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I’m exhausted, not able to move, speak, or even think. But this feeling... it’s unlike anything I’ve felt before. It’s like the perfect high, and he’s my drug.

Roman murmurs something, but I can’t hear him; I’m too close to sleep. I do feel him pull out of me, though, and he helps me lie down on my side. He kisses my hip sweetly before I feel the loss of him.

I’m almost asleep when I feel my leg being lifted before something warm and wet glides between my legs. “You did so well, baby,” he praises as he wipes his cum from my thighs and swollen pussy. “You’re stunning, Ava, better than I could have ever hoped for. Thank you for giving me the honor of having you tonight. I promise, next time, I’m going to take the time to worship your body like the princess you are.”

I feel cherished in this moment, and if I were more awake, I’d probably tear up. This feeling, the aftercare he provides as he pulls me into his arms, wrapping me in his embrace, is more intense than the sex.

He whispers sweet things, continuing to praise me, rubbing my back as I drift off to sleep. I shouldn’t stay the night, I have to go home. But... maybe a few hours in this man’s arms wouldn’t be so bad.

Chapter 6

Roman

The heaviness of disappointment weighs on my chest when I wake up the next morning to find the spot next to me empty and cold.

Burying my face deeper into the pillow, I breathe in Ava’s lingering cocoa butter scent. Last night was by far one of the best nights of my life. I’ve lived a very exciting and eventful life, and I’ve had my fair share of women, but none of them made me feel the way she did.

Her look of wonder and admiration throughout the whole night... it was everything. It made my inner dom preen with pride. While I’ve felt similar with past partners, it’s different with her.

The meeting with my client isn’t until tomorrow at noon, so my schedule is wide open for the day. What the hell am I going to do all day to keep myself busy until tonight?

Maybe I could go back to sleep and wake up around the time Ava will be here.

Only, I’m wide awake now, my mind racing with last night’s events. My cock aches at the memory of her on her knees for me, taking my shaft between her pink lips and sucking me down like a greedy little thing.

Groaning, I give my cock a squeeze to relieve the pressure. Pushing the blankets to the side, I pad my way over to the bathroom butt-ass naked and turn the shower on.

The warm water feels good, but as I wash my body, I regret it. I no longer have her essence on me. God, I sound like a fucking stalker right now.

After washing my hair, I pay extra attention to my cock, gripping it tightly as I think about what I have planned tonight for Ava. A thrill shoots up my spine before I spill myself against the shower wall, letting out a deep, unsatisfied groan. It feels so much better cumming down Ava’s throat or deep inside her tight pussy.

After my shower, I get ready for the day. I throw on some black dress pants and a deep brown dress shirt. I style my hair back neatly, knowing damn well that Ava will make a mess of it tonight when she drags her nails against my scalp, tugging at the strands as she rides my face, screaming my name.

I curse myself when my cell phone snaps me out of my little daydream. “Hello?” I answer, too distracted to pay attention to the caller ID. Not the best move.

“Hey, Ro. Heard you’re in town. Did you think you could come here and not see me?” my best friend, Connor, teasingly scolds me.

“Of course not.” I chuckle. “I just know you’re crazy busy.”

“Well, my week is free—I know, shocking, right?” he laughs. Connor is a record producer, one of the best in the business. And I occasionally work on some cases for his recording label.

“Very. No pompous pop star demanding crazy things from you?”

“Nope. But knock on wood, brother, we don’t want to jinx it.”

“Of course not.” I chuckle, moving to stand next to the window. You can see the whole city from up here.

I’m going to fuck Ava against this window tonight, show everyone what’s mine and what they will never have.

My cock perks up at the idea, making me adjust myself. I don’t need to be getting hard while talking to my friend.

“You busy today?” he asks me.

“Not until tonight.”

“Awesome. Let’s get lunch. Noon, Black Rock Diner on 89th.”

“See you there.”

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