Page 68 of Sweet Addiction
“I want to push you away. I want to be repulsed by you, psycho. But...” She tugs me closer, trying to force me against her body. Trying to not have to utter the words. But stronger men than her have tried to move me and failed.
“Words, Dillan.” I bend my knees to drag my nose along the line of her face and circle her ear. “Use your words, princess. Tell. Me.”
“God. I fucking hate you,” she whispers and unbuckles my belt. “I want you...”—her eyes close and open, a decision made, and my blood roars—“to fuck me.
DILLAN
Do you ever just look at someone and think
Wow, you’d look so good with me sitting on your face?
No? Just me?
—Dillan’s Secret Thoughts
Aslow smile curves Rome’s mouth, and I sink to the lowest depths of hell with my admission. But I can’t bring myself to care. This is wrong, so wrong. But yet... Oh God, it’s not.
Rome sinks to his knees in front of me, and any hesitance I may have ceases to exist as he slides my dress up my legs and presses his hot mouth over the tiny scrap of silk I’m calling panties, and I moan.
I drop my hands to his hair and throw my head back because this man doesn’t tease me. He doesn’t make me beg. He pushes the silk aside, swirls his tongue around my clit and sinks two deliciously rough, thick fingers inside me, making my body sing.
“Fuck, I missed the taste of you.” His voice is hoarse and dark and so damn sexy that I ignore the way those words should infuriate me and focus on the feel instead. On the way every single nerve ending lights up like tiny meteors burning through the night sky.
I bite down on my lip, trying to catch my next moan as his mouth works me in tandem with those talented fingers capable of breaking his opponents and maybe just destroying me.
Pressure builds, and pleasure twists, and my legs threaten to give out as my body sways. My hips rock against his face and hand as I chase the promise of relief. The kind only Rome has ever given me.
With his hair in my hands, I tug.
Pulling harder with each flick of his tongue.
Every suck between his lips.
Every bite of his teeth.
“Rome,” I whimper, and he cups my ass in his other hand and lifts me from my feet, the sheer strength of him amping me up to impossible highs. My breath catches, and I give myself over to him.
His tongue lashes in time with the curl of his exquisite fingers, and I explode.
My climax hits harder and faster than ever before, and a silent scream lodges in my throat as the darkness around us comes into impossibly bright focus. Wave after wave of electricity holds me captive as the rush barrels through me. Over me.
It’s too much and not enough as Rome coaxes one orgasm into two, refusing to let the aftershocks subside as he pushes for another. Until I can’t breathe. Can’t stand.
And knowing what I need, he finally stands, dropping my feet to the floor but holding me up with his body against mine. He drags his thumb along his lower lips, and I drag my teeth overmy own and open my mouth. Somehow knowing what he wants. And my God, those navy eyes are fathomless as he presses two fingers on my lips, and I run my tongue over them. “Taste yourself,principessa. See how fucking good you taste.”
My eyes stay open. Stay locked on his as my hands go back to the belt I was ready to rip off him moments ago.
“You sure you want this?” he groans, holding himself back. “Be fucking sure this time, Dillan.”
“Fuck. You,” I whisper in the darkness. “I know what I want. Whether you do or not.”
In one swift motion, he moves us so I’m sitting on a steel counter, my thighs cradling his waist.
“Oh, I’m going to fuck you,principessa. But you’re not going to run this time.”
I don’t have time to process his words before he lowers his pants and wraps my hand around his cock. “Feel that, Dillan. Feel what you do to me. What you’ve done to me for two motherfucking years.”
I revel in the power I feel coursing through me as I hold him in my hands. The control I have in this moment. Over myself. My life. My choices. And watch in awe as he takes the step I had completely forgotten and protects us both by rolling a condom on.
