Chapter 54
Chapter Fifty-Four
Chrissy
I ’m a ball of raging hormones. Thankfully, I’m on birth control because I would let this man get me pregnant tonight. I tuned out when Raina appeared. Everyone was introduced, but not too long after, we all went our separate ways. With Rome’s hand in mine, we walk toward his car in silence. I just need to hold it in until we get to his room. I can do that. I’m a big girl.
“Ready to go home, sunshine?” he asks with a grin.
And I internally combust.
“Mm-hmm,” I hum through my closed lips.
“What’s wrong? Cat got your tongue?” He unlocks his car, opening the passenger side door for me.
I attempt to take my seat, but he wraps his arm around my waist, and I stop in my tracks.
“Talk to me, Wildflower.” His voice is low and demanding.
It sends shivers along my spine.
“We need to get home,” I whisper while I look up at him.
“Why?” he teases.
“You know why.”
“I want you to say it.” He takes a step closer, pressing the backs of my legs against the car.
“I need you to fuck me.”
With a low chuckle, he releases his grip, and his smile turns mischievous. “Well then, let’s go.”
He can’t get the keys in the lock fast enough. My hands are roaming underneath his jersey. My palms meet his sculpted abs, and warmth floods my clit as my hands dip down to untie the knot on his sweatpants’ drawstring.
With a click, he twists the doorknob, and it opens. Before I can react, he spins around to scoop me in his arms. Our lips meet, and he carries me inside. My back meets the door as my feet are set back on the ground, and he locks the door without breaking contact.
A low growl leaves his mouth as he squeezes my ass, urging me forward. We stumble through the living room, walking to his room.
The way Rome kisses me tells me how much he loves me. Not only does he have my heart, but I have his. His touch reminds me that I’m beautiful and that he cherishes every inch of my body. My self-esteem has grown since he entered my life. I’m no longer constantly fussing over my hair or makeup. Rome doesn’t care if I wake up looking like I surfed through a tornado. He only cares that I’m there with him, and that fact is helping me realize that the love I’ve been looking for is right in front of me.
I trip over something on the ground, and I start to fall back. But Rome is quick to catch me by tightening his grip around my arms.
“What the?—”
Korra meows and bats at my ankles, reminding me that Rome has a companion in his home who thinks she’s a princess.
“Sorry, she’s been sleeping in the middle of the hallway recently,” Rome chuckles.
“Because the five beds you bought her weren’t enough?” I sass.
“Are you jealous?” he asks with a cocky look on his face.
Korra throws herself at his legs before walking into the kitchen, presumably to eat.
“No.”
“Don’t lie to me,” he whispers and takes a step forward, making me take a step back.
“I’m not jealous of your cat,” I chuckle, but I might be a teensy bit jealous.
“That’s okay. I’ll remind you why you’re my number one girl.”
Rome picks me up, and I squeal in response. We barrel into his room, and he closes the door so a certain white cat doesn’t interrupt us.
I part his lips with my tongue, and I moan when his tongue meets mine. Rome grunts, and before I can register where I am, he drops me on his bed.
“Ahh!” I scream and giggle as he settles between my legs.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous,” he murmurs against my lips, toying with them.
I tug on the collar of his jersey, more than ready to throw it across the room so I can feel him against me.
“As much as I enjoy seeing you in your gear, you look better without it on,” I say before leaning up to tug his lower lip into my mouth, gently sucking on it.
“You look way too good in my jersey,” he chuckles. “But I’d have to agree.”
He plants his knees on the bed, resting on either side of my body. Crisscrossing his arms, he removes his jersey, and my clit throbs as I watch him. His core is tight and layered with muscles. Moving my gaze down, I sigh in pleasure at the sight of the deep V before his groin.
I push myself off the bed and kiss his chest, sucking just enough to leave marks on his skin. With rasps and moans of his own, Rome pushes me back on the bed and smiles down at me while working the jersey I’m wearing over my body.
“Let’s make this fair, shall we?”
I lift myself so he can take off my shirt. He throws it across the room, leaving me in just my black bra and jeans. My breathing falters when his eyes travel down my body. He feathers his thumb over my lower stomach and unbuttons my pants, revealing the hem of my matching black underwear.
He looks back up at me, and I smile softly. My back arches off the bed while he pulls my pants off. Standing in front of me, he removes his sweats and boxers slowly, like he knows I’m watching him strip.
“Take those off,” he orders while nodding toward my underwear.
Securing my fingers on the edge of my panties, I tug them down and let them drop to the floor.
“That too.” He nods at my bra, and I’m quick to free my breasts.
I lie before him naked, my chest heaving, waiting for Rome to make the first move.
“Open your legs.” His green eyes light up as he throws commands at me.
I allow my legs to drop to the sides, revealing myself to him. Rome smiles and licks his lips before looking at me.
“Do I get to see this after every game?”
“Only if you win,” I say with a mischievous grin.
“And what if I lose?” he asks while tugging on my ankle, bringing me closer to the edge of the bed.
“You’ll get special treatment.”
Rome hums as his lips meet the inside of my right thigh.
“Better than this?” he asks as his lips travel closer to my core.
“Possibly,” I say breathlessly.
“Hmm, sounds tempting . . .”
“Don’t lose just to find out— oh fuck!” I cry out.
He devours me with his mouth, and the sensation of his tongue licking my pussy forces me to move closer to him. Rome chuckles in response, the vibrations traveling through my body.
“I fucking love how your body reacts to me,” he whispers against me with a dark smile.
Chills and goose bumps envelop me as he runs his tongue over my skin, kissing and sucking on my clit at random intervals. I ball his sheets in my fists as he brings me closer and closer to climax.
“Fuck, that’s so good,” I moan.
He increases his pace; the lapping of his tongue is like music to my ears. My back arches off the bed, and I shudder when his finger plays with my entrance.
“Rome, I’m going to come,” I warn him.
He grunts and shoves his face closer, shaking his head before whispering, “Not yet.”
I groan in frustration when he slows his pace. His tongue is still over me, but it’s not moving. With a final kiss, Rome pulls away and starts to stroke himself.
“This is what you want?” he asks with a moan.
“Please.”
He continues to touch himself, firming his erection. “Prove it to me,” he says while biting his lower lip.
I’m quick to respond, earning a deep chuckle from him. I settle on my stomach, arching my back with a knowing smirk on my face. My hand replaces his, stroking him before kissing the tip of his cock.
“Mmm.” A moan leaves my lips when I taste his pre-cum.
“Like that baby?” He uses his hand to form a makeshift updo with my hair, giving him a clear view to watch me work his cock in my mouth.
I look up at him and nod before wrapping my mouth around his tip, kissing and moaning.
“Fuck, yes. That’s so good.”
The last time I did this was in the dark. I wonder if he’s enjoying the change of scenery right now. I move farther down, taking more of him in my mouth. When I reach the halfway point, I close my mouth and pull back while sucking.
Rome curses and tightens his hand in my hair, gently tugging. “That’s my good girl.”
I work my way back down his length, but stop before I gag. When I move back, Rome grunts and tries to bring me back. I stop at the tip, sucking and running my tongue around it.
“I can’t take it anymore.” He pushes me back on the bed and places himself between my legs again.
Clashing his lips against mine in a searing kiss, he presses his cock against my pussy and stretches his way inside me.
I gasp and dig my fingernails into his back while he settles inside me. My walls contract around him, hugging his girth and accepting his length. His balls are against my ass cheeks, adding to the sensations while he thrusts in and out of me.
“Rome!”
He buries his head in the crook of my neck and nibbles my earlobe while he loses control.
“I fucking love you. You know that, right?” he whispers in my ear.
I nod while the tension in my lower stomach builds. “Yes,” I rasp. “I love you too.”
With a deep grunt, Rome rams inside me, hitting my G-spot. Stars fill my eyes, and heat rushes over my body. My legs start to spasm because he doesn’t stop.
“Oh my god, Rome!”
With my exclamation, he presses and holds himself against me, and I come around him. My joints turn into jelly, and my vision blurs and hazes. I move my hips against him as I ride out my orgasm. I’m gasping for air when the feeling subsides.
Rome starts to resume his motions, but when he mutters a curse against my ear, his cock flexes inside me, filling me with his cum.
“Fuck me,” he moans while working on catching his breath. “I’ll never get tired of that,” he admits while falling onto his back beside me.
I chuckle and look over at him. “Me either.”
We stare at one another, nothing but love and admiration filling our gaze. I reach out and brush a stray hair from his forehead. My finger lingers over him for a moment, remembering the time I used to crave this motion.
“It’s you, Rome,” I whisper so quietly I wonder if he can hear me.
“What’s me?” he asks with a soft smile.
All this time, I’ve been searching for this feeling that hugs my heart. Not once did I think I would find a love such as this. Why would I be worthy of a love that transcends the stars? Why would I be worthy of a soulmate? Looking at Rome, the answer is simple. I’m worthy because we’re all worthy. Everyone deserves love, even douchebags like Malik Chen. Love is precious, and the universe is the only being that knows when you’re ready for it.
“I thought I was cursed before you. I was searching for this feeling.” I place my hand over my heart. “You make me feel so many things. Some feelings I didn’t think I deserved. But you... you showed me I do deserve them. You’re the love I’ve been looking for.” Tears fill my eyes at the admission.
Rome looks at me, and I mean, really looks at me. He inches closer, brushing his thumb over my tears to wipe them away.
“You always saw something inside me, back to our first conversation in the library. You saw me, every ounce of darkness. You didn’t run when it came to light. You faced it, and you helped me accept it. I’m working on being a better person for myself, thanks to you. You showed me what it feels like to be loved, to not be alone. You’re my wildflower, my sunshine, and I can’t live without you.” His eyes fill with tears, and I smile at him before placing a soft kiss on his lips.
He wraps his arms around me and holds me close. This is one of those moments that will live in our memories. We’ll think back to the day we lay in his bed after he won the first game of his senior year, how we made love and cuddled one another. I’ll remember the moment I came to the realization that I’m more than I think I am. And I’ll definitely remember the moment when I realized I wasn’t doomed to be cursed forever.
We have two more semesters before we graduate, many more games, and the draft that will determine his future. But together, we can get through anything. We’ve proven that to ourselves over these last few months.
When Rome looks at me, we smile at one another, the love pooling from our expressions. I’ve only ever wanted this. I was a fool to try to ignore it at first.
“Promise me something?” he breaks the silence.
I raise my eyebrow in response.
“Will you wear my hoodie until we’re old and gray?”
I chuckle and smile as widely as I can. “Far longer than that, my love. Far longer than that.”