Chapter 15
Chapter Fifteen
Nell
As soon as I say the words, he is on me.
His mouth is pressed against mine, his hands tightening around my body like he is afraid I will float away.
My body feels like it is on fire, like lava is running through my blood.
Romeo makes me feel sexy and alive.
“God, you feel good in my hands, but I want you naked.” He is kissing down my jaw, and across my neck, nipping, sucking, and licking at my skin, pulling needy whines from me.
“Been dreaming about seeing all of you since the first time I felt your body pressed against mine,” he says in between kisses.
His words intensify my need for him, as his lips keep exploring my body.
Even with me on his lap, Romeo stands with zero effort, taking me with him. I yelp, making him chuckle against my neck before he bites down on the skin, and I moan deep in my throat.
“Fuck, I want to hear that again but when my tongue is deep in your pussy.” I nod, all thought stolen from my Romeo-induced fog right now.
We reach the bed, and Romeo lays me down, my earlier upset forgotten as this man looks like he wants to eat me alive and treasure me all in one swoop.
I have read many romance novels, and I just have to pray that after all this amazing hot crazy sex and sweetness coming from him that he does not hurt me like the main male characters do to the women in the books I read.
Romeo strips from his clothes, my mouth popping open at the stunning sight before me. I knew he was ripped from the time at the pool, but seeing his thick cock jutting out from his body with that slight upward curve, I know it will hit the spot.
Oh, yay me.
“Fuck me.”
“That’s the plan, baby.” He smirks, moving closer to the bed. “You are wearing too many clothes, Miss. Bana. I think I need to do something about that.”
Before he can touch me, I sit up, pulling my top off and removing my bra, then I lie back down, shimmying out of my shorts and panties.
“Eager much,” he quips with a grin.
“Have you seen you? I am going to take every opportunity to have you before this ends.” I spread my legs and wait.
Even as I say the words, my stomach sinks a little, but I need to protect myself from what might happen. Romeo has stated that he’s not one to settle down, so his words right now may mean nothing to him when we get home.
He stares at me, his gaze moving over my body, taking in every inch.
“I know I do not look like the other women that you have slept with or dated, but I am proud of my body. Yes, I carry a bit more meat than most of them, but here I am, ready and willing, so it is up to you, Romeo De Massy.”
His burning gaze comes up to meet mine. “You are fucking sexy and I want to devour every fucking inch of you, baby. You are beyond perfect and you will not let anyone tell you otherwise.”
He moves like lightning speed, pressing his face into my pussy, his tongue making contact with my clit, sending me arching off the bed in ecstasy.
“Oh God,” I pant. His tongue is doing wicked things to me, making my pussy flood with arousal.
My fingers curl into his hair, holding him to me while he fucks me with his tongue.
Damn, he is good at that.
I breathe his name, gasping when he sucks hard on me.
My body is hot.
My mind is focused on him.
As he looks up at me, I bring my gaze to meet his, and I see heat, the intense look of lust and desire in his eyes.
He wants this.
He wants me.
His mouth leaves me, his lips glistening with my juices “Come in my mouth, baby. Fucking flood me.” He latches back onto my clit, inserting two fingers into me and starts pumping.
“OH, YES,” I cry out as my orgasm slams into me.
My body goes tight, my head thrashing back and forth, riding out such in intense feeling. My ex never once made me feel like this; he was a selfish lover.
“That was fucking beyond words, baby,” Romeo says, slipping up my body, his fingers still slowly moving inside of me.
“Yep,” I agree, not able to find more articulate words.
“Need to fuck you, Nell. Want to feel your pussy come around my cock like you did my fingers.”
“Yes.” His eyes are dark, his lips swollen and looking juicy, so I lean up needing a taste of him. We kiss, tongues toying with each other in my mouth. I can taste myself on him, and I moan.
“Condom,” I whisper.
Romeo looks me in the eyes, and for a split second, I expect him to tell me no, but he nods, reaching for one in the top drawer of the bedside table. While he rolls it on, thoughts tumble through my head.
Why would he have some in there already? Unless…
I stop my thoughts. No, I cannot think about him wanting to hook up with someone after bringing me here.
“Hey, I lost you. Where did you go?” His questions bring me back to the now, but his voice sends shivers through me.
Deep, rich, and full of want.
Damn, that sounds like a coffee commercial.
“No, I am good.” I force a smile, but Romeo being who he is, is not buying my brush off.
“Try that again.” He gently taps the side of my butt cheek.
My hands are still on his side, and my thumbs brush over his skin, loving the feel of him.
“Why do you have condoms in there?”
A smile breaks across his handsome face, then he leans down, kissing me. I feel the head of his cock lined up, ready to strike like a cobra in the wild.
“I was hoping that this would happen. With you, not any other woman, if that is what you were thinking.”
“Oh.”
“Yeah, ‘Oh.’ Can I fuck my woman now?”
“Oh, yes, please.”
He doesn’t smile, or chuckle, he just growls and slams into me, not giving me a second to take back my begging.
My hands go to his neck, and I hang on for dear life while he fucks me fast and hard, but Romeo has other ideas. He reaches for my hands, holding them above my head, stretching me out for him.
He dips his head, sucking on one of my nipples, biting and tugging at the bud, and making me cry out his name.
The bed shakes with every thrust.
He fucks me hard, fast, and dirty. I fucking love it.
My oversensitive pussy is gushing, and I feel how wet he is making me. My thighs are slick, and the sounds that our bodies are making turn me on more.
I have always loved dirty sex when reading it in books, even though I’ve never had it in real life, until now.
“Shit, you feel so good, Nell. Tight, wet, and warm pussy just for me. I can feel how creamy you are; come for me, baby. Fucking soak us both.”
His words bring my already heightened arousal even higher and I come with the next thrust. I cry out his name, the sound mixed with his growls and grunts and the sound of skin slapping against skin.
“Fuck, that’s it. Squeeze my cock, baby. Oh fuck.” Then he is coming, his body coiled tight.
He lets go of my hands, and the need to touch him is overwhelming. Settling each hand on his back, I relish in the sweaty skin of the man who just fucked me silly.
Catching his breath, Romeo rolls off me, pulling me with him. My breathing is heavy, my body alight with bliss from my climax.
Closing my eyes, I settle against him, but it is short-lived.
“Let me get rid of this and clean you up.”
I watch with rapt attention as he walks around the bed and into the bathroom to clean up. When he emerges, he has a damp cloth in his hand and with his eyes on me, he cleans between my legs.
Oh fuck, there goes another piece of my heart for him. I knew this would happen.
Romeo can’t be this sweet to me and expect me not to catch feelings for him.
Closing my eyes, I roll onto my side, curling up into a ball, when I feel him slip back into bed.
“What are we doing, Romeo?” My voice is small and I hate the sudden change in me.
His arms go around me, pulling me closer to his body. I unravel my legs and link them with his.
“I don’t know, babe.” He sighs. “But I like what this is.”
“I do, too.”
I snuggle in deeper, and he chuckles.
“You like to snuggle after sex, huh?” I pinch his side, making him laugh harder.
“No, you just fucked me good. I am exhausted and after today, I was already mentally drained.”
“I am sorry about what she said. My uncle will take care of it. I want you to enjoy your time here with me, Nell.”
“I should never have let her words get to me. Bullies were an ingrained part of my life growing up because I was not a size six like the other girls in my class. Add in the fact that my hair is not straight and blonde like Barbie. Over time, I fell in love with my body; college made me see things differently. I was lucky that the people I was in college with were not mean girls, so I found a path that I loved.”
“Like that for you, babe.” He trails his fingers over my bare shoulder, while his other hand grips my thigh, keeping it across his abs.
“I think being around people who did not judge me helped. It was easy for me to fall for Keith. Good lord, I wish I could tell my younger self to run for the hills when I saw him.” I chuckle.
“Did you know that I was not heartbroken when we split? Things were bad between us for a while, so it was a huge relief when we divorced.”
“He is a prick for doing what he did. He is not a man. A man should worship his woman.”
“Is that what you would do?” The question slips free before I can stop it.
His body tenses for a second before he relaxes back into the bed. What does that mean? Why did he tense up?
This man confuses me.
“For the right woman. Yes,” is all he says.
We lull into a quiet moment, and my eyes begin to droop, my tiredness rearing its head. My body becomes heavy, and before I can say anything else, sleep takes me under.