Total pages in book: 157
Estimated words: 146605 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 733(@200wpm)___ 586(@250wpm)___ 489(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 146605 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 733(@200wpm)___ 586(@250wpm)___ 489(@300wpm)
“Where are we going?” I ask when we go up the stairs but turn right. I’ve done some venturing around, but this place is massive. It’s no wonder why he has a house staff. There is a lot to take care of around here.
“It’s an idea I’ve been having. I finished it up today.”
“Is that why you missed lunch?” My tone comes off tart. I inwardly groan at myself.
“Miss me?” He smirks. I glare up at him. “You’ll see why shortly.” We turn another corner. “This part of the house was built to be the house staff's quarters. Some often lived on the property years ago. Only George lives here now, and he has a cabin a few acres over.”
“That explains why he’s always here.” I laugh.
“They’ve been sitting empty. This one is meant for a butler. They tend to run everything so they get a bigger space.” He opens the door. I wonder why he’s telling me all this. I step inside and look around.
“This place is nicer than anywhere I’ve ever lived.” It‘s basically an apartment that has been completely updated. There is even a patio.
“Not anymore.”
“Right.” Nothing will ever beat this place. Roman is going to ruin me.
“Do you think Rose would like it here?”
“What?” I say in shock.
“I know she’s on a handful of medications, so we’d have a nurse come once a day for a few hours.”
“Why are you doing all this? You already have me here.” I don’t understand. There is no need for him to go to these great lengths at this point. I can’t help but think there is an ulterior motive.
“I vowed that I would always take care of you. I’m a man of my word.” A lump forms in my throat.
“I think she’d love it here.” She asked about seeing Ace when we told her about him. Roman had my grams half in love with him before we left that night. He is rather charming when he wants to be.
“Okay. I’ll get it handled.”
“Roman…” I trail off.
“Fawn, I just…” I don’t let him finish. Before I realize what I’m doing, I kiss him. He lets out a deep growl, lifting me off my feet. A moment later he sits me down on something as he deepens the kiss. I’m too lost in him to care. I rock my hips against his cock until it’s hitting my clit perfectly. I moan his name, breaking the kiss. He keeps moving against me.
“Fuck, you taste good.” He trails kisses down my neck until he reaches the deep V of my dress. “I want to taste more.” He suddenly drops to his knees in front of me. His eyes remain locked with mine as he pushes my dress up my body before shifting me to sit on the edge of the counter.
I can't believe this is happening. I should tell him to stop. Even if we’d been legit dating it would still be too soon for this. I’ve known the man for a week. Yet, I know that I’m going to let him do whatever he wants. My body is begging for release.
He leans in, and I can feel his warm breath against my thighs. “You smell like cherries everywhere.”
“It’s my body wash.”
“I know. I use it to jack off.” I moan at his words. The thought of him in the shower touching himself and thinking about me is too much. His fingers dip into my lacy purple underwear, pulling it to the side. I swear the small brush of his hand sends a jolt of pleasure through my body. “It turns me on that you’re wearing the panties I got for you. I hand-picked them out myself. I’ve been starved for you, sweet girl.”
My heart starts pounding harder. My whole body is on fire with need. He’s killing me here. I gasp when, finally, his tongue circles my clit a few times before he takes a long lick all the way down. I grab the edge of the counter, needing something to hold onto when he pushes his tongue in and out of me.
“So fucking good. And all mine.” Before I know it, I reach down and tangle my fingers into his hair. “Tell me you want me to make you come.” I can feel the heat rise in my cheeks at his request.
“Roman.” I whimper his name.
“All you have to do is ask.” I want him.
“I need more.” That’s all I manage to get out.
“I’ve got you, precious.” He works his way back to my clit, giving me what I need. He sucks it into his mouth, his tongue going wild. I throw back my head as the orgasm finally hits me. Pleasure like I’ve never felt before shoots through my whole body. My eyes start to water. The sensation is overwhelming. The release is almost intoxicating. I’m going to want this more now that I’ve gotten a taste. I shouldn't. I’m supposed to hate this man.