Page 111 of Tainted Ties

He thought I was fragile and while I understood his concern, I didn’t want him to walk on eggshells around me.

Standing up, I closed the distance between us, pressing my palms on his chest, and feeling his heart thrum against my fingertips. “Touch me, Roman.”

His eyes narrowed in on me, confusion creasing between his brows.

“Touch me,” I repeated, my fingers digging into his shirt.

His hands circled my wrists, an action to stop me from continuing.

Leaning up, I pressed a gentle kiss to his cheek. “Touch me.”

“Aurora.”My name was a plea and a warning on his tongue. The roughness in which he said it caressed my skin, increasing my lusted haze.

“Touch me.” I brought his hands down to my hips.

His skin was hot to the touch, feeding this burn inside of the pit of my stomach.

Roman gazed at me with a darkness that made me shudder.

It was only a matter of seconds before he snapped and took what was his.

I would forever be his.

And he would forever be mine.

“Touch me,” I choked, my throat tightening with emotion. “Please.”

A growl ripped through his throat before he squeezed, picking me up by the back of my thighs.

I wrapped myself around his waist as he discarded everything from the desk with his arm in one swift motion.

He dropped me on the glass table, spreading my knees apart roughly, causing me to gasp.

“You want to provoke me?” he asked, kneading my flesh. “Mission accomplished.”

A deep and content sigh escaped me when he slid his calloused hands up my thighs.

The tweed mini skirt I had on gave him easy access to where I wanted him.

He hooked two fingers in the center of my underwear, moving them up and down.

I whimpered when his knuckles brushed against my clit for the briefest of moments.

“I’ve hardly touched you and your pussy is soaked.”

He pulled, the fabric digging into my skin before it ripped off me.

The anticipation of his next move was killing me slowly.

“Lay back,” he instructed.

Through hooded eyes, I watched him as I leaned back on my elbows.

Pulling my knees up, he spread me wider, setting my feet on either side of the desk.

Exposed bare, I fought the urge to close my legs.

I wanted him to see me,allof me.

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