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ELIZABETH

Confession.I’ve never been on top, and I’ve never felt anything like this. His penis is sliding through me thanks to the fact I’m so wet, just from kissing him and seeing him naked. Now I get why Jeriann wanted to see him like that. Rome James is the sexiest man I’ve ever seen, and believe me, I’ve seen some very nice ones on the internet.

What?

Don’t judge. Everyone does it. Probably.

Back to the sexy times… every time I slide back, his penis touches my clit. If I told you I saw stars each time, would you believe me?

Believe me.

“Wow,” I say, moving faster. Bending forward, I place my hands on either side of his head. “Put your mouth on me.” His lips latch onto my right breast, and I think I’ve gone to heaven. And he’s not even inside me. I’m close. My orgasm is right there; I press down a little harder and work myself onto him even faster. When his hands take hold of my ass and he begins to use his own hips on me, I think I’m going to die from ecstasy. I mean, isn’t that what an orgasm is called? Le petit mort, tiny death? Yeah, I read that somewhere.

“Harder, Rome.” Seriously. When did I get this bossy?

“You close, babe?”

I love when he calls me babe.

“Close.” I’m effing close. “Don’t stop.”

That’s when it hits me. The orgasm to end all orgasms. The only that would make it better…?

“Oh, fuck.” That. That makes it better. Rome’s dick slid inside me right at the peak of my orgasm, and I swear to you, I had another one before that one was even done. Looking down at Rome, his face is the fiercest I’ve ever seen, and I’ve seen it very fierce. Like the time Antony forgot to order flour. I mean, you need flour to make pasta. Right?

“Rome.” I’m close to having a third orgasm, but I think I need to pay more attention to what he needs. His hands are holding onto my waist tightly. I may have bruises, but I’m okay with that because he’s pumping himself into me hard and fast.

“You feel perfect. Fucking good, baby. God, I’ve wanted to feel you around me forever.”

I’m struck by his words. I know he said he’s liked me for a long time. I guess it’s good he wanted this––with me.

“Not gonna last, honey.”

I think he’s lasted quite a long time. Way longer than Mark did that one time.

“Fuck.” Rome pushes up his hips as his hands press me down. He stays that way. I can feel him throbbing inside me, pulsing. “Fuck.” The sound more like a croak than a word.

That’s when I feel the wetness from us. It’s seeping out of me onto his lower half. “Um. Rome?”

His hands are now wrapped around me, pulling me into a hug. He nuzzles his bristly beard into my neck, kissing me wherever he can find. “Yeah?”

“I’m not on birth control.”

“Okay.” He’s found a spot on my neck he must really like. He nibbles there. Next, I feel his tongue swipe the same spot.

I don’t think he understands what I’m saying. I clarify, “I could get pregnant.”

“Okay.”

“Rome.” Pulling up, I place my hands on his chest. “Rome. I said…”

“Shit.” Rome rubs both palms over his face. Lowering them, he returns them to his hips. “I’m sorry, honey. That was selfish of me. We’ll use condoms from now on.”

I nod because, yes, that was selfish on both our parts.

“Until you’re ready.”

“Uh. What?”

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