Page 109 of Between Us

Alessandra stepped away from her husband to give her brother a kiss on the cheek. “Don’t be a stranger.”

Matteo's expression softened. He squeezed her shoulder, his lips lifting at the corner. “See you, sis.”

“Night,” she told his back as he opened the front door and walked out to a black car she didn’t recognize.

With Matteo gone, Tatyana trudged back upstairs to the guest bedroom, the scowl on her face deepening with each step.

“What was that all about?” Alessandra asked Roman when it was just the two of them.

“What was what about?”

“Matty being here.”

“We talked,” he said evasively.

“Really? I thought you were making plans to start a book club.”

The hint of a smile touched his lips. “You never know.”

Running her hands up his chest, she leaned in and kissed his throat. There was no point in pretending she didn’t understand what had transpired in that study, although she would never admit to eavesdropping. “I'm glad you're willing to see things from a different perspective.”

It took a moment before spoke again. When he did, he pressed the words to her ear, along with a soft kiss. “Do I have a choice?”

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Fucking her had to be the best therapy Roman had ever come across. It calmed his mind, relaxed his body and filled every neuron in his brain with enough endorphins and oxytocin to make him forget every trouble he'd ever had. At least for a little while.

“Mmm.” He let out a satisfied grunt, pushing back in after having pulled out of her almost completely. The sight of her round ass meeting his groin and the feel of his cock sinking deep into her slick warmth had him wrapped in a lustful daze.

Alessandra exhaled a soft sigh, her dark, sparkly nails gripping the white sheets. She turned her head to look at him through heavy lids, and his hold on her hips tightened. She looked so utterly beautiful kneeling before him, with her flushed skin and parted lips as she took every inch of his cock.

Roman's hand slid up her back, feeling the smooth skin as he went higher, until his fingers were tangledin her long hair. With his other hand, he pushed down on the small of her back to make her ass arch up more. Obediently, she let him do it, and the submissive act got his cock even harder than it already was.

“Fuck, like that,” he rasped, increasing his pace. He pulled on her hair to lift her head from the pillow—just hard enough to bring a small sting but also keep it pleasurable for her. When her parted lips formed a small “o” and her vaginal walls tightened around him, he knew he had her close.

No matter how many times he'd fucked her, he still couldn't get over how perfect she looked on the brink of an orgasm.

“Come on my cock,” he demanded on a hiss, slamming his hips to her ass. He wasn't going to last much longer.

The rough command made her skin break out in goosebumps. Reaching behind her, she dug her nails into his forearm as a violent tremor took over her body. “Roman,” she moaned, her walls strangling his length.

The moment she became vocal, he was done for. Letting go of her hair, he grabbed her around the waist and pulled her back to his front. He pressed his lips to the side of her neck and with a few punishing thrusts, he reached his own climax.

Afterward, he took a shower and dressed for the day.

“You're leaving?”

Roman finished working on the buttons of his shirt and turned to face Alessandra. She stood just outside the walk-in closet, looking at him with disappointment in her eyes.

Pushing down the guilt strangling his gut, he walked over to her and kissed her temple. “I'll be back in acouple of hours.”

Her brows pulled into a slight frown. “Where are you going?”

She never asked him about his whereabouts, but today seemed to be different. He dragged his fingers through her hair and paused at her nape where he cupped the back of her head. “What's wrong? Why are you asking me this?”

“It's Saturday. I thought we could do something together.”

Roman stared at her, his mind going over his options. “I need to be atBeluga1for a meeting. You want to come along?”

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