Page 52 of After The Storm

Kate felt the overwhelming need to run her hands over his broad shoulders, the muscular pecs, and his chiseled abs. She’d never seen a body like this. At least not in person and just inches away from her.

As if he could read her mind, he settled his body between her legs and eased down on top of her, whispering, “You look surprised. I thought you saw most of me when you interrupted my shower.”

The need to touch him took over, and she let her hands roam over his soft skin as she marveled at how beautiful his body truly was. “I guess I wasn’t paying close enough attention,” she said staring at where her hands drifted over his gorgeous abs.

“You like what you see?” he asked in a teasing tone that got her attention.

Looking up into his eyes, she nodded. “Oh yeah. I think you might be perfect, Roman. It’s a little intimidating, if I’m being honest.”

He drew his tongue across his lip and smiled. “Even though I don’t talk enough and you want to argue with me about practically everything?”

Her gaze slid from his face and roamed over his hard body. “I think this more than compensates for those things.”

As she let herself ogle the most beautiful body she’d ever seen, her gaze settled on that gash in his side. She touched the area around it, hoping it wouldn’t be hot and tell her it had become infected, but she found the skin cool against her fingertips.

He flinched when she tried to see it up close. Worried she’d hurt him again, she looked up at him and asked, “Are you okay? Are you in pain? Because if you are, we can stop.”

Roman shook his head and leaned down to press his lips to hers in a kiss that took her breath away. Pulling away, he said, “Don’t worry about that. We have other, more important things to focus on.”

His lips trailed down over her neck and to her breasts as all the while Kate kept wondering if this was a dream. If it was, it certainly was better than that nightmare she’d had before.

Wanting him, she hooked her thumbs in the waistband of his boxers and tugged them down over his hips. His cock sprung free and pressed against her thigh, sending a jolt of desire through her. She wanted to feel him inside her so damn badly.

Roman smiled wickedly. “Enough with the foreplay? I like a woman who knows what she wants.”

His deep voice rolled over her like silk, and then he quickly slid her panties off, tossing them off to the side. She felt his legs moving, but she was focused on unhooking her bra. Finally naked, she returned her attention to him and in the next second his mouth was on hers in a kiss that made her want him more than she thought possible.

She didn’t have to wait long to get exactly what she desired. One slow thrust of his hips and Roman filled her so fully she had to catch her breath. He smoothed the hair away from her face and stared down into her eyes like nothing else in the world mattered more than being there with her and making love to her.

Slow and steady, he slid into her to the hilt, touching a spot she’d never known existed inside her. Each time he filled her up, it felt like they were made just for each other, perfect pieces fitting together to create a whole.

The sound of his breathing filled her ears, and its warmth heated the skin of her neck as he pumped into her. Her fingers tugged at his hair, eliciting a guttural noise from him that sounded so utterly sexy she pulled harder just to hear him make it again.

Kate scratched her fingernails down his back and sunk them into his hips to urge him to go faster. For a moment, he hesitated, but she moaned, “Don’t stop. God, don’t stop.”

He didn’t, and with every thrust of his cock into her body, she inched closer to coming. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she pressed her heels into his spine and arched her back.

“God, I’m so close. Right there…”

He lifted his upper body off her and balanced himself on his hands next to her head as he stared down into her face, the intensity in his dark eyes so sexy she wouldn’t have been able to look away if she wanted to. For one of the few times since she’d known him, she knew exactly what he felt because of the look in his eyes.

Need. The need to possess her utterly and completely for himself.

She’d never had anyone look at her like that. Other women had told her about having a man look at them like that and how incredible it made them feel, but never had it happened to her. It was what she’d always wished for in a man but never got.

Until now.

Dipping his head, he kissed her hard as his movements became more jagged, fucking her with short jabs instead of long strokes. She sensed he was close like she was and tilted her hips to help get them over that sweet precipice. Just a few more hard thrusts and Kate felt her orgasm rush through her entire body.

Roman groaned as her body tightened around him and came seconds later, his back arching as he filled her one final time. He looked like the epitome of maleness.

Strong. Powerful. Commanding.

And in complete possession of her, even if she didn’t want to admit it.

The aftershocks from her orgasm still racked her body when he eased out of her and rolled off to the other side of the bed. Flush with ecstasy, she closed her eyes and let out a deep breath, utterly satisfied.

“Kate?” he whispered in a deep voice that hit her exactly on that spot he’d touched inside her.

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