He pulled off his shirt, keeping his back to the bed. He thought if he looked at her now with outstretched legs, he might lose control. He could just imagine that little pink pussy wet with her desire. By the time he turned around, he was as naked as she was. Even with all that extra time to compose himself, he felt his control slipping when he saw her.
“Put your feet on the bed, bend your legs.”
When she did, he had to fight back a groan. She was wet, beyond wet, and he hadn’t really touched her. Her pussy lips were glistening with her arousal.
He set the condom he’d pulled from his wallet on the bedside table and then joined her on the bed, settling beside her hip. She was watching him, her gaze wide with interest and the deep blue of her eyes dark with her arousal. He trailed a finger down her stomach, enjoyed the way it jumped at the contact. When he rested his palm against her sex, he couldn’t fight the groan. She was wet and warm, and he could just imagine how it would feel to slip his cock into her. He brushed his thumb against her clit and saw her legs tense up.
“I told you not to hide your pleasure.” He pressed against her clit hard, and she moaned then. Long and low. “Better.”
To reward her for doing as he said, he bent his head between her legs and gave her pussy one long lick. Just that one taste had him craving another, but he took his time. He rose from the bed and walked to the foot of it. He wanted more, wanted to play more, do more, but that wasn’t for tonight. But there would be other nights. That he promised himself. She might not be his to keep forever, but he damned sure was going to indulge himself while she was.
He crawled between her legs and breathed in the scent of her. Damn. She was exotic, soft ivory skin, dark, dark hair. She was looking down at him, those gorgeous blue eyes framed by dark lashes, and for a moment, he couldn’t think. His brain just shut off.
Then, in the next instant, the lust that had been twining through his veins exploded. He pulled back the beast that clawed at his gut and dipped his head for another taste of her sweet pussy. He slipped his tongue in again, enjoying the little gasp of excitement that escaped her lips. Running his tongue up to her clit, he slid his finger into her, enjoying the way her muscles clung to it. Her legs moved against his head, her moans growing louder and louder. He added a second finger as he took her clit between his teeth. She quivered, her body bowing, but he pulled back before she could come. Her aggravated groan made him smile. He looked up at her. She was a joy to behold. She might not have said a word, but her eyes were spitting blue fire.
“I didn’t give you permission to come yet,” he said, then lightly tapped her pussy. She shuddered and bit her lip.
He kissed each of her thighs, licking the soft flesh, enjoying the taste of her. Slowly, he worked his way up her body, dipping his tongue into her belly button, then sliding up to her breasts. She was a delight of curves and fragrant skin. He lay on top of her, enjoying the way she fit perfectly beneath him. The heat of her sex warmed his cock, causing it to twitch. He wanted to take more time, demand a complete submission, but that wasn’t in the cards tonight. Even an experienced sub would refuse that. It didn’t keep him from wanting it from her, yearning for it on a level that left him feeling vulnerable. He pushed the thought aside as he rose to his hands and looked down at her. The breath he’d been drawing in clogged his throat as he felt everything in the world fade away but her. She was looking at him with a strange mixture of arousal and wariness. He gave her another kiss, slipping his tongue between her lips and allowing her to taste herself. She needed to know just how delectable she was to him. How good she tasted. He pulled back, ready to take her, but remembered he needed a condom. Rome pulled himself up and grabbed the condom he’d set on the table. He ripped it open and had it on in record time.
He moved back between her legs. When he looked down at her, he had to count backwards from ten again. How did he end up so lucky? The woman was exactly his type. All that dark hair spread out over the ivory sheets, her lips even more swollen from his kissing, and her eyes heavy with lust. Rome gave her a slow, easy kiss that had his heart thudding hard and his need for her out of control. He rose up to his knees, pulled her hips up and then entered her in one hard thrust.
Fucking hell. It was the only thing that came to mind. It wasn’t exactly romantic, but it was what it was. Her muscles clung to him as he pulled himself back out and thrust back in.
“Wrap your legs around my waist,” he ordered, and she immediately complied. His orgasm approached, but he wanted to give her hers first. “Maria. Come for me, beautiful.”