Chapter Three #2
“You actually believe you’re the one to blame?” he asked.
“He told me I was boring, and a prude, and there were a lot of other words mentioned. That’s why I went to that club. I don’t even know how—”
“I let you,” Roman said.
“What?”
There was keeping a secret, like the fact he was aware of Brad’s cheating long before Abigail found out. Then there was keeping the secret of the day she discovered her boyfriend cheated. Roman had known what was going on, but he sent Abi to discover it herself.
He’d grown tired of waiting to invite her to the club.
“I put the card on your desk. I made sure your application was approved and sped up, to allow you access. The only way you can attend next time is with someone who has sponsored you. You’ll be mine.”
“You set it up.”
“I don’t know what Brad said to you, but I felt like you needed something.”
“You were waiting for me?”
“Yes.”
“How did you know I was going to show up?” Abigail asked.
“Simple, you were determined to leave the office on time. You said you had an appointment to make. I didn’t argue, and I got the alert the moment you walked into the club.”
“How did you know it was me?” she asked. “I was wearing a mask.”
He leaned in close so his lips were right next to her ear. “I would recognize that mouth and your body anywhere. Do you think I’ve only just been paying attention to you, Abi? Trust me, I’ve been watching you for a long time.”
Roman rewarded himself with a little thrust that had them both crying out. She was so incredibly tight, and it made his balls ache. He wanted to fuck her.
He lifted up, and waited.
“So, tell me, what was moments ago about?” he asked.
For several seconds, she didn’t say a word. She just looked at him, waited, then she finally told him what the problem was.
“I panicked. I didn’t know if ... Brad was right, and I’m a boring person, and you’d regret taking this leap with me. I-I don’t know what I’m doing.”
“Last night, you knew what you were doing, Abi. You need to stop listening to your ex and start listening to your body, because that is telling you all you need to know.”
He held himself still, watching her, letting his words sink in.
If Brad had fucked with Abi’s confidence, Roman was going to make it his personal mission to hurt that bastard.
It was one thing to let him get away with hurting her via cheating.
It was another to allow him to affect her this completely right now.
It angered him. He wanted to beat the living shit out of the man.
To crush him would be so easy. It wouldn’t even take that much to put the right kind of pressure at the right point.
“Are you going to let him destroy any fun we’re about to have?” he asked.
Once again, he gave her time to process his words. Her decision would determine whether he made it his personal mission to make Brad’s life miserable.
“No, I’m not.”
This made him smile.
“Good, do you think I can fuck you now?”
Abi chuckled. “I thought you already were.”
She reached up and started to unbutton his shirt. She was taking her time, and Roman took over, grabbing the lapels of his shirt, and tearing them open. Buttons went everywhere, and Abi laughed.
“I’m going to be picking them up for days.”
“I know.” He wasn’t going to wriggle out of his pants. His cock was already deep inside her. “Tell me, Abi, do you like these panties?” he asked.
“Yes, I do. They cost a fortune.”
“I’ll buy you a new pair.” He already planned to get her some new lingerie to try out for him.
He tore her panties right off her body, and she let out a gasp.
“Roman.”
“I love the sound of that. I think I’d like to hear it again and again.” He pulled out of her, until only the tip of his cock remained within her.
He stared into her eyes, and then slammed forward.
She cried out.
And he got what he wanted, his name echoing off the walls of her apartment, as he fucked her hard and fast, making her take every single inch. He refused to stop, and then he seated himself to the hilt, and angled himself so he could spread open the lips of her sex and start to tease her clit.
When she tried to touch herself, he slapped her hand out of the way. It was for him to touch.
He stroked her clit, feeling her pussy tighten around his cock, and he had no choice but to grit his teeth, because he was so close to filling her.
Actually, he’d be filling the condom, and that pissed him off a bit.
He didn’t want to fill the condom. There would come a time for that.
He would put a rush through for their medicals.
“Come for me, Abi. Come all over my dick. I want to feel it.”
He stroked her clit, sliding his finger back and forth, and Abi would look at him, and her eyes would close, and he saw the flush spreading through her body, building toward a fever pitch.
Roman was tempted to tease her, but instead, he pressed her over the edge, and the moment she came apart, it was sweet, precious music to his ears. It took every ounce of control, because he was close to coming soon after her.
Cupping her face, he kissed her, and then rocked inside her, filling her with his cock. The pleasure was intense. He couldn’t focus on anything else but her, and then he felt that start to turn inside him, as his release built up, taking him over the edge straight into bliss.