Page 63 of Romeo

“Whistle?”

He shook his head again.

“Are you going to reciprocate?”

“Gonna bury my face in your pussy and make you come. Want your juices coverin’ my whole face.”

She quivered.Oh yeah, she wanted that, too.

“Sit,” she said.

His eyebrows rose when she suddenly took charge, pulling away from him and pointing to the end of the bed.

His aunt didn’t raise no fucking fool, so he sat where she indicated. And as soon as he did, she used her knee to push his wider, giving her plenty of space to kneel between his legs.

She dug her fingers into his thighs as she lowered herself to her knees.

Too damn slowly.

The anticipation was more like torture.

“Your thighs are like tree trunks.”

“So’s my dick.”

“You mean like a sapling?”

“More like a hundred-year-old oak.”

Her dark eyes tipped up to his. “Hard to lie when I’m staring at it directly in the eye.”

“Stop usin’ your fuckin’ eyes and start usin’ your mouth. It ain’t gonna suck itself.”

As soon as he said that, her expression closed up.

For fuck’s sake, he needed to remember she wasn’t a sweet butt. He needed to treat her differently. Carefully.

She didn’t have to come to him. She did.

He couldn’t fuck this up. He almost did.

Maybe he just needed to keep his fucking mouth shut so she didn’t bail before they even got started.

Chapter Fifteen

Why the helldid she contact him?

Why did she think he was what she needed to get her mind off work? She had to be crazy to think it would go any other way than it was.

He was used to women doing whatever he demanded. She should’ve known better than to think he’d treat her any differently.

Fool that she was, she was now totally naked on her knees on the floor.

She had lost her mind for a minute, but reality was now setting in.

The bad part of this whole thing… He was Romeo, a known user of women. The good part… He wouldn’t tell a damn soul they had sex. Did the pros outweigh the cons?

His cock was nice. So, there was that.

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