Page 59 of Romeo

Her train of thought brought her back to something she should’ve asked five years ago. “You always use condoms, right?”

“Think I’m fuckin’ stupid?”

“A lot of men are.”

“If you think bein’ stupid’s limited to men, you’d be fuckin’ wrong.”

He was getting irritated. They needed to stop talking before he decided she wasn’t worth the effort and told her to go pound sand.

Though, she did already climax once tonight…

And it hadn’t been disappointing.

Even so…

She stepped back, raked her gaze down him from his smooth, bald head to his biker boots. “Let’s get naked.”

The corners of his lips curled up in a wicked grin. “‘Bout fuckin’ time.”

Chapter Fourteen

“Too much fuckin’chatter and not enough action goin’ on.”

After she rubbed one off on his hard as fuck dick, Romeo had been left hanging by a thread, so this shit needed to move faster.

Maddie had caught his interest long before he ever took her virginity. But now with a few more years and pounds on her…

Jesus.She was a fucking wet dream.

His, anyway. He didn’t give a fuck what any other men thought of her. In fact, he hoped they didn’t think about her at all.

She might not be his, but that didn’t mean he wanted her to be anyone else’s.Fuck that.

Was that selfish? Hell yeah it was, but he didn’t give a fuck.

Perching on the edge of the bed, he removed his boots and socks. As soon as his feet were bare, he sat up andnoticed she hadn’t moved a damn inch. Even more disappointing,nothingon her was bare. Not even her head.

Un-fuckin’-acceptable.

“You change your mind?” If so, he’d do his fucking best to change it again. No way was he missing out on what she had to offer.

“Again, I didn’t climb those stairs for nothing. I expect you to make it worth my while.”

Thank fuck.

He surged to his feet, tempted to help her get naked by ripping off her clothes. But if he did that, she’d have nothing to wear after he kicked her out of his bed.

“Then, get naked, Maddie. Don’t want me helpin’ you ‘cause I don’t got the fuckin’ patience right now to not tear your clothes if I gotta do it.” With that, he grabbed the bottom of his T-shirt and yanked it over his head.

Hearing a sharp intake of breath, he glanced up to make sure she was getting her ass in gear.

She wasn’t.

She was staring at him.

“Maddie,” he growled.

She seemed to struggle to raise her gaze from his bare chest. “What?”

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