Page 15 of Devil's Den

“You’re not funny.”

Again, he winked at her.

“Try them on.”

She began to slide the new lingerie onto her body, and it felt so good, and so soft against her flesh. There were bras, corsets, bralettes, sports bras, along with many different styles of panties. Each one seemed more beautiful than the last. She ended up keeping all the lingerie. Once she finished trying everything on, she wore a pale blue bra that had lace cups, along with a matching pair of panties that teased what was beneath.

“I don’t know how I’ll be able to pay you back, Rome. This is too much.” She was already paying off her brother’s debt and keeping him alive by being here. There was no way she would ever earn the money to pay him for these clothes. She was going to have to take some with her when she left.

“They’re yours, and consider them compensation for me destroying the other ones.”

“I can’t believe you did that.”

He winked at her. “You could always come here.”

She saw that twinkle in his eye, and knew exactly what that meant. After last night, Beth wasn’t nervous about approaching him, or what would come next. She didn’t know how it was possible, but he had been so incredibly sweet to her.

She had never experienced anything like it. His mouth on her pussy had been like a dream. At first, when he touched her pussy, she didn’t know if she would be able to stand it, but little by little, he’d teased her to the point where she didn’t think she’d want anythingbuthis touch. It felt so good when he finally filled her with his finger. In a strange twist of fate, she had even been a little disappointed it was only his finger, and she’d wanted to feel his cock.

Stepping up to him, he grabbed her hand and pulled heronto his lap so she straddled his waist.

“I like these,” he said, tracing a finger across the curve of her breast.

She smiled at him. “I like them too.”

“I wasn’t talking about the lingerie,” he said, dipping his finger beneath the lace and making her gasp as he stroked the top of her breast.

How did he say things that teased her? That made her forget who she was, why she was here, and who he was. In that moment, she didn’t care, because it felt so good.

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Rome wasn’t one for fashion. He didn’t give a shit what a woman wore, as long as she looked right for the part on his arm.

Beth was changing him. He’d purposely not left the house so he could watch her change. Yes, he had destroyed her clothes as he figured it would be the only way to deal with her. Watching her change from one outfit to another shouldn’t have given him as much of a thrill as it did.

Her body was made to be on display, and there were several items that made her curves look perfect. She was stunning. The lingerie was his favorite part; she looked so beautiful, and his cock ached to see more of her, and he was going to get it. Reaching behind her, he unsnapped her bra and slowly eased it down her arms, then tossed it to the side.

“You’re not going to ruin this one?” she asked.

“You like it way too much. In fact…” He eased her off his lap and sunk to his knees before her.

This was another first for him, as he’d never gone on his knees for a woman. He removed her panties, trailing them down her thighs, and helping her step out of them before pressing his face against her pussy. He relished her sudden, indrawn breath.

“Rome?” she asked.

He kissed her pussy and moved back toward the sofa, drawing her onto his lap, and he slid a hand beneath her pussy, sliding a finger between her creamy slit, as he filled her with one finger. She cried out, and he pressed his thumb against her core, caressing back and forth, heightening her arousal. She opened her eyes and stared right back at him. There was a glazed look in her eyes.

“I want to feel you inside me,” she said.

Rome pulled his fingers from her body and put his hands on her thighs. He had to decide whether to take over here, or take her to bed.

“Take what you want,” he said, opting to stay where he was.

He let go of her thighs, spread his arms across the back of the sofa, and watched. He saw how nervous she was, and he waited.

She tucked some of her hair behind her ear and reached for his shirt. Rome never had a woman undress him, but Beth was different. She was different and sexy, as she did what he wanted her to do. He didn’t want her to stop as she opened his shirt, and all he did was help her take it off him. She slid her hands over his chest, and fuck, even that felt good.

Women were not allowed to explore him, but Beth wasn’t just any woman. She was different. He couldn’t get enough of her.

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