“Tell me one more time,” he mumbled, wrapping his hand around the back of my neck and pulling me closer.
“I really, really like you.” He squeezed my thigh with his free hand and leaned in for a kiss. The sound of our lips smacking against one another was music to my ears. A melody I had no problem helping to create over and over again.
“I really...” He kissed my lips again. “...really like you too.” I grabbed the bottom of my skirt and pulled it up further. The thong of my bodysuit was more visible, and Roman’s eyes were zeroed in on it. I slipped my hand into his shirt and scraped my nails across his chest.
“I want you.” His response was pulling my thong to the side and running his thumb up and down my slick folds. “Mmm.” Roman glanced up at me and stared into my eyes.
He licked his lips and then said, “Come put her in my face.” I didn’t waste any time securing my feet on the couch and standing. “Put your hands on the wall.” I obliged, and he lifted one of my legs, planting my foot on his shoulder. My pussy was directly in his face, and he went in for the kill, sucking on my clit and then dragging his tongue across it.
“Fuck,” I cursed, on shaky legs. He wrapped one arm around my waist and gripped my ass with the other, holding me in place. Roman attacked my pussy with vigor, sucking, licking, and slurping up my essence, just to repeat. My body was humming from the pleasure. “Shit, Roman, I—”
“Pussy taste so fucking good,” he mumbled into my center. His tongue vibrated against my clit, and my orgasm hit me faster than I’d expected. A wave of pleasure shot through my core, and I dropped my leg. “Come here, I want you to taste yourself.” Roman pulled me back into his lap and attacked my mouth. I sucked my juices off his lips while grinding my pussy into the erection poking through his jeans.
“Roman...”
“Stand up,” he said. I climbed out of his lap, and he stood, grabbing my hand and pulling me from the living room toward his bedroom. He pushed the door open with his foot and positioned me in front of him. While staring deep into my eyes, he asked, “What time do you need to be at Magnolia’s tomorrow?”
“Noon.” He nodded slowly and pushed me onto his king-sized bed. I slid out of my skirt and then maneuvered my bodysuit off.
“I’ll have you home an hour before that.” I watched as he unbuttoned his jeans and kicked them off, with my bottom lip tucked between my teeth. He tossed his shirt, giving me the perfect view of his toned torso. His briefs went next, and words can’t explain how beautiful he was. The thick muscle between his legs was sticking straight out and in my direction. Pointing at me, teasing me... choosing me.
God, this man is fine.
“Let me ask you something BB,” he said, walking his naked body around the bed. I followed him with my eyes. He pulled his nightstand drawer open, stuck his hand inside, and returned with a sleeve of condoms.
“I’m listening,” I finally said, lifting my gaze to meet his.
“How do you like it?” His eyes moved down the length of my body. I was completely naked now, and nothing about me was shy. His tongue darted across his bottom lip, and then he focused his attention on my face.
“Tonight, I want it rough,” I answered softly.
“And you think you can handle that?”
“I know I can.” He inclined his head and ripped open the gold package, pulling the lubricated rubber from it. I sat up and crawled to him, taking it from his hands, rolling it onto his dick, and never taking my eyes from his.
“Turn over.” I smiled and did as I was asked, arching my back perfectly. Then, I spread my arms against the mattress and pressed my cheek into it. “This view...” He chuckled. “Perfection.” My body jerked forward as he slammed into me and slapped my ass.
“Oh my...”
“Shit...”
He didn’t give me time to adjust to his girth or length, and I was thanking the sex gods every time he buried himself deep inside of me. His strokes hurt so good.
“Throw that shit back BB,” he ordered, digging his fingers into my waist. I gripped the comforter beneath me and met him halfway.
“Fuck, Fuck, Fuck,” I cursed. He was so goddamn deep.
“Take that shit like a big girl, baby.” Roman slapped my ass twice and cursed. “You gripping the fuck out of my shit.”
“I-I—” I shuttered and groaned. My pussy was contracting around him, sending my body into overdrive. My orgasm was more intense than the first, and I shook uncontrollably beneath him.
“Mmhm, that’s what you wanted, right?” he muttered into my ear after leaning forward and pushing my body deeper into the bed. He whispered some more unintelligible words and jerked inside of me. We were both breathing heavily when he said, “I’m not finished with you.” I didn’t think my body could handle anymore, but I would soon learn that my assumption had been very wrong.
“He’s so handsome,” I murmured, staring down at my nephew as he slept comfortably in his bassinet. Magnolia had him almost a month earlier than his scheduled due date, and he was completely healthy with no complications. That was nothing but God. “I can’t tell who he’ll look like just yet.”
“I think he’ll look like Lennox. Look at that nose and mouth.” I smiled and nodded.
“You may be right, Dais.” I walked over to the couch and sat down, trying my best to hide my grimace as I did. My body was sore from last night. Roman wouldn’t let up until he was satisfied with how many times I came. After eight mind-blowing orgasms, we passed out. If I were being honest, I welcomed the sore muscles and ache between my thighs. It’s a reminder of the beautiful night I spent with a man that’s... everything .
“Someone got into some trouble last night,” Lilac said, laughing.
“I was the perfect lady last night,” I said. “Can’t say that about the wee hours of the morning, though.” Daisy clapped and plopped down next to me.
“You let him get the pussy!”
“I mean...”
“You little hussies in here talking about Blossom’s date without me?” Magnolia asked, stepping into the living room looking refreshed after her shower. Juniper giggled and popped grapes into her mouth. She was going to turn into a damn grape if that’s all she continued to eat during her pregnancy.
“She got dick,” Lily said, filling her in. Magnolia peeked into the bassinet and then glanced at me.
“You look like you enjoyed yourself.”
“I did,” I whispered, trying to hide my smile. “We went on a ghost tour.” They rolled their eyes, and I smiled wider. “It was so dope. You guys would love it too if you gave it a try. Wasn’t even scary.”
“All that matters is you enjoyed yourself because you deserve that.” I nodded and laid my head on Daisy's shoulder.
“I’m really feeling him, you guys,” I said. “He’s so thoughtful, and he listens and... I can’t even name everything because I don’t know what else he is. I think I’m...”
“You think you’re already falling for him?” Lily asked.
“Yes, and you know that’s been my problem in the past. I fall too fast and too hard, and then it ends before it ever really started.”