“Like getting fucked whenever you want to, naughty girl?” He growls in my ear, thrusting again. “Never having to wear clothes.” Another thrust. “Knowing all four of us are all for you.”
“Yes.” I groan, trying to meet each punishing thrust. “Fuck yes.”
“Good.” His hand wraps around my throat and tightens.
My vision darkens, but the pleasure hits a new high as he fucks me hard and deep. Roman being rough with me in the kitchen, unafraid of anyone waking up, not worried about interruption, his whole focus on me is something else.
I pant and groan for him. “Right there!”
“You like that spot?” He bites the back of my shoulder. “I think you like everything when I fuck you.”
“Yes.” I whimper, hopelessly obedient when he’s inside me. “I missed you.”
“I missed you too, Bambina.” He kisses the nape of my neck. “Bent over and purring for me like the good girl you are.”
“What a show.”
Turning my head, I see Gunner. He smirks and takes my hand, putting it on his cock until Roman turns me to face him. “Take him in your mouth, Sophia.”
I jerk his pajama pants down and wrap my lips around Gunner’s cock without question. Roman’s hard thrusts help me bob up and down on Gunner’s cock as I suck and lick, my moans muffled by him filling my throat over and over.
“Fuck, I love waking up in the middle of the night now.” Gunner pants, pulling my hair up so he can guide me better. “Just like that, sweets. You know just how I like it.”
Roman smacks my ass hard. “You can take him deeper.”
I do as I’m told, taking Gunner so deep in my throat that I gag. Gunner groans, and between the two of them, I don’t know how I’ve ever lived without them. I get Gunner to come when I do, gripping his ass so hard as I finish that he can’t pull out as he fills my throat.
Once I let go, Roman’s next, coming inside me as I pant and catch my breath. Gunner kisses me softly, then steals my food with a wink. Roman turns me around and kisses me, sucking my bottom lip between his.
I slump against him and rub his sides. “So much for food.”
“Back to bed for you.” He kisses the top of my head. “I’ll make breakfast in the morning to make up for it.”
“As if I’m mad.” I kiss his chin.
Roman swats my bottom as I wrap the sheet back around me. “I love you, Bambina.”
“I love you too.” I bid before returning to Holden and curling around him.
The next day, work goes quickly, even being in the office. Neal comes in twice to update me on an account, but I don’t have to deal with any offers of him freeing me from Roman or anyone else.
My dad is another issue. He calls me in to go over what he missed, and once we finish, he sighs and rubs his forehead. “How have you been, Sophie?”
My fingers freeze on the keyboard, and I close my laptop. “I’ve been good. I wanted to ask Mom if you guys wanted to do lunch or something on Sunday. If you’re taking the day off.”
“Despite Roman wanting to work this weekend, I’m handling that. I may be off Sunday, though.” He checks something on his computer and nods once. “Yeah, Sunday should work.”
“Good. It’ll be nice to see you and mom, hopefully getting along.”
“We also have Bella’s wedding coming up. Two weekends from now. I’m sure we’ll all be expected for the bachelor party that Matthew has planned.”
“How is Mom doing with all that – minus details about what’s being discussed.” I clarify.
Dad rubs the back of his neck. “I don’t know how great the wedding is going to be, but it’ll be something. That’s for sure. I assume you’re going?”
“I haven’t been formally invited.”
“That doesn’t mean you won’t be a plus one.” He sighs. “And that will add another layer.”