Page 47 of Clueless Romeo

We came to the busy intersection, catching the light that allowed us to cross. Quietly, we passed the coffee shop and several other stores before rounding the buildings onto our street. We'd barely turned the corner when Roman mumbled a curse, then grabbed my arm. Before I knew what was happening, he whipped me around and flattened my back on the brick wall of a flower shop.

"Why are you always pinning me against walls?" I growled as a bolt of excitement thrashed in my veins. I didn't exactly hate it, but I was still pissed at him.

Something that resembled an apology painted his features as he stepped back, running his fingers through his golden hair that was messier than usual. "Look. I know I messed up. Maybe I should have come over the next day and apologized. Maybe I shouldn't have let you leave in the first place without explaining. But I had to sort out my shit first."

"Yeah?" The question was cold, and I loathed that my body lit up with an awareness of him when Roman had put his hands on me. "And did you get it sorted?"

"I did. I wanted you then, and I still want you now. In my bed. Against the wall. I want my mouth on you. I want to touch you again. Andgod, I want to fuck you so bad it hurts. That's the truth, and there's no point in denying it anymore." His gaze filled with heat, and I tried to control my body's reaction, failing miserably.

"In secret," I clarified, unsure why it annoyed me and excited me at the same time.

Roman erased the space between us, his lips inches from mine. "You wanted casual, right?"

I didn't know what the hell I wanted, but I damn sure didn't want a straight guy who wanted to date in secret. Or maybe I did. That's what I'd asked for. Dating wasn't what Roman was offering anyway. He wanted to fuck. Would it be so wrong to mess around with him if that's all it was?

My eyes narrowed. "I thought you were straight."

"So did I, but we both know that's not exactly true anymore. I can't get the thought of you in my bed out of my head, CJ." He appeared as if he wanted to add something, opening and closing his mouth. Instead, he swallowed audibly and waited on my response.

My pulse pounded, and my breathing shallowed. This wasn't how I expected my day to end, and the shock of the sudden turn of events left me needing to escape to gather my thoughts. Roman was offering me exactly what I'd asked for. Exploring my sexuality with no strings attached. I ignored the warnings blaring in my head that it was a bad idea.

"I have things to do." I pushed him back a step and slid free from where he'd pinned me. "I'll be over tonight. If you want me, you better answer the fucking door."

He didn't follow me, and I didn't look back. I really didn't have any plans or obligations, but I did need to think. My dick was hard, latching onto the promise of what the night had in store, if Roman was serious about what he'd said. But I was also nervous as hell. The only thing that made the decision easier was knowing it would be the first time for Roman too.

Luckily when I unlocked the shop and headed upstairs, Caleb and Christa still hadn't made it back home. I headed for the shower to wash the sweat from my body, then watched the time on my phone tick by, each minute of anticipation building in my blood.

Fourteen

CJ

An obsidian blankethad been cast across the starless sky with only the moon's bright light visible as I stood with my hand raised, ready to knock on Roman's door.

A flurry of nerves took flight in my stomach as I rapped my knuckles on the glass. The lights inside were off, so I could only make out a shadowed figure moving toward the door. At the sound of Roman's footsteps, I considered bolting. Why was I so damn nervous? It was sex. Nothing more. I wondered if Roman was feeling an ounce of the uncontrollable energy pumping through my entire body. But I wanted him more than the desire I had to retreat to the safety of my bedroom and flip the lock.

The bolt clicked as it unlocked, and a rush of breath escaped my lungs when Roman swung the door open. He was wearing a pair of loose dark sweatpants and a plain t-shirt, and stood, bathed in the pale moonlight. The tension in my shoulders vanished as I relaxed when he flashed me his cocky smile. "Are you going to invite me in? Or does the voyeur thing really make your dick hard?"

His grin widened as he stepped back, waving me inside. "As kinky as that sounds, I think I'll keep you all to myself tonight."

The teasing tone had me rolling my eyes as I passed him. "Someone's possessive."

When he didn't respond, I turned to face him. The look on his face had changed from light-hearted to intense as he studied me. "Tonight, youare mine, CJ. You sure you're ready for that?"

I could have asked him the same question, but I didn't need to. Heat blazed in his storm-cloud-colored eyes, and there was a very determined set to his jaw. As his gaze roamed my face, I swallowed hard, responding in a voice that sounded as if it had been shredded with sharp rocks. "Then I guess you better tell me exactly what you want."

Roman slammed the door closed, and silence slipped around us, enveloping the room in hushed tension that rolled into the space between us—like an impending storm cloud just before lightning ripped through the sky.

I felt the electricity zipping through the air, just waiting to be ignited.

Roman prowled forward, and my pulse spiked when he stopped inches away. "I want you on your knees as I slide my cock between your lips. I'm fucking dying to see you bent over my desk. Needing the taste of your skin on my tongue has been driving me fucking insane all day. Should I keep going?"

My cock ached, and my balls drew tight. If Roman said anything more, I wasn't sure we'd make it to any of those things before I came in my pants like a damn teenager. My voice cracked. "I think I get the picture."

Roman let loose a raspy chuckle. "Upstairs. I want you spread out on my bed. Naked just for me."

"You're not going to offer me a drink first?" I bit my lip to hold back a nervous laugh.

For a straight guy, he was gay as hell. And bossy. And stupidly hot. He also seemed a lot more confident about everything than I'd expected.

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