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I pulled back just enough to meet her gaze, my breathing uneven.

“You sure about this?” I asked softly, my thumb brushing her jaw.

Her smile was soft but certain. “I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life.”

And with that, I let everything else fall away. Tonight was ours, and I wasn’t wasting a second more.

I spun Zoe around, unzipping her dress with shaking fingers and gently pushing it off her shoulders, showering the newly exposed skin with kisses. I kissed my way down her spine, inch by inch, along the path her zipper exposed, loving her soft gasps and moans in response. I growled with satisfaction when her dress pooled on the floor at her feet and she was left in a gorgeous white lace lingerie set.

“You’re gorgeous, baby, absolutely gorgeous.” I murmured the words against her skin as I unhooked her bra and cast it aside, turning her so I could take one perfect nipple in my mouth, and gently tease the other with my fingers.

“Roman,” she gasped, arching into my touch, pressing closer, like she couldn’t get enough. If I had my way, she never would. “God... that feels so good.”

“That’s my whole plan for tonight, baby... I’m going to make you feel good over and over and over again, baby. I’m going to show you just how much I love you in every way I can possibly think of.”

Zoe buried her fingers in my hair, writhing against me as I backed her up, maneuvering her to the bed and gently lying her down on it as I continued to lick, suck, and nibble on her perfect breast.

As I gently laid her down, Zoe reached up, her fingers brushing against my cheek.

“I missed you, Rome, all those years when I was in Miami… I spent all of them missing you, even though I wouldn’t admit it to myself back then,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.

I paused, my eyes searching hers. I could get lost in those emerald depths every time I look her in the eye.

“Not as much as I missed you, Zoe,” I replied, my thumb tracing her bottom lip. “It’s not just about this... it’s about us. It always has been.”

She nodded, her eyes glistening. “I know. I’ve been running from that for too long… but not anymore, Rome. Never again. I’m yours, now and forever.”

I kissed her then, not with the fierce passion of before, but with a tender urgency that spoke of longing and vulnerability. It was a promise, a plea, a question all rolled into one.

“Zoe,” I murmured against her lips, “I need you. All of you. And I don’t give a flying fuck that we have guests outside who might hear us.”

She smiled, her eyes twinkling with an intoxicating mixture of love and wickedness. “You have me, Rome. All of me.”

I kissed my way down her body, blazing a trail from her lips to her perfect breasts all the way down to her panty line. I growled when my lips met lace and hooked my fingers in the waistband of her panties, yanking them off in one swift, impatient move.

When I moved to bury my face between her legs, Zoe gently tugged on my hair and shook her head at me.

“As much as I love it when you do that, Rome, right now, I just need you. Inside me. Loving me.”

I growled, a sound of pleasure and possession. “Always, baby. Always.”

I stripped and did exactly as she asked, settling between her legs and kissing her again, taking her mouth in a slow, gentle, possessive claiming that was somehow different from every other time that we’d kissed before.

I couldn’t get enough of her, my Zoe. Every touch, every taste, every breath was a testament to our love, our need, our possession of each other. Her hands in my hair, her body arching into mine, it was all a dance we’d been practicing for years, even when we were apart.

I could feel her, every inch of her, against me, and it wasn’t enough. I needed more. I needed all of her.

“Zoe,” I murmured, my voice ragged with desire and emotion, “I need you. All of you. Now.”

She nodded, her eyes dark with the same hunger that consumed me. “Take me, Rome. Make me yours. Again.”

And I did. Slowly, I pushed inside her and settled into the perfection of her body wrapped around mine, of being pressed so deep inside her I couldn’t tell where I ended and she began. I took her, not with the fierce hunger of before, but with a slow intensity that left us both breathless and reeling.

It was a claiming, a promise, a plea. It was us, Zoe and Roman, finally, truly together, with nothing left to keep us apart or come between us again.

Chapter30

Love’s Messy

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