It doesn’t take long for her to pick up speed quickly since she is sopping wet and already halfway to her next orgasm. I just make sure to have a tight hold of her ass so she doesn’t fall as she bounces wildly up and down my length.
I can feel another orgasm coiling down my spine and tightening my core. This is not the norm for me. Usually I can go for a very long time before I come, especially a second time, but I’m not surprised by how fast and hard they are coming today. It’s been weeks since I’ve been inside of my woman and my dick is ecstatic about it.
“I love you, baby,” I say in earnest.
Elizabeth tilts back, working my length at a different angle like a fucking pro.
“I love, aah, you too.”
I can’t hold off any longer and growl something totally incomprehensible as I come hard.
“This pussy is amazing… argh!”
“Masterson,” she says on an exhalation as she comes tumbling after me. Falling completely forward against my chest in blissful exhaustion.
“I was going to take you out on the boat tonight for a sunset cruise but this was a much better use of our time,” I say peppering the side of her face with kisses.
“While that sounds nice, Roman, I had two major calls tonight. In fact, I need to get ready for the next one. A better night for it would have been tomorrow.”
“The captain was booked tomorrow.”
“Yeah, but Friday nights are date nights.”
“I didn’t think it mattered.”
“I’m just saying that you should have asked me first.”
“Are you still mad?” I ask, confused as hell.
“Yep.”
Damn, I didn’t fuck it out of her yet?
“You worry too much. Rest assured that you will still have the contract with Cabot University. Your boy was practically jacking off at the idea. He loves it.”
Her posture stiffens.
“I guess we’ll see.”
I pull back to look directly at her.
“What do you mean by that?”
“I mean, we’ll see if he still wants to do business with me once I go there next week.”
I almost drop her juicy ass on the floor.
“Go where?”
“To Cabot.”
“So you’re going to leave me and Knox and go miles away to take a preliminary meeting in person?”
“It’s not preliminary. He’s ready to sign a contract. I just have to complete some numbers for him.”
“You’re not going any fucking where.”
15
ROMAN
I didn’t mean for that to come out as authoritarian sounding as it did, but my response is visceral to her announcement. I just fucked her well, I feel like we’re finally connecting again, and five seconds after she comes she wants to talk about leaving?
“I’m going, Roman.”
She wiggles herself off of my lap and looks for the box of tissues I knocked on the floor. She grabs a few and wipes between her legs. It almost feels as if she’s trying to completely wipe the last thirty minutes away.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m looking for my panties.”
The casualness in her voice irks me. It lacks warmth and feeling. It doesn’t even seem like she’s present in this conversation or that she wants to be. It’s like she hate-fucked me and now she’s trying to make the great escape.
“You know that’s not what I’m talking about. What the hell are you doing to us right now?”
Elizabeth places her hands on her hips in a defiant stance.
“What am I doing?”
“It damn sure isn’t me.”
“Is that so? Well, let’s see, you always complain about me working and you may have just sabotaged my chance of getting a six-figure contract. You think I’m a bad mother and you definitely think I’m a terrible girlfriend. You go out every other night and I don’t know where you are or who you’re with, yet on the other hand you seem to like to keep tabs on my every move.”
“That’s not true.”
“Which of the things I said isn’t true?”
“All of them!”
“If I don’t pick up my cell phone when you call, you’re two seconds away from calling a SWAT team to come find me.”
She knows why I worry when I can’t reach her. I have been involved with some very dangerous people and I would never want her to be a casualty of my choices.
“And you don’t respect the business I’m building because you think it’s some sort of housewife hobby. Something to keep Elizabeth busy when she’s not having your babies, right?”
“That’s not fucking true.”
“It’s totally true!”
“All I asked you to do was get some help with Knox and marry me. How have you turned that into me wanting to sabotage you? I’m your biggest damn cheerleader.”
“You have so much faith in me, huh? Is that why you want to buy me clients?”
“I want to help you grow your business.”
“So that I can stop working so hard and pay more attention to you?”
“Isn’t that what every business owner wants?”
“No, Roman, it’s not.”
I stare at her like we are from two different planets. What she is saying right now makes little sense to me. The whole point of working hard and making your money now is so you can enjoy it later.
“Joseph and Juliette spend a better part of the year traveling together because that’s what you do when you can finally slow down. They are enjoying the fruits of his labor together.”
“They only started traveling after he handed the business over to you, not while he was building it.”
“You want to do it on your own, whatever the hell that means, then fine. If it will make you happy I won’t mention the shit again. Ever. Okay? What in the ever loving fuck do I need to do to make you happy?” I explode with emotion. “Tell me word for word so I don’t fuck it up anymore.”
“Let’s stop. You’re too angry for this conversation right now.”
I briskly rub both my hands across my head and roar from pure frustration.
“Do I make you happy, Elizabeth?” I try saying in a calmer voice to show that I’m not being irrational.
“What is that supposed to mean?”
“Are. You. Happy.”
“Are you saying that you aren’t?”
“I’m asking the damn questions, not you. Why can’t you ever answer me with a straight answer anymore? Why are you so damn combative?” I raise my voice.
“So now I can’t disagree with you?”
“Hell yeah, you can because you do it all the goddamn time.”
“Where have you been going these past few weeks?”
I step closer to her to make sure my ears haven’t deceived me.
“Work.”
“Before you said you were going back to work.”
“Oh, you mean after all the times when we had a conversation like this?”
“So you’re blaming me for whatever it is you’re out in the world doing?”