Page 37 of The Roman's Woman (A Singular Obsession)

“Welost our minds. But believe me when I say that I am completely one hundred percent clean.”

She studied him solemnly. “Okay…it’s only that some things don’t show up right away. And with you being you…”

He narrowed his eyes. “What does that mean?”

A hand moved to encompass his naked chest. “You’re so much more experienced and if you’re sometimes careless then—”

“I amnotcareless.”

“But—”

He held up a hand. “Sophia, I’ve never had unprotected sex with anyone other than you and my wife. I’m fastidious when it comes to my love life. You are the exception…and well there’s only been you since my marriage ended.”

Sophia shot up to a seated position. “Wait, you got divorced like a year ago!”

He straightened uncomfortably. “More than two years actually.”

Her mouth dropped open. There was silence while she stared at him for a painfully long minute. “Oh.”

“Yes, oh. Additionally you should know that given the reason for my divorce, I felt it necessary to get every STD test known to man.”

“Oh.”

He pushed her back down on the bed. “Can I have another syllable please?”

She giggled and reached up to put her arms around his neck. “Would you settle for anoh, God?”

He didn’t. He settled for four.

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Gio’s hands rubbed over the naked skin of her back.

Sophia was asleep on her side, her forehead pressed into a pillow, sheets tangled around her waist.

“Mmm,” she murmured, fighting her drowsiness.

Even in her half-conscious state, she wanted to be awake and back in her lover’s arms. Last night had been devastating in the best sense of the word. Gio had clearly been making up for his almost two years of abstinence. They had gotten precious little sleep, but she didn’t give a damn.

A long strong finger slipped between her ass cheeks, making the short journey to no-man’s land. Suddenly wide awake, she turned her head to the side, giving Gio access to her neck. His warm breath tickled her ear.

“I want to take you here,” he said, making her catch her breath. “Have you ever done that with anyone?”

“No.” Her voice was small.

He continued to rub, pushing at her rosette with his thumb. His index and middle fingers moved down until he was rimming her front entrance as well. She was already soaking. His thumb pressed down harder.

“Would you want to, with me?”

“I…”

Tracing her slippery folds, he licked that sweet spot next to her ear, the one that made her shiver. “’Cause if I didn’t know any better, I would think you like it, judging by how wet you are.”

His voice was smooth and dark, like bittersweet chocolate. Coherence was impossible when one finger and then another entered her sheath, twisting and teasing until she moaned.

“Yes, I want to.”

The words were out before she could analyze them. There was no desire to take them back. Gio was her chance to fulfill every forbidden desire and secret fantasy she’d ever had. True, she hadn’t ever thought aboutthat, but if she didn’t like it, she didn’t have to do it again, right?

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