Page 160 of His Juliet

His grip tightened on my hip, and I arched against him. For the first time since I got home, Idesired. I wanted to be in my body. I wanted tofeel.

My hands skated down his chest.

He groaned. “Sweetheart, are you sure?—”

“I want you.”

His hand shifted to my ass and squeezed. My heart ached with emotion. I hadn’t realized how much I missed his touch, missed feeling sexy and wanted.

I slipped my hand into his boxers and squeezed his cock. My pussy clenched with emptiness. I needed him inside me.

He growled and flipped me so I was on my back.

“If you think there’s a fucking chance you’re not coming first tonight, you don’t know me, pretty girl.” His lips crashed against mine and I wrapped my legs around his hips, pulling him flush to me. We both moaned, running our hands hungrily across the other’s body. Sparks of pleasure shot from my core up to my stomach.

Romeo ran his hands down my sides and hips and, for once, I didn’t have even a flash of self-conscious anxiety. Almost dying had apparently cured my body image issues.

He kissed his way down my body, spending several long minutes sucking on my nipples until I was dripping wet before moving down to my core. My pussy clenched in anticipation, desperate for him.

He started slowly, easing me in with gentle touches. His tongue pressed against my clit, his fingers teasing my entrance until I begged for more.

“Please,” I cried out.

“My greedy girl, so desperate for me.” He pulled back enough to flash a smirk at my pink cheeks. “I love it.”

I gasped when he finally pressed his thick finger inside me. His mouth returned to my pussy, and I let out a sob when he sucked on my clit.

“Romeo. Feels so good.”

“Fucking love hearing you cry my name.”

I arched against his mouth, my body desperate for release. “I’m almost there.” I threw my arm across my face with a whimper, the pleasure almost overwhelming.

Romeo’s fingers trailed up my skin, cupping my breast and playing with my nipple. “I’ve got you, baby. Just let go.”

His reassurance pushed me over the edge. He licked me through the waves of pleasure until they built into another orgasm. The intensity stole my breath until I felt like I was floating out of my body.

When I finally came back down to earth, my limbs were relaxed and heavy, and Romeo was still between my legs.

He pressed his face to my pussy, breathing in deeply. “Fuck, you’re everything.” He slowly worked his way up my body. The feel of him against my sensitized skin was too much and not enough. I wrapped my arms and legs around him, needing his weight.

He ran his nose down the side of my face. “I love you, angel. So much.”

I tightened my hold on him. “I love you, too.”

His cock notched against my entrance, waiting until I gave him a nod. His eyes stayed on mine as he slowly pressed inside me. I leaned into him while he caressed my face. Tears pricked my eyes at his tenderness. He brushed them away as they spilled onto my cheeks.

“Are you okay?”

I kissed his cheek. “More than okay. Please. Keep going.”

A smile broke across his face, utterly transforming it. He was the most handsome man I’d ever seen, and somehow he was mine.

“I can do that.”

He pulled out almost all the way and thrust back inside, causing me to arch and cry out. We moved together, in sync like we’d known each other for much longer than we had, but that was how our relationship had been from the beginning. I giggled thinking about it, and he raised an eyebrow.

“I’m doing my best work here, pretty girl, and you’re laughing?”

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