Chapter 37
Chapter Thirty-Seven
TESSA
I groggily snuggle into something soft. A wistful sigh leaves me when my hand touches something warm. I move closer to the heat and get comfortable.
“Will you stop groping me?”
My eyes spring open, and a purplish-blue light glimmers above Rome’s sexy smirk in my direction.
I pop up quickly and scramble off his lap to search for Beck.
“Relax, Princess.” Rome reaches forward and pushes my hair behind my ear. “Beck’s in the cockpit with the pilot, pestering him instead of me.”
I skip my attention toward the front of the jet and relax when I see the closed barrier.
His attention flutters over my face. “How are you feeling?”
“Not you too,” I say in a raspy voice. “I’m fine.”
My brothers playfully poked fun at me for what happened at the race, but given the fact that they drew straws to see which one of them was going to hop a ride on Rome's jet to keep an eye on me shows they’re worried.
I shove the thin blanket off my legs and stand to stretch, only I’m not as stable as I think. A dizzy spell hits me, and my body sways.
Rome palms my hips and pulls me toward him. I land on his lap in a straddle, and his eyes light up.
“First you grope me, and now you're straddling me? All while knowing we could be caught at any given second?” He shakes his head. “You’re full of trouble, Princess.”
My heart flutters.
“I fell,” I whisper.
“Funny you should say that.” He eyes my mouth. “Me too.”
A soft breath slips from my parted lips, repeating what he just said in my head to dissect it, but my thoughts scatter when one of his hands grazes my spine slowly. I shift above him, my stomach somersaulting from the growing pressure in between my legs.
“And you think I’m the troublemaker?” I rub against him with my eyebrow cocked.
A slow swallow moves against his neck. “I think you like it.”
It’s becoming more and more clear to me that I like a lot about Rome Pierce, despite all the reasons not to.
I gently raise a shoulder, flicking my attention between his eyes. “Maybe,” I whisper.
Rome grabs the side of my face, his fingers lost in my hair. He brings me closer, our breath mingling as we stare at each other.
“I don’t like the way I felt earlier,” he admits.
“What do you mean?” I ask quietly.
His hand squeezes my hip, like a warning. “When I heard Beck call for an ambulance…” his words fade, and he shifts away.
“Tell me,” I beg.
I’m desperate to hear the words he shouldn’t be saying. My skin heats from the wait, the air around us charged with something so electrifying that I’m afraid if either of us moves, something will snap.
Rome’s edgy features soften, the grip on my hip light. “I was terrified.” He shakes his head back and forth slowly, his gaze pinned to mine. “Nothing has ever come between me and racing…until you.”
My teeth sink into my bottom lip. “That doesn’t sound like a good thing,” I admit guiltily.
He huffs out a laugh. His fingers dive into my hair farther, and our faces move closer so our mouths are a breath away. “I disagree.”
I sink into him as our lips touch. I whimper in desperation, and he shushes me before going in for more.
The kiss is deep.
Rome’s mouth swallows mine, like he can’t get enough, and I’m right there to match every single stroke. My hips move on their own, my legs spread wider around his thighs, desperate to add fuel to the passion.
I lose my breath from the faint tracing of Rome’s fingers skimming the inside of my leg.
A sharp gasp comes between us with the touch of him moving my sleep shorts to the side, and I tremble everywhere.
“Stay quiet,” he whispers, breaking the kiss for a second before sealing our mouths again.
My nipples tighten with one swipe of his thumb. I bite down onto his lip, and his chest rumbles.
I arch my back with his finger inside of me, his palm against my clit. I move my body, too driven by lust to care that my brother could walk in at any given second.
“So perfect.” His words flutter across my neck, his lips pressing there next.
“Rome.” I force his name between my lips, and his shush brushes against my skin.
“You have to stay quiet, Princess. I’ll make you feel good, but just stay quiet.”
The thought alone sends me spiraling.
He palms my ass, his fingers delving beneath my shorts while he works me into a frenzy at the front. I grind over his hand and chase ecstasy like my life depends on it.
“That’s it,” he encourages in a low, gruff tone. “You’re doing so good being quiet.”
His words are like gasoline to a fire. My body burns bright, the orgasm right there, dangling in front of me, until I’m tipped over the edge and melting right into his hands.
He forces his thumb between my lips. “Stay quiet, baby.”
In the midst of riding out my orgasm, I open my mouth and suck on his thumb to keep quiet.
He curses under his breath, my body making a complete mess between my legs.
Wow.
That was hot.
Once he realizes I’m slowing down, he pulls his thumb from my mouth. He runs the pad of it over my bottom lip. His fingers stay inside of me as he peers up at me with hunger.
“I have never witnessed something so fucking beautiful before in my life,” he says in awe.
My cheeks warm, and I send him a tiny smile.
“Come to my house later,” he pleads.
I don’t have it in me to deny him. I nod, and he exhales, like he was holding his breath until I agreed.
A noise sounds from the cockpit, and I hastily scramble from his lap. Rome grabs the blanket I was using earlier and bundles it on his lap to hide his erection. I shut my eyes and pretend I’m still asleep so Beck can’t see the flush on my neck.
Rome shifts, and my foot just so happens to end up on top of his lap. There’s a shift in the air, and I know my brother has walked out of the cockpit.
“If she knew she had her legs on you in her sleep, she’d probably kick you in the balls,” he says with humor.
Rome huffs out a fake laugh, and I smile to myself. I subtly press down on his hard length, just to mess with him, and his entire body stiffens.
A few seconds pass, and his hand wraps around my ankle. He gives it a good squeeze, and I happily drift back off to sleep, eager for time to pass.
Only this time, it isn’t to get away from Rome, but to get closer.