Page 139 of Rebound
Roman’s right there with me, his hands gripping my hips. I know I already have bruises there from last night. Heat floods me with his release, and I arch, pressing my mouth against his. The kiss is sloppy, all teeth and tongue.
He rests his head on my chest, and I cling to him with my arms and legs wrapped around him as we catch our breaths.
“Roman?”
He hums.
“Thank you for breakfast. I really enjoyed it.”
Roman’s laughter shakes the whole table.
FORTY-THREE
LAVINIA
It’s been two days of nothing but sex and my body is sore in places I don’t remember it could be sore. We’re insatiable for each other. It’s like we’re releasing all the sexual frustration we carried.
Before Roman leaves for practice today, he presses me against the front door and kisses me thoroughly. Then he tells me to be ready when he gets home because we have plans. I take the time to feed the kitties and shower.
While I’m drinking my coffee, I call Jules. Salem and Buffy are lying in front of me on the coffee table and I lean over, petting their bellies. Sabrina is still a little iffy of me and watches me distrustfully most of the time. The only person she allows to pet her is Roman. Not even Kita is allowed near her.
“Please tell me you’ve been thoroughly railed over the last two days,” she answers. I haven’t been home in two days, so I haven’t had the chance to update her.
“Oh my God! Is that how you answer the phone now?”
“It is when I assume you’re calling me to share the good news,” Jules says.
I blush from the top of my head to the bottom of my feet.
“To answer your question, yes I did.”
Jules’s cry of excitement makes me laugh.
“I’m so happy you finally found yourself a man who knows where everything on a woman’s body is.”
“Oh, trust me, Roman’s become very familiar with my body in the last two days.”
I fall back on the couch, thoroughly exhausted. My mind is whirring with energy, but my body is going to need at least two days to recover from all the sex so I can have even more sex in my future.
“Sometimes I wonder if I’m going to be enough for him.”
In many ways, Roman has a very exciting life. I’m good with people and I like to socialize but at the end of the day, I’m just a girl who wants to spend time with my best friend and cuddle up with a good book. Roman’s my opposite in that regard. Sure, he doesn’t socialize but he still had a more adventurous life than me. What if once the novelty wears off, he realizes that he wants something else?
“Babe, if he thinks that then he’s not good enough for you, anyway,” Jules says. “Though, from what I know of him, he’s nothing like the Douchebag Collective. He’s never once wanted to tear you down so he can build himself up.”
She’s not wrong. Roman’s very different from my exes. But I’ve been burned before, many times. I have this habit of opening myself up to people only for them to slam the door in my face. And I’m afraid if Roman does that, I won’t be able to move on this time.
Once Jules and I hang up, I have nothing to do, and I don’t want to read right now. All my content is already uploaded for the next week. And while I have some files to edit, I don’t want to stare at myself.
I decide to explore Roman’s apartment.
All the days and nights that I’ve spent here, I’ve only been in two rooms. His room and the media room. But I know hementioned there’s a guest room and there’s another room that I haven’t seen because the door is always closed.
I don’t want to invade his privacy. Then again, if he didn’t want me going into the room, he would have told me to not go into the room. I check the guest room first and find that it’s decorated with all the warmth of a hotel room.
After I’ve examined it, my curiosity gets the better of me and I open the door to the other room. I don’t know what I’m expecting. Maybe Fifty Shades level of a red room? But it’s not this.
The room is stuffed full of boxes. For a neat freak like Roman, I figured he’d have sorted everything out when he moved into the apartment instead of having a room full of boxes that he still hasn’t gotten to.
