are back to normal. We're going on dates now. We're making love. Twice, thrice a day. Adrianne and Mama have sensed that things have stabilized, so they aren't mad at Roman anymore.
“Where's Mama?” he asks Adrianne one afternoon during lunch in the dining room.
“Probably on a date with Matthew,” Adrianne says casually.
“Huh,” Roman says, surprised.
Adrianne says, “I guess Mom's allowed to find love.”
Roman's jaw twitches a little. He probably sees the whole thing as being disloyal to his father.
Then, finally, he nods.
“Fair enough.” He turns to Adrianne. “When are you getting married?”
“When the sun falls from the sky, probably.”
“Speaking ofwarm things,” I say, standing up. I take my husband's hand. “You coming up? I've got something nice andwarmwaiting for you.”
“Oh, rub it in my face, why don't you?” Adrianne says as Roman sweeps me off my feet and carries me upstairs.