She licks over my cock and I tremble. “How did that feel, hmm?”
“You can answer.” Roman encourages.
“So good.” She gives me a naughty smile. “I like having you both. Drives me insane.”
“I’m going to come down your throat. Come here and let Matthew fuck your sweet pussy.” Roman commands.
The low gravelly tone of his voice says plenty. Bella turns obediently, kisses Roman’s chest, and slowly down his abs. he leans back, a pose I haven’t seen him use before. It’s almost lacking his normal dom energy.
I stroke over her back, towards her hair, trying to keep it out of her face as I slide into her. Bella lets out a throaty moan. I can feel her pussy pulsing around me as soon as I bury myself inside her.
Panting, I fuck her hard and deep. I know what she expects from these type of nights. Roman lets her have control, telling her, again and again, to make him come, asking if she wants to taste him, so much dirty language.
She comes again and drags me with her. I can’t even pull out. She does it to me so often, I should be used to it. I swear, I can feel when she’s on the edge and I can feel the power ofherorgasm while I come apart.
Roman isn’t far behind. He groans and rubs her cheek. He kisses her forehead softly. “Good girl. That has to hold you for the rest of the week.”
“Don’t work too hard, Roman. I’ll worry.”
He chuckles. “It would take more than a long work week to knock me down.”
Roman heads to the shower and Bella turns to face me. She worms her way against my chest, kissing my collarbone as she rubs my sides. “You had really good timing today.”
“You say that like you miss me,” I whisper in her ear.
“I have.” Her fingers on my skin are so light that I shiver.
I lift her chin and kiss her nose, then between her eyebrows. “Want to clean up?”
“With you? Yes.”
I take her to the other shower, used to her not bothering with clothes. I wash her slowly and realize how much I like our stolen moments alone. I wrap myself around her as we stand in the shower. She rubs over my arms and leans back against my chest.
“What are you planning for tomorrow?”
“I was going to have you come over and give you the best massage treatment I can manage. Candles, mood music, massage oils. The whole thing.”
“You’re wonderful, Bella. You know that right?”
“I didn’t even mention the happy ending.”
I chuckle and kiss her temple. “Being with you at all makes me happy.”
She pauses for a moment, then turns in my arms. Our eyes meet and I wonder for the millionth time what she thinks when I say things like that. Things that prove she’s more than a fling to me.
Nibbling her bottom lip, Bella presses her lips to my heart. “You make things so difficult, Matthew.”
“Do I?”
“In so many ways.” She sighs. “If I didn’t love it, I’d hate it.”
I arch an eyebrow and she laughs. “It’s a compliment I promise.”
“I’m still processing that you want to take care of me in the non-sexual way.”
“Hasn’t the last month and change proved I want you for more than your amazing cock?” She steps out of the shower and flashes a genuine smile while wrapping herself with a towel. “I’m just hopeless like that.”
Damn, we both are. She’s so easy to fall for and considering it’s been less than three months, that feels dangerous as hell. Dangerous or once in a lifetime. Strange how similar they can look when wrapped in such a beautiful package.