Page 148 of Rebound
“Oh my god,” I cry as the pace of his thrusts increase. My head hits the pillow and Roman places his hand in between.
“There’s no god here, baby. Just yourhusband. I promise to worship you even when I treat you like a filthy little slut who just wants to come on my cock. Come for me now, baby. Prove I’m right.”
He grinds his pelvis right over my sensitive clit and my body bows as my pussy clenches hard around him. The rising tide of pleasure inside me finally breaks. I shudder as I come, my mouth open in a silent scream, eyes squeezed tight.
Once I finally return to Earth, I open my eyes, looking up at Roman languidly. “Be a good boy and come for me. Come inside me.”
Roman groans, burying his face against my shoulder as he comes, holding himself inside me. The heat of his release fills me, causing me to clench around him as another mini orgasm wracks through me.
Roman lifts up his head to look at me, chest heaving. “Did you come again when I came inside you?”
My cheeks flushing, I nod. “It’s the hottest thing ever.”
He growls before kissing me. “I’m never going to stop coming inside you.”
When he pulls out, his release leaks out of my body. Using two fingers, he gathers his come and pushes it back inside, making me gasp.
“Since you like it so much, I wouldn’t want it to go to waste,” he says with a smirk.
“Oh my gosh!” I hide my face behind my hands as Roman chuckles.
He uses my panties to wipe me clean before he wraps a blanket around me. Looking thoughtfully at the movie screen, he says, “Before you, I didn’t use the media room at all. Now, we haven’t used it for its intended purpose once.”
I giggle. “While watching the unsexiest movies, as well.”
We clean up and since our blanket fort is ruined, we decide to get in bed. I settle against Roman, my e-reader in my hand as I pull up the latest book we’re reading. This has become a nightly ritual over the last week since I’ve been spending the nights with him.
I don’t think I’ve ever felt so safe and secure in a relationship before. If you’re someone who wants to be in a relationship, you hope the person you end up with accepts all the weird and boring parts of you.
Turning my head, I look at him.
“Something wrong?” His brows dip in a frown.
I think of what Jules said about me falling in love with Roman. I realize I don’t want to hold myself back from it. A part of being in love is being open and vulnerable, isn’t it? Roman was vulnerable with me, and I want to return that vulnerability.
“I’ve never had this kind of safety and security in a relationship before,” I tell him. “I always used to feel like I wasn’t enough and that I needed to do more, like I was failing as a girlfriend because hockey occupied so much of my mind.” I pause to swallow. “I think Josh was happy when I couldn’t play because it meant I could spend more time paying attention to him.”
Roman cups my face in his hand, so I have no choice other than looking into his eyes.
“You are enough. I’ll handle every part of you, no matter what you want to do or who you want to be. I want nothing morethan your happiness, baby. I know I get jealous, but I’ll never ask you to choose me above everything else. Being with you is more than I’ve ever hoped for and I’m going to make sure you always feel safe in this relationship.”
I swallow back my tears. “You don’t have regrets?”
Roman laughs bitterly. “You say that like I ever had a choice.”
“What do you mean?”
“I never had a choice in how I felt about you, Lavinia. From the moment I was old enough to form memories, my mind’s been filled with you. Your eyes, your scent, your smile. If I couldn’t have you, I thought I should ignore you and that’ll dull the ache, but then you waltz back into my life and I remembered that everyone else pales in comparison. There was never going to be anyone else for me.”
I swallow, willing my tears back. “I saw you with a woman in a hotel lobby when I was with Josh.”
I don’t know why I say it, almost like I’m afraid to accept how much he wants me.
“If you saw me with a woman, it must have been Elena. She came to visit me occasionally.”
Roman rests his forehead against mine, so much pain and vulnerability in his eyes I’m afraid to look away and at the same time, I want to close my eyes.
“There’s never been anyone else, Lavinia. I have no regrets about anything because you don’t regret the sun’s warmth, the way the world quiets down when it snows, the way the first rain always brings with it the scent of earth. You don’t regret the most beautiful things in your life, no matter how long it takes you to find them. If I had to do it all over again, I’d choose the same path because it led me to you.”
