Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 55839 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 279(@200wpm)___ 223(@250wpm)___ 186(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 55839 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 279(@200wpm)___ 223(@250wpm)___ 186(@300wpm)
We barely make it out of his SUV before we’ve got our hands all over each other.
We slip inside the front door, and slam it shut. And then his hands are gripping my ass, and he’s kissing me desperately.
We make it as far as the couch.
“I can’t stop wanting you,” he says to me as he sits down and I straddle him. “I just can’t get enough of you, Greer.”
I gaze into his eyes, wishing more than anything I could have this for the rest of my life. “Me too.” I grind against him, my body coming more and more alive with every touch.
Roman guides my hips with his strong hands and brings his mouth to meet mine. It’s a sensual kiss at first but grows hungrier by the second.
I’m so turned on I could orgasm from the friction we’re creating by rubbing against each other.
“I need to be inside you,” he murmurs against my lips.
“Yes, yes,” I say in a low voice, needing him more than anything too.
He makes quick work of sliding down his pants and boxers. “I need you to ride me, Greer. Show me how you own this cock.”
I slip my panties off and position myself over his hard length. And with one twist of his hips, he’s inside me, and it feels so incredible.
I rock my body, slowly at first, and then I pick up speed. I gaze into his soft blue eyes, feeling a sense of calm wash over me as I lose myself in their tranquil depths.
His lips slowly spread into a smile, and he leans in to pepper kisses down my neck. “I need these clothes off,” he says between kisses, reaching for the hem of my maxi dress.
I help him get the thing off, and he stares at my breasts covered by my black lacy bra.
“You’re so fucking perfect,” he whispers as he brings his hands to cup each breast. He squeezes a bit and then leans his head closer, sucking on my breast through the bra.
In a flash, he removes my bra and tosses it on the floor behind him. He gives my breasts equal attention, sucking one while playing with the other and vice versa, as our bodies move in unison.
I realize Roman fucking owns me, and I grip his hair with my fingers, and moan as my body picks up speed.
“That’s it, Greer. Be a goddamn good girl and ride my cock.”
I love it when he speaks dirty to me.
“How did I ever get so lucky to be here right now?” He kisses me, and then our lips stay close, hovering, breathing each other’s air. “Greer,” he whispers, and I’m so close to coming it’s crazy.
If there were ever a moment for Roman to confess his undying love for me, it would be now.
Instead, he grips my hair and pulls my head back so he can trail kisses along my neck.
“I’ve wanted you for so long,” he says, barely audible.
Is this true?
And how long is long?
A week?
Month?
Years?
I keep grinding against him, rocking my hips, moving with him as my body tingles everywhere. I can feel my orgasm cresting, but I try to push her off for just a second longer. I need more of this.
More of him.
“Greer, come all over me. Make me yours,” he says before kissing my lips.
And I lose it.
I can’t stop coming as I ride him.
“That’s it, baby. Fuck, I feel you. I feel that sweet pussy tightening around my dick.” He rocks up into me, gripping my hair tighter in his fists. “Keep riding me. I’m about to come,” he says.
I’m still coming when Roman lets loose. It’s a beautiful sight, and I memorize every detail.
He tugs me closer, and I know at this moment that I’m completely in love with this man. There’s no need to think about anyone else ever getting my heart, because Roman has the whole damn thing in his hands.
And I think he always has.
“I’m still not sure about visiting my mother. I know this needs to be done, but…” Roman says, while maneuvering his SUV onto the highway.
I rest my hand on his thick thigh as he drives. “It’ll be great.”
“If you say so,” Roman says with a half-ass smirk on his face.
Since last night, I've found myself feeling jittery around him, and I can't quite pinpoint the reason why. Perhaps it's because I've come to terms with the realization that I'm in love with him. I've always harbored feelings for him, but now I recognize that it's love.
The genuine kind.
The kind that has the power to move mountains and beyond.
"Are you listening to me?" Roman's voice breaks through my inner monologue.
I snap out of my thoughts, turning to meet his gaze. "No, sorry. What did you say?"
He lifts my hand and grazes his lips across my knuckles. “Are you sure you’re okay with seeing your father?”