mind forever.
Forever.
Why was she thinking about forever with him? Maybe because that’s where her heart was. Was it? She turned her head to find his delectable mouth right there, and at that moment she needed to kiss him again. As if he read her thoughts, he whispered, “It’s yours to take. Not just my mouth, sweetheart, but all of me.”
All of him...
Why did the thought of taking all of him sound like something she definitely wanted? With him she could be naughty or nice, she could take what she wanted. Is that why she felt empowered? In Roman’s arms, she had become a responsive woman in ways she hadn’t thought possible. He’d taught her how to tell him what she wanted and then went out of his way to deliver. And he always did.
She could feel his hard, solid erection pressing against her and it felt good. Deciding it would feel even better inside of her, she began rubbing her backside against him in invitation.
“Is that your way of letting me know what you want, baby?” he asked while sliding his hand between her legs.
She closed her eyes, thinking just how good his hands felt, and when a finger slid inside of her, she moaned his name.
He leaned in and she felt the warmth of his bare chest on her naked back. He licked the side of her face. “You taste good.”
Roman whispered exactly how he wanted to take her this time, and she moaned at the image that came into her mind—her, on her knees with him behind her.
As soon as they got in position, he ran his fingers through her hair to tilt her face back to him. “The rest of our days spent here together I intend to make things so wonderful for you with me, that when I leave, coming to me in DC won’t be a choice for you, Victoria. It will be a necessity. Either you will come to me or I will come back here to you. I won’t give you up.”
He gripped her hips and entered her, thrusting hard and deep, then went still. She loved the feel of him embedded deep within her like this, opening her wide. She heard the sound of his heavy breathing and knew he was trying to regain control, as well as savor how he felt inside of her. The same thing she was doing.
Suddenly he began moving, thrusting into her, pounding his flesh against hers, the sound increasing her desire. He began chanting her name with every stroke and she, in turn, groaned his, over and over. She thought they fit perfectly together as he brought her close to the edge, only to snatch her back again and again. Was he deliberately trying to drive her crazy? If so, he was definitely doing a good job at it. The pleasure she felt from the top of her head to her toes was overwhelming.
“Come for me, baby,” he said, leaning over to lick the side of her ear again. “You come. I come. Let’s do it together.”
As if his words had pushed a button, she felt her body begin exploding and knew the moment his did, too—they were in sync. She felt him release inside of her and knew there was more to come because they had this thing for multiple orgasms.
They both came again. And then, as if he still couldn’t get enough, he helped roll her to her back and entered her again after placing her knees on his shoulders.
“I want to look at you,” he growled.
Their gazes met and she saw him clearly and knew at that moment that he was the man she loved.
I won’t give you up...
His words floated through her mind. She got it now. He was claiming her. Roman was claiming her.
This time when her body exploded, she let out a loud scream, and he quickly covered her mouth as he continued to make love to her. When he finally released her mouth, she let out a guttural groan. Moments later, he collapsed beside her, gathered her limp body into his arms and kissed her face all over.
“You all right?” he asked her softly.
Unable to speak, she just nodded slowly. The last thing she remembered before closing her eyes to sleep was the feel of his arms wrapped securely around her.
* * *
“I TAKE IT you were pretty hungry,” Roman said, watching Victoria scarf down the soup and sandwiches he’d brought along. After making love earlier, he had left