Page 65 of Romeo

Did that really come out of Romeo’s mouth?

Was all the blood in his cock making him delirious? Or maybe she was so wound up herself that she was mishearing things.

Before she could climb onto the bed, his large hands gripped her ribcage and she found herself tossed on the bed as if, once again, she was as light as a feather.

The man was nothing if not strong.

Once she landed with a bounce, she quickly scooted backward until her head rested on one of his pillows.

“Show me.” His deep, delicious growl made everything inside of her burn hotter.

Without hesitation, she pulled up her knees and spread them.

“Spread your lips,” came his next demand.

She almost asked him which ones to tease him, but right now, she wasn’t in any sort of mood to joke around. This was serious business.

The hunger in his dark eyes made her breath catch, her nipples ache and her thighs shake. She stroked her pussy lightly first before making a V with her fingers and spreading herself wide for his viewing pleasure.

A rush of air slipped from between his lips. “What a fuckin’ sight.”

She’d have to assume that was a compliment and not an insult since she kept up on her personal grooming. Not for any particular man, but for herself.

Watching sweet butts the last few years made her not want to cater to anyone with a dick. No matter who he was. Any man she might be with long term, she wanted to be treated as an equal, not like an object.

Tonight would be the exception. She would deal with his biker attitude solely to get what she wanted.

She wanted Romeo for a night, not a lifetime.

Just the same as he wanted her.

A simple mutual arrangement.

The bed dipped under his weight as he climbed on, his eyes not straying once from the apex of her legs.

She stopped breathing for a second when his fingers dug into her thighs and spread her even wider.

“I’m a big fuckin’ boy. Need some room to work.”

“Less talk, more action,” she reminded him with a playful tug on his beard.

His eyes lifted to her face for a few seconds, then he tipped his head and dropped to his belly, pushing her fingers out of the way, and putting his mouth in their place.

Her back arched as he sucked on her clit and his beard scraped roughly against the delicate flesh of her folds. The man did not hold back. He was all in and definitely trying to give himself a facial with her arousal.

She’d be happy to help.

He sucked, licked, nibbled, and nipped.

Oh yes.She was right to contact him. This was just what the doctor ordered after a shitty end to her day.Hell, she’d be fine with it if she ended every day like this. She’d have no complaints.

Even better, Romeo ate her like he hadn’t eaten in a month. Everything he did kept her hips hopping off the bed and her fingers digging into his smooth skull. She flung her head back and closed her eyes, appreciating his cunnilingus skills.

Shereallyappreciated those skills.

But when he sucked on her clit and began to finger fuck her, all of her spinning thoughts were flungfrom her head. She was hyper-focused on what he was doing with his mouth and fingers.

And what shewasdoing was losing her damn mind.

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