Roman's Vow (Riley's Pride #4) - Sandra R Neeley Page 0,90

bed and laid Talie gently on it as though she was breakable.

“Let me lock the door,” he said, straightening up and walking back to their door. He locked it and dead bolted it, then turned back around to find Talie sprinting for the bathroom.

“I gotta go!” she said.

Roman chuckled and walked over to the king size bed to take a seat and toe his shoes off. Curling his toes and stretching his feet, he leaned back against the pillows closest to the door and relaxed for a moment. Next thing he knew, he was opening his eyes as a warm, soft body crouched on his.

“Hey,” he said sleepily.

“Hey,” Talie answered. “Hope you don’t mind. I couldn’t resist a very private hot shower. It’s been so long since I could take my time and just stand under the water for as long as I wanted.”

“Not at all, love,” he answered. He closed his eyes, lifted a hand and ran it down her side. His eyes popped open and looked at her in the darkened room. “You’re naked,” he said.

“And I turned the lights down already,” she said.

Roman looked directly into her eyes as she sat frozen on top of him and gazed back at him. “I’m not quite brave enough to have the lights on while I’m naked,” she confessed.

“I’m sure you’re stunning either way,” he said, stroking his hand up and down her side.

Talie leaned forward and kissed him, her tongue snaking out to tease him. Roman brought both hands up to hold her face where he wanted her to kiss her properly, thoroughly. When he finally let her go, she was panting and breathless.

She lifted up off him enough for him to see the hardened tips of supple breasts as she looked down at him.

Roman lifted his hands to her breasts and used his fingertips to trace both rosy nipples at the same time.

Talie caught her breath and held perfectly still, her lip caught between her teeth as she savored his touch.

Roman shifted beneath her, moving down a little further so he could lift his head and take first one of her nipples, then the other into his mouth, savoring the feel and taste of her skin.

By the time he was finished, she was trembling with a need to be touched.

He lay beneath her doing his best to ignore his Gorilla that chanted non-stop in his mind — claim ours, claim ours — wanting to do just that, but afraid to make her feel she had to do something she wasn’t ready to do. When he finally took his mouth off her body, she whimpered and looked down at him.

He lifted a hand and cupped a breast as he met her gaze unashamedly, waiting for her to let him know what she wanted.

Talie swallowed, then took a deep breath. “We have the rings. We’ve taken the vows. All that’s left to do is consummate the marriage. I want you, Roman. I need you.”

Roman remained perfectly still, looking up at her, not quite sure what he was waiting for. But then, as though she could read his mind, she said the words that released him and let him take control.

“I choose you, Roman,” Talie said.

Roman’s chest rumbled as he flipped them, causing her to land on her back and him on top of her, his pelvis nestled between her legs as they wrapped around his waist and ass.

His chest heaved as he looked down at his woman beneath him. “I need to tell you something, Talie,” he said as he involuntarily rocked his hips against her.

Talie moaned softly.

“You need to know about me,” he said.

“I do know about you,” she answered, lifting her hips to press herself against his hard, throbbing cock.

Roman’s chest rumbled more loudly. He slipped a hand down to cup her ass as he held her in place and ground his hips into hers. Her eyes were heavily hooded and he was finding it hard to concentrate. It had been a very, very long time since he’d been with a woman. Add that to the fact that this particular woman was the one he’d always hoped for, and it was almost impossible for him to stay in the here and now, he was practically lost to emotions.

“I’m not like other males,” he said, his voice deep and gravelly.

“I know that,” she answered, reaching for the hem of his Teeshirt and lifting it up toward his head.

Roman let her remove his shirt, then he pushed himself up onto