Page 57 of The Roman's Woman (A Singular Obsession)

As soon as the partition went up, Sophia climbed on top of him with a giggle.

“Hi,” she said stroking his jawline with her fingers.

Kelly was right, his square jaw was incredibly sexy. Bending down, she flicked her tongue out to lick his closed lips before leaning back. Smiling seductively, she undid the top buttons of her blouse and opened it wide, revealing a deep red lacy bra.

Gio’s eyes widened. “I think I’m going to like girls’ night out,” he said burying his face in her décolletage.

“Mmm,” Sophia murmured, growing wet as his mouth covered her nipple through the sheer material of the bra. “How far is it to the apartment?”

“Four minutes.” His voice was muffled.

“Too soon and at the same time too long,” she said, rolling her neck in a circle.

Her body was warm and her limbs felt heavier than usual. Each touch seemed magnified, the sensations heightened by the alcohol. It made her want to rub all over him like a cat.

“Then let’s make the most of it,” Gio said huskily before taking her mouth and kissing her hard.

She leaned into him, following his lead and taking as much as she gave. Her hungry response seemed to drive him crazy. His hands ran all over her breasts and hips, his tongue tangling with hers.

He broke off for a moment. “Okay, definitely a huge fan of girls’ night,” he said, his hands fingering a lock of her hair.

Sophia giggled and shifted again on his lap, making him groan.

The quick ride passed in a heated clinch that overshadowed every other make out session in her life. They fondled and groped at each other impatiently, but it was only four minutes, and before she knew it, they were pulling up in front of Gio’s building.

When the car stopped, she climbed off him in a rush. Gio made a sound of complaint and grabbed at the empty space where she had been, making her giggle again.

“Come on,” she said, reaching for his hand and tugging.

They managed to control themselves on the elevator ride up to the penthouse, but the second the front door closed behind them, their restraint disappeared. Hands went for zippers and buttons in a disorganized grappling session that made them both laugh and pant at the same time.

Shedding clothes like a debauched breadcrumb trail, they burst into the master bedroom, landing on the bed with a thump. Determined to take the lead, Sophia climbed on top.

“I have an idea,” she said playfully.

Running his hands up the bare skin of her waist and back, Gio grinned up at her. “And what would that be?”

“I want to do that thing you wanted, the one I haven’t done with anyone else.”

Gio’s gaze unfocused, trying to remember before his expression cleared. “You want to dothat?”

“Yes, I do.”

“Really? You’re sure?”

“I’m sure, but if you don’t want—”

“Oh, I want to,” he interrupted, running a covetous hand over her ass. “As long as you want to.”

“I already said—” Sophia stopped and squealed as he flipped her over, apparently deciding he was giving her too many opportunities to change her mind.

Pulling her to her hands and knees, he bent his head until his cheek was leaning on one of hers.

“Any reason why you want to do this tonight?” he asked curiously, pressing a kiss to her backside.

Sophia giggled again. “Yeah. Because this can’t get me pregnant.”

“Okay.”

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