Page 37 of Deceit & Desire

Little Red Flags

PLAYLIST: “UNSTEADY” BY X AMBASSADORS

ZOE

“Come with me.”I pushed up off the couch and held my hand out to Roman.

He arched a brow at me, but took my hand, his expression as haggard and world-weary as I had ever seen it. He looked so much older than his 30 years in that moment, and my heart ached for him. “Where are we going?”

“You’ll see. Just trust me, will ya?” I offered him a soft smile and tugged on his hand until he rose to his feet, letting me lead him by the hand.

Without bothering to explain myself, I led him upstairs to the master suite that my father had insisted we occupy in the big house, but I didn’t stop in the bedroom. Instead, I led him into the bathroom and toed the door shut behind us.

“Baby, what are you up to?” Roman murmured, eyebrows raised in question.

“Shh. Just let me do this for you, okay? You’ve had a long ass day, and I want to make our wedding night something good, something to remember.”

“Do what for me?”

“Let me take care of you, honey. Let me treat you like your wife should treat you after you’ve had a long, hard day and you need to wind down.” I tugged open the door to the big walk-in shower and turned on the water, turning it to hot and steamy. “Now why don’t you strip it down, cowboy, and take a long, hot shower with your bride?”

One corner of Roman’s mouth tugged up in a slow, sensual half-grin. “Yes, ma’am. You don’t have to tell me twice.”

I reached back and un-zipped my white eyelet dress, then slid the straps off my shoulders and let it pool in a heap at my feet, revealing the white lace bra and panty set I’d worn for our wedding day, knowing he’d see it tonight.

Roman straightened up from where he’d pulled off his boots and groaned at the sight of me, reaching out and tugging me to him, claiming my mouth in a fierce kiss.

“Even in white lace, you look like sin incarnate and I fucking love it, baby.” He growled the words against my lips and backed me up against the cool glass of the shower, forcing a startled gasp out of me.

I shivered and nipped his bottom lip. “I thought I asked you to strip and take a shower with me, so why are your boots the only things that have come off so far?”

Roman leaned down and nuzzled my neck. “The sight of you like this distracted me, baby.”

He kissed my pulse point, teeth grazing playfully against my jugular vein as he reached around behind me and unhooked my bra. I arched against him, pressing into the heat of his chest and doing my best to squirm away from the cold glass at my back.

I stroked a hand through his hair as he bent down, hooking his fingers in the waistband of my panties and stripping them off in one brutally efficient move.

“Tell me what you need, baby,” I murmured, gazing down at him through heavy-lidded eyes.

“Just you, honey, and your bare ass in that hot water with me.” Roman unbuttoned his shirt as he stood up and I tugged the shower door open, the steamy air stealing my breath as I stepped in and let the hot water cascade over me from head to toe.

I tipped my head back, letting the water soak my hair, then straightened up and wiped droplets of water off my face, crooking a finger at him, getting more impatient by the second as he stripped off his jeans and boxer briefs.

“Good things come to those who wait, baby. Just ask me. I waited ten years for you,” Roman called out, his eyes crinkling at the corners with mischievous humor as he joined me and closed the shower door, cocooning us in hot water and steam.

The second his hands were on my body, I backed him up against the shower wall and sank to my knees and licked him from base to tip, savoring the salty taste of his skin before I took him in my mouth.

“Holy fucking shit,” Roman groaned and his head fell back against the shower wall as he slid his fingers into my hair and guided my head as I bobbed up and down the length of his shaft. “I guess you weren’t kidding when you said you were going to take care of me.”

Roman panted, letting out a deep, throaty, broken groan, his hips bucking as I focused solely on pleasuring him. I wanted to make him forget anything except this moment and how good I was determined to make him feel tonight.

After several minutes, Roman fisted his hand in my hair and held my head still. “As good as this feels, baby, I don’t want to come in your mouth on our wedding night. Stand up.”

I did exactly as he asked with no hesitation, and he wrapped his arms around me, lifting me up so we were almost eye to eye.

“Wrap your legs around my waist, baby.”

I nodded, and then Roman pinned me between his body and the shower wall, and pressed inside me in one slow, smooth stroke that made me moan and press my face into the hollow where his neck met his shoulder. He’d never been this deep inside me before, never at this angle. My eyes rolled back in my head as the head of his cock pressed up against just the right spot, and I damn near saw stars. He gripped my hips, helping me ride him as he held me up between his hard body and the shower wall. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and bit back a scream of pleasure as he drove into me, harder and faster and deeper than ever before in my entire life.

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