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He smirked, probably wondering about the control he lost tonight too. “That’s all good to know. Hopefully we won’t be hearing from him again.”

“I guess he won’t be mad that I blocked him anymore.” I shrugged one shoulder as I turned to get out of the shower. I was still a little worried about Roman’s state of mind and figured we should end this conversation before I bring up how I really felt about what he did.

Suddenly I was being pulled back into the shower and pinned to the wall. The look in his eyes was one of pure lust and I felt it in my soul. Guess he was done with conversation, too. His mouth crashed on to mine as his hard body pressed me to the wall. Heat radiated between my thighs and his arousal was more than evident against my stomach. This was savage and feral. It was unlike anything we’ve ever expressed before, including early this evening when I asked him for hard and fast. I didn’t know if I should be worried or turned on–except I was definitely both. I lifted my leg to anchor it around his hip andhe lifted me up, wrapping both legs around his waist as he moved us to sit on the bench, and planted me powerfully on top of his dick sliding all the way to the hilt. I threw my head back as a loud scream of pleasure rose from my throat taking all the air from my lungs. He pulled both of my feet up on the seat on either side of him and circled my hips with his hands, gripping me so tightly it was almost painful. He stayed in control of us both leaning back against the wall as he used my body to work out his tension. Back and forth, up and down, almost without rhythm and only for his pleasure. He released one hand from my hips and pressed his thumb into my clit in a soft circular motion increasing his speed as his release became imminent. I held on to his shoulders working myself into his rhythm trying as hard as I could to get us finished together grinding on his thumb. My head fell back as my orgasm teetered on the edge and the moment he released into me, I let go collapsing onto his shoulder.

After drying off and throwing on a long tee shirt, I climbed into bed. Roman slid between the sheets, engulfing me snuggly in his arms, laying his head in my lap. I couldn’t help but run my fingers through his hair knowing he went through a lot of mental gymnastics tonight and I know how much that can take out of you. I felt his body more relaxed now–the tension seemed to have left him.

“Can I drop you off at brunch tomorrow?” he asked without picking his head up to look at me. I wonder how long he’s going to be in overprotective mode.

“Sure. I can have the girls bring me back, would that be okay?” He nodded into my lap. I felt a sense of foreboding about asking permission. I didn’t want to fall back into old habits. I felt trapped in this predicament as it was.

“Oh, I almost forgot.” He peered up at me through sleepy eyes. “I scheduled the sleepover with the kids.”

When?

“What? Is that what you guys were doing tonight?” I couldn’t help but swoon thinking how sweet it was of him to put together a playdate with the kids for me, knowing how much I loved them.

He looked rather proud of himself, and I stared in awe, forgetting almost entirely of what happened tonight.

“I figured I might as well since I’ve been getting to know the guys and they will be coming to our…I mean, my house.” Our, huh? Was that really a slip of the tongue?

“I’m learning things about you. I like it. I like that you and the guys get along and that they’re as comfortable with you around their kids as they are with me."

Chapter 17

ALEX

Oh yeah, there’s that beach dream again. Nice relaxation and the sound of ocean waves. Why am I always alone in the dream though? I felt like there had to be some kind of symbolism there.

I rolled over and there was the most beautiful face staring back at me with a perfect smile. No anger or hostility anywhere to be found. Maybe it was the club and my ex and Ishould just let it go.

“Good morning,” I said as I reached over, caressing his cheek with the back of my fingers.

“Yes, it is. Would you like to go for a run this morning?”

Nope definitely not. He was way too sexy right now.

“Not today, no. I think just a relaxing morning in bed might be nice.” I inched closer to him and smoothed my fingertips over his amazing shoulders and arms, veering into every dip and over every mound, memorizing the definition. Those muscles alone made my eyes roll back in my head as my fingers fondled their way up and back.

He whispered in my ear, “That’s the only kind of eye rolling I’m good with.”

I groaned and he brought me close, kissing me passionately. He pulled me to him with one arm wrapped around my lower back, skimming the top of my ass and the other on my jaw– fingers brushing the side of my neck, tilting my head to get more access to my mouth before moving down my neck and shoulders. He nipped and sucked his way down my body taking special care not to miss an inch. My back arched off the bed as his mouth and tongue dove right into my center. My hands were splayed out to the side gripping the sheets. He was so urgent and precise, adding his fingers to intensify the sensation. His stubble was rubbing against my inner thighs and the burn of his beard as he whisked his head back and forth, setting me on fire. The exquisite firm, smooth texture of his tongue was like a symphony of pleasure that I would happily return to repeatedly. I couldn’t think about anything other than how amazing he felt right now, and I cried out as the most powerful orgasm exploded through me.

He kissed his way up my body reaching my breasts and giving each of their sensitive peak’s attention before continuing his climb. His lips found mine again at the same time he eased himself inside of me. I felt like I was somewhere else entirely, not having come down fromthat magical journey yet. The love that I felt for this man and the way he touched me was something I never wanted to lose and was so very grateful to have it back.

If this is how I felt, then surely, he was feeling it too. I was going to put the extra effort in not to flip out on him again or bring up the incident at the club. I’m sure it’s not something I should be worried about, I mean it’s Roman, he isn’t like that. The pressure of the court hearing and my ex is enough to make anyone lose it,right?

Afterward we laid there together, fully sated. I simply admitted, “I’m happy.” Euphoria spread across my face and the weight of the world left me, if only for this moment.

He sighed, “So am I.”

We took a quick shower together and he threw on some shorts, a tee shirt and tennis shoes. I put on a long brown skirt and a white sleeveless button-down collared shirt with brown sandals. My hair was in long waves from last night’s shower, and it didn’t look too bad. I put on a little makeup to cover up the dark circles under my eyes then grabbed my sunglasses and threw them on my head.

Roman was in the kitchen making coffee. “You probably don’t want breakfast, do you, since it’s almost time to leave for brunch.”

He was breakfast.

“I already had breakfast, thank you.” I winked at him, and he shook his head and turned back around.

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