Page 24 of One Weekend in Sydney

He lets out a laugh. “I can’t see anything. Maybe we should take off our own clothes.”

“Good idea,” I say with a giggle.

There’s something so erotic about undressing next to a stranger in the dark…

No. Not just any stranger. Romeo. I know I won’t feel this eager with just anyone else. He arouses me like no one else has.

My panties are the last to go, and then I’m completely naked. “I’m ready,” I announce.

I feel him step towards me. “Good,” he murmurs.

His breath is warm on my face, and I can sense the heat of his body close to mine. A shiver of anticipation flows through me as I wait for his touch. His fingers gently trace the outline of my jaw, then slowly trail down my neck, leaving a path of tingling skin in their wake.

His hands move lower, softly brushing against my collarbone before gliding down to my breasts. He cups them gently, his thumbs circling my nipples, making them harden under his touch. I gasp softly, my body arching slightly into his hands. His touch is electric, sending waves of pleasure coursing through me.

He leans in closer, his breath mingling with mine. “You feel incredible,” he whispers. His lips find mine in the darkness, soft and tentative at first, then growing more insistent. His tongue explores my mouth with a hunger that matches my own. I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him closer, my body pressing against his.

His hands roam over my body, tracing the curves of my hips, the small of my back, before settling on my ass, pulling me tighter against him. I can feel his hardness pressing against my stomach, and it sends a surge of desire through me, knowing that he wants me just as badly as I want him.

Romeo breaks away from our kiss, his breath ragged. “I want to taste every inch of you,” he murmurs, his voice thick with desire. He trails kisses down my neck, his hands still exploring my body. He takes one of my nipples into his mouth, his tongue swirling around it before sucking gently. I gasp, my head falling back as waves of pleasure wash over me.

His mouth moves lower, kissing and licking its way down my stomach, making me quiver with anticipation. Then he kneels before me, his hands gripping my hips as he presses soft kisses against my thighs. I can feel his warm breath against my most intimate place, and it sends a shiver of excitement through me.

“I can smell your arousal, Juliet,” he murmurs. “It’s intoxicating.”

I blush, thankful for the darkness that hides my embarrassment. But at the same time, his words send a thrill through me, making me ever wetter.

I gasp as his tongue finds my clit and circles it gently. My hands grip his shoulders for support as waves of pleasure wash over me. He takes his time, his tongue exploring every fold, every sensitive spot, as if he’s memorising my body. I writhe against him, my breath coming in short gasps as he brings me closer and closer to the edge.

Just when I think I can’t take it anymore, he slides a finger inside me, then another, pumping them in and out in a rhythm that matches the movements of his tongue. I cry out, my body tensing as my orgasm crashes over me, leaving me breathless and shaking.

Romeo stands up, his arms wrapping around me as he holds me close. I can feel his hardness pressing against me, and I know he’s not done yet. Neither am I.

“That was... incredible,” I manage to say between breaths.

He chuckles softly, his breath warm against my ear. “We’re just getting started, Juliet.”

I smile, my arms looping around his neck. “I’m ready when you are.”

He scoops me up into his arms, and I let out a surprised yelp. “What are you doing?”

“Taking you to bed,” he says, a smirk in his voice. He carries me a few steps, then gently lays me down on the soft mattress. I can feel the cool sheets beneath me as he climbs in beside me, his body warm and solid next to mine.

His hands begin to explore my body again, tracing gentle patterns on my skin. I reach out tentatively, my fingers brushing against his chest, feeling the firm muscles beneath his smooth skin. I let my hands wander, exploring the dips and curves of his body, marvelling at the strength beneath my touch.

He captures my lips in another searing kiss. I can feel his hardness against my thigh, and I instinctively wrap my leg around his hip, pulling him closer. His hand slides down to my ass, gripping it firmly as he grinds against me, sending waves of desire crashing through me.

He breaks away from our kiss. “Do you have any idea what you do to me, Juliet?” he whispers, his voice hoarse.

I smile, running my fingers through his hair. “I have a pretty good idea,” I tease.

He chuckles softly, his forehead resting against mine. “You drive me crazy,” he admits. “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you since we met.”

My heart flutters at his words, and I press a soft kiss to his lips. “I feel the same way,” I confess.

Romeo reaches over to the nightstand, and I hear the crinkle of a condom wrapper. I’m grateful he’s thinking clearly because I’m far too lost in the moment to consider practicalities. He kisses me deeply as he positions himself between my legs, and I can feel the tip of him pressing against my entrance. I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him closer, urging him on.

He pushes into me slowly, inch by inch, filling me completely. We both let out a soft moan as our bodies connect, fitting together perfectly. He stills for a moment, allowing me to adjust to him, before beginning to move in a slow, steady rhythm.

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