Chapter 7
Standing outside the restaurant, I wrap my arms around myself to ward off the chill that has returned to the air. Before I realize what’s happening, Roman shrugs out of his coat and wraps it around my shoulders, stepping in front of me to hold his jacket closed.
“Is that better?” he asks, his eyes dropping to my mouth.
In a rush, I’m aware of my breath increasing, my heart skipping along a little faster. Placing my hands over his, I nod. “Thank you. That’s much better.”
“Good,” Roman says, his voice heavy. He’s still standing in front of me, and the slight distance between us is driving me nuts.
“I’ve had a great time with you tonight, Roman. Thank you for asking me out.”
“It’s absolutely my pleasure, Marsha. You’re a beautiful woman.”
Roman pushes my hair away from my face, letting his fingers run through my hair so his hand is lightly holding my head. “Me too,” he replies in a husky voice, sending shivers down my spine. “I’ve been wanting to do this all night.”
Roman leans in, his lips meeting mine and sending blazing currents of lust through every atom of my being. I moan into his mouth, opening wider to let him kiss me more deeply. Our tongues entwine as our kiss grows in urgency, our bodies pressing together.
We part, gasping for air as we stare into each other”s eyes.
Roman looks at me with such intensity that it takes my breath away, and my heart and soul need him more than ever.
”I want you,” he whispers, his voice rough with desire.
I smile coyly in response to his words as I run my fingers along his chest.”I want you too,” I murmur, running my hands through his hair and stroking his face.
We quickly make our way to his car, and Roman drives through Jefferson. Every time I glance at him, my heart beats faster with anticipation, especially when I see him grinning back at me. I was so hesitant to come on this date, but he’s been a wonderful gentleman, and going home with him feels natural and like maybe, just maybe, this could be the start of something magical for us.
As he drives me to his apartment, I see him shifting his gaze between me and the road. His grasp on my hand is firm, and when he touches me, anticipation for what comes next is all I can think about.
At his apartment, he unlocks the door and steps aside for me to enter. I shrug off his coat, hang it on a coat rack, and turn to face him. I reach up and undo the clip holding my hair up, watching with satisfaction as his eyes flare when my hair cascades over my shoulders. His eyes roam across my body, his sexual hunger filling the air between us. His hand slides into mine, leading me through his home, and I follow him without hesitation.
As we reach his bedroom, my core burns with need for Roman. More than anything, I need to feel him between my thighs, feel his cock inside me, rocking with me as we reveal ourselves and share our passion for each other.
Looking into his eyes, I press myself against him and take his face in my hands. Our bodies ignite, our lips meeting in an urgent kiss. His fingers deftly undo the buttons of my dress, and his hands move commandingly over my skin. His mouth trails down my neck, and I let out a low moan, savoring every moment.
“Take me to bed,” I moan, wrapping my arms around Roman and pressing my body against his. His heart thumps so hard that I feel its urgent beat through his shirt.
“This way,” he says without hesitation, taking my hand and leading me down a short hallway.
Once inside, we go to his bed, and I push him down so he’s sitting. Quickly, I straddle him, grinding my hot core against him.
“I”ve wanted you since I first saw you,” I murmur as my fingers trail down his stomach.
He gasps as I undo his belt, and I lean in to kiss him again, the heat growing fiery between us. His tongue roughly probes my mouth, making me moan with passionate desire.
“Is this okay?” I ask as I caress his body. I’m not usually so bold and one to take command, but Roman sparks something in me that makes me want to take control.
“More than okay,” he moans, pulling me closer for another passionate kiss. “I never want this to end,” he whispers, lifting his fingers to caress my face.
I smile, our lips barely a breath away. “Me, neither,” I answer before softly pressing my lips against his.
Roman”s hands move to my waist, and before I can catch my breath, he pulls my dress over my head. The air around us fills with electric desire as I watch him admire my body and reach out to caress my bare skin. Roman”s hazel eyes meet mine, and I”m overwhelmed by the passion I see.
“Come here,” he commands, his voice a husky growl.
I slip out of my bra as I walk toward him, relishing the look in his eyes as he stares at my breasts.
“Goddamn, you’re a beautiful woman,” he says, reaching for me and pulling me closer.
“Then take off…”
An alarm goes off, and we both startle.
“Is that your phone?” I ask, my mind struggling to see through the haze of lust.
“Dammit!” he says, picking up his phone and turning the alarm off. “I have to go pick up Tessa. The dance is almost over. However,” Roman says, gently pulling me to him and holding my breasts up so he can suck at my nipples for a hot moment, “this is not finished. We may not finish this tonight, but we will most definitely continue this another time.”