Page 41 of He Doesn't Deserve You

A couple more strokes and she reached the brink of her climax, arching her back, she cried out in ecstasy as a wave of relief washed over her entire body. When she opened her eyes Roman was staring at her wide-eyed.

Realizing he had been watching her the entire time, she flushed with embarrassment and quickly covered her face with her hands. Gently, Roman removed her hands and said, “That was beautiful.”

Emily could only shake her head, still embarrassed.

Roman lifted her off the counter and carried her to the bedroom, kissing her all the while. He gently laid her on the bed and then stood before her, locking eyes with her as he pulled his t-shirt over his head, revealing his toned six-pack abs. Emily felt the stirrings of arousal once more.

She wiggled out of her pants and panties, then removed her shirt too. Roman stood naked before her and watched as she unfastened her bra and threw it to the floor. Taking in her body, he crawled to her and whispered, “You’re perfect.”

“Come here,” she said with a smile. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she kissed him and gently pulled him down toward her.

He kissed his way down her neck, stopping only when he found her supple breast. He grabbed it and took the fullness of it into his mouth. His tongue sensually circled the nipple and then nibbled on it beforeturning to the other one. After giving her other breast the same amount of attention, he reached across Emily, opened the nightstand drawer, and removed a condom from it. He ripped the package open with his mouth and slipped it over his pulsating phallus.

He slipped his tongue into her mouth at the same moment he slipped his member into her, causing her to suck in her breath as she took in the fullness of him.

Breaking away from the kiss, he asked, “Are you okay?”

She nodded, grabbed his buttocks, and forced him deeper inside her. A slow grin spread across her face, providing Roman with all the encouragement he needed. He planted one hand on each side of her, extended his arms, raised his upper body above her, and started to ride her in a rhythmic motion. She synchronized with his rhythm, and moments later, dug her nails into his buttocks as they climaxed together, both crying out in sheer pleasure.

Covered in sweat, Roman collapsed onto her and exhaled loudly. He gave her one last kiss before rolling off and removing the condom. “Don’t go anywhere,” he said, before heading to the bathroom to dispose of it.

He tossed the condom into the trash and decided to take a shower to wash away the sweat. When he returned to the bedroom, Emily was asleep. Smiling, he climbed into bed snuggled up beside her, and drifted off to sleep.

“What time is it?” Emily exclaimed, jolting Roman awake.

Roman sat up in bed, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. “I don’t know,” he replied groggily.

Emily jumped out of bed, frantically searching for her clothes in the dark bedroom.

Roman turned on the lamp and asked, “Where are you going?”

“I have to go home. It’s late.”

Roman got out of bed and pulled on his boxers. “Can’t you stay for dinner? I can make steaks.”

“No, I have to go. I told Agnes I wouldn’t be long,” she said, glancing at the clock on the nightstand. “Gabriel is probably home from work already.”

She quickly threw on her pants and pulled her shirt over her head. “Where are my shoes?” she asked, looking around the room.

“I think they might be in the hallway,” Roman said.

Emily rushed out of the room, searching for her shoes, and Roman followed her. “So, what now?”

Emily found her shoes in the hallway and then went to the living room to put them on. “What do you mean?” she asked as she sat on the couch and slipped on her shoes.

“What are you going to do about Gabriel?” Roman questioned.

Emily stood up and walked toward the kitchen. “I don’t know,” she admitted. She reached into her purse for her phone and frowned when she saw two missed calls from Gabriel.

Roman stepped in front of her and placed his hands on her arms, prompting her to look up from her phone. “You’re going to leave him, right?”

“I don’t know, probably,” Emily said, breaking away from him. “I have to go.”

Roman chased after her. “What do you mean, probably?”

Emily opened the door to leave, but Roman pushed it closed. “He doesn’t deserve you, Em,” he insisted.

“We have a child, Roman. It’s not that easy,” she replied.

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