Page 76 of For The Weekend
“Yes, please.” I slant my head to kiss his bearded jaw, search for his mouth. “I want you inside me. Please,daddy.”
He growls and smacks the side of my thigh. “Fine. You want it so bad, take it.” He releases his hold on me and throws his arms out to the sides. “Fucking take it, Eloise. Show your daddy how good you can ride his cock.”
Challenge accepted.
I place my feet on the floor between his and lean forward so I can reach behind me and position the tip of his erection at my entrance. Before Ifucking taking it, I meet Roman’s gaze, and he arches a brow. Smug bastard.
Then I bend my knees and sink down, taking the first inch or so, andohh god.
I moan, tossing my head back, and Roman shifts, wrapping one arm around my middle, and claps his hand over my mouth.
“Shh, sunshine,” he whispers in my ear. “We don’t want to wake Mazie.”
I nod, but he doesn’t let go right away.
“You sure you can be quiet?”
I nod, frantic now, my body naturally accepting more of him simply from being this close. There is nowhere else for me to go. Nothing else for me to do but let gravity do its thing andtake it.
A few seconds pass before he finally releases me, relaxing back against the cushion, and I place my hands on his thighs tosupport myself as I sink even farther down, biting into my lip to smother my sounds.
His big palms land on my ass cheeks, holding me up, helping me move up and down his shaft as much as I can. Each stroke radiates through me like an echo of a bell, and I have a hard timetaking it.
I can’t keep up.
It’s impossible for me to keep going.
Instead, Roman tightens his grip on my butt, fingertips digging into my hips as he basically lifts me up and down, thrusting without thrusting inside me.
I hang my head, squeeze my eyes shut, and merely hold on…let go. Say hello to the angels.
Because I’m done.
And I fly straight to heaven.
Behind me, I hear him mumble a string of curses, his thigh muscles coiling under my palms as he follows me up. Or down.
Either way, he tows me against him, careful to slip out of me before cradling me against his chest, both of us breathing hard. He smooths his hands all over my hair and back, and it would be too easy to stay right there, wrapped up in his warm embrace. So instead of falling asleep on him, I disentangle myself and stand on shaky legs, scooping up my discarded clothes off the floor.
“I should get going,” I say softly, and he opens his mouth like he might reply but stays quiet, watching me with a heavy-lidded gaze instead. I duck into the bathroom to clean up and put on my clothes, and when I emerge again, I find him by the front door in his jeans with the zipper open.
And he truly must betryingto kill me.
He walks me out to my car, his sharp gaze sweeping over it critically. I nudge him playfully. “Don’t even think aboutbuying me a new car just because you got me that bike. This one runs fine.”
“At least fix it up,” he mumbles, and when I start to argue, he silences me with a scowl. My stubborn protector of a refrigerator.
I unlock my car, then pause to smile up at him. “Thank you for tonight. For…everything.”
His hard expression softens, and he pinches my chin to drop a kiss on my lips. “Drive safe, sunshine.”
Reluctantly, I offer him wave before pulling away into the night. Body pleasantly wrung out, heart achingly full.
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