Chapter 10 #2
Where the hell was Rome? There was no possible way for him to get out unseen.
She took the fresh towels in, her heart pounding. She so desperately wanted to get out of there. What if one of Petrovich’s entourage recognized her?
In the living area, the group was gathered around the built-in bar, pouring drinks and laughing. Petrovich was in a chair, a scantily-dressed woman in his lap.
Sofie set the towels down and hurried out. No one paid her any attention.
In the outside hall, she blew out a breath and quickly pushed the cart down the corridor. She reached the housekeeping closet and suddenly, the door opened and she was yanked inside.
Sofie gasped.
“You all right?” Rome asked.
“ Rome .” How had he gotten out?
“You okay?” he repeated.
“Yes.” She yanked her wig off, then she was pulled up on her toes.
“ Never risk yourself like that again,” he growled.
Warmth bloomed in her chest. “I’m fine—”
He shook her. “ Never again, Sofia. Someone tried to snatch you today. You have a stalker. You don’t fucking sneak out.”
“It was important, Rome. I know what I’m doing.”
He leaned close, their faces inches apart. Her heart knocked hard in her chest.
“Playing Robin Hood?” he asked silky.
She lifted her chin. “Righting wrongs. A man was killed. Others have been hurt.”
There was a flash in his eyes. “We’ll discuss this more once you’re safe, back at the house.”
“There is nothing to discuss. This is my life, Rome.”
He growled, then backed her against the shelves full of cleaning products, towels, and linen.
Then his mouth was on hers.
Sofie moaned and threw her arms around his neck. His hands slid under her ass. Their tongues dueled.
God, he tasted better than anything. Heat flooded her.
Then he tore his mouth free. She was very pleased to see his chest rising and falling faster than usual. Knowing that she affected the strong, contained man so much left her lightheaded.
“I’ll follow you back to the house.”
She pouted. “You trailed me here in the X6? I never saw you.”
“I wouldn’t be any good at my job if you had.”
“Rome, I need to return the tiara to its rightful owner.”
“I’ll see you home, then I’ll return it.”
She wanted to argue, but the look on his face warned her not to. She nodded.
“Get changed,” he said.
He slipped out and Sofie quickly changed back into her own clothes. She stuffed her disguise in her backpack. It didn’t take long for her to collect her car.
This time, she noticed the black SUV staying behind her on the drive back to the house.
She parked the Tesla on the side street where she’d picked it up from. The X6 stopped beside her and the passenger door opened.
She climbed in. Rome was quiet as he pulled up in front of her rental house.
He opened the window and waved at one of the guards.
“Get inside, Sofie.”
“Rome—”
“We’ll talk when I get back.”
She sucked in a breath, then slid out of the SUV.
One of the guards opened the front door for her. She was filled with nervous energy and leftover adrenaline from her little jaunt. She stomped up the stairs.
How dare Rome take over? She’d been retrieving stolen jewelry for years now. She knew what she was doing.
She stormed into her bedroom and kicked off her shoes, then she started pacing.
Had he returned the tiara yet? What if someone spotted him?
Ugh . She hated the stress. It was different when you were only risking yourself.
Rome hadn’t thought highly of Robin Hood. Would it change how he thought of her?
How he felt about her?
She paced across the room, swiveled, then paced back.
It felt like an eternity, but finally, she heard the door downstairs. She didn’t hear his footsteps; Rome was too quiet for that. Her bedroom door slammed open.
Rome stood there like some avenging god.
“It’s done?” she asked.
He nodded. Then he closed the door and strode toward her.
Sofie suddenly felt like prey. She backed up. His burning gaze ran over her.
“Rome—”
“Quiet.” His arms circled around her waist and he lifted her off her feet. She loved it when he did that. Used his strength to move her around.
Then his mouth was on hers.
Sofie clung to him, clamping her legs around his waist.
He bit her lip, then took her mouth, rough and hard.
She loved it. She gripped his head, kissing him back.
Yes, yes, yes, her body chanted.
Then his hands were on her shirt. He yanked, and the buttons popped off.
She gasped, their gazes met. Desire was reflected back at her. What she saw was hot enough to melt steel.
“Rome, I need—”
“I know what you need.” His voice was low and guttural.
They tore at each other’s clothes. She got his shirt open. Yes . Instantly she put her mouth on his tattoo.
He growled, then shoved her leggings and panties down. Her bra followed.
“So damn beautiful, Sofie. And sexy.”
He pinched one nipple and she squirmed. She went for his belt.
“You want my cock, Sofie?”
Her belly contracted. He was talking dirty. No one talked dirty to her. She wanted more. “ Yes .”
His hands ran down her sides. “You going to take all of me? Scream my name when I’m moving inside you?”
She rubbed her thighs together. She was so wet, so turned on.
His fingers skimmed along her thigh, then between her legs. He toyed with the strip of hair at the juncture of her thighs. She widened her stance a little and he stroked her. A shiver wracked her.
“Love those sexy shivers. Just for me.” He thumbed her clit. “Fuck, so damn wet.”
She let out a husky cry.
“I know, baby. I’ll make it better soon.”
He picked her up like she weighed nothing, and set her on the bed.
He quickly dealt with his belt, then kicked his pants and boxer shorts off.
Oh. God . Sofie froze.
He was so beautiful. So strong, so big. She ran her gaze hungrily over his hard stomach, solid thighs, and the heavy erection between them.
She was almost panting. She’d never wanted someone so much.
He climbed on the bed, sitting with his back to the headboard. He grabbed a packet from his wallet and she watched him slide the condom on his large cock.
His gaze met hers. It made it impossible to breathe.
“Come here, Sofie.”
Her belly pulsed, need making her mindless.
She crawled across the bed.
“Yes, come right here.” He gripped her hips, pulling her to straddle him. Sofie gripped his broad shoulders, her fingers biting into his dark skin. She spread her thighs wide.
The fat head of his cock nudged her folds and she moaned, her eyes closing.
“No, look at me,” he ordered. “I want those eyes on mine.”
She opened her eyes. She saw her need echoed in his own.
He fisted his cock and nudged her hip.
Finally . Sofie sank down.
Oh, God. “Oh… Rome .”
“I’m big, I know. You can take me, beautiful.”
She kept her gaze on him, panting. “It feels so good.” He stretched her, but she loved the pleasurable burn.
Finally, she sank the last inches, taking him deep.
“Fuck, beautiful,” he breathed.
Then his big hands cupped her ass. He lifted her up, then slammed her down.
“Rome!” Sofie moved her hips, riding him. She ground down, but it was a joint effort. Rome used his strength to move her.
She had enjoyed sex before, but this was something much more raw, powerful. This was primal, wild fucking, and she loved it.
Rome groaned. “You’re so tight, Sofie. You feel so good around my cock.”
She made a sound—part cry, part moan.
“Rub your clit, beautiful. I want to watch you come.”
She dug her nails into his shoulders, then moved one hand down her belly.
Her clit was swollen. With each rub, she felt the flex of his stomach muscles as he thrust up inside her.
“ Oh .” Electricity skated through her. “Rome, I’m…”
“Can feel your sweet pussy squeezing me. Fuck . Come, Sofie.”
Her orgasm hit. She screamed. She might have begged. Pleasure was a hot rush, her body shaking wildly.
Rome’s hold on her ass turned bruising. He pumped up into her, once, twice.
“Sofie… fuck .”
His big body arched beneath her, his cock pulsing inside her. His face twisted as he came.