Page 74 of Neverland

“It feels strange in the sense that I have to keep checking this isn’t just a dream. That you’re really here with me.”

I nodded against his chest, feeling a single tear sliding down my cheek. “I know exactly what you’re saying. Luck hasn’t been on my side, so this feels surreal.”

A comforting silence fell between us, the only sound was Romeo still gently squeezing warm, bubbly water over my good shoulder.

A thought crossed my mind. “Did you ever go to the dance with Callie?”

Romeo kissed the top of my head, once more, though this time it was a solemn kiss. “Lucy, I don’t think you realize how broken I was after you were taken away. I didn’t care for anyone or anything. I just wanted you back. I used to climb up to Neverland and lay there under the stars thinking of you. And when I fell asleep, you’d be there in my dreams.”

I wanted to tell him I did the same, even as long as a week ago, but the lump in my throat stopped the words in their tracks.

“Life just ceased being beautiful once you were gone.”

I turned until I was front facing between his legs. “I never stopped loving you,” I finally managed through sobs. “I know we were just kids, but you were all I had in life and I loved you with all my heart. I still do.”

Snaking a hand around my neck, Romeo pulled my mouth to his, killing me passionately. I melted into his body, feeling his erection against my tummy. Desire was well and truly swelling between my legs, a throbbing which was getting too hard to ignore.

He pulled away, a look of shame in his eyes. “Lucy, I don’t want to take advantage of you.”

I frowned, understanding where he was coming from. “You’re not, and you won’t be. I want this as much as you do.”

Without needing any further encouragement, Romeo shifted into position and scooped me out of the bath, a rush of water and bubbles cascading off us. I wrapped my arms around his neck, his lips locked to mine, our tongues dancing, slow at first and becoming more urgent the closer we got to the bedroom.

Lowering me onto the bed, Romeo kissed his way down my neck until he sucked a nipple into his mouth. He bit softly, and I writhed with the sensation it stirred. Romeo took charge of my body and I responded to every kiss, lick, and touch. His tongue traveled down my belly and between my legs where he devoured and teased me. My back arched, fists grabbing handfuls of sheets as I fought against the rising pleasure of Romeo’s tongue on my clit.

I came, spreading my legs further apart as an orgasm rolled through me. I was left panting, wanting more, but exhausted. Romeo crawled up the bed and kissed my mouth.

“You taste so damn good, Lucy.”

He kissed harder and I raised my hips to meet his, begging for more.

“Are you sure?” he asked again.

I nodded, not wanting to waste a second. Romeo obliged, lowering between my legs, his cock at my entry before he finally pushed inside. We both moaned, and I squeezed my eyes closed against the pain. Romeo moved slowly at first until I had time to adjust and then increased the pace, his thrusts long and deep. His mouth claimed mine, and he responded to my cries of pleasure. He pulled out and I caught my breath for only a second, my body demanding more.

Taking my hand, he lifted me to my knees and turned me around until my back met his chest. Wrapping an arm around my waist, he rose me high enough to sink me over his cock, causing a mewl to escape my lips. He held me tight while he thrust, lips trailing down my neck, one hand kneading my breasts, the other rubbing my clit.

I could feel it again, the sensation I wanted to feel every time with Romeo. He moved slow, sliding in and out in a controlled rhythm until he felt how close I was. I clenched around his cock and he quickened the pace causing yet another orgasm to claim me. I moaned loudly wishing the sensation would never end.

Romeo followed, pounding into me as he released his own. He slowed, our panting in sync as we collapsed onto the bed facing each other. I stared into his eyes, getting lost in them as I always did.

“So that’s what it feels like,” I smiled, loving everything about it.

Romeo frowned and realization dawned. “You’ve never had sex?”

“I have now.”

He inched closer, kissing me tenderly, a cheeky smile playing on his lips. “Well, if you enjoyed it, I can give you more.”

I moved fast. Rolling him over, I straddled his hips. Although he appeared caught off-guard by my directness, I could feel his arousal stir once more. “I hope you’re not tired.”

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