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“You are amazing,” he leaned over and fumbled in the bedside drawer, holding up a foil package.

“You want to do the honors?”

With a trembling hand covered in a sheen of sweat, Olivia took the condom from him.

“It will be my pleasure,” she said, her voice weak, and she rolled the latex on him, his shaft twitching to her touch.

The intimacy of the gesture and the feel of his hot member, of his warmth, were so strong that it made her fall back into the pool of lust again.

She’d never felt so aroused, so desirable, or so bold in her life.

He lifted her face, his smile as devastating and sensual as the devil himself.

She thought he was going to thrust in immediately, but Roman leaned over, took her breast, and began to fondle one while sucking the other.

Need and urgency hitched her breath. “Please, I’m begging you, I want you in me now.”

“That’s the beauty of it,” he said.

Like her, his voice was heavy with want.

“I want us both tortured before I give in. The sweetest prey runs the fastest,”

he said, his fingers finding her again.

The sensation she felt minutes ago began to rev back to life like a dying ember that had just been stoked.

Olivia cried and begged for release, and just when she thought there was no other place to discover, he found more to tease out of her, and when she was breathless, he stopped.

Her legs shook, buckling under her.

“You’re welcome,” he said. And he grabbed her hips, forcing her thighs open. He probed gently at first, and with one long slow thrust, he pushed himself inside her; he pushed himself inside Olivia.

At first, she wouldn’t give, and then he pushed a little more forcefully and shuddered gently.

She groaned and moaned, the fullness bringing her a surge of pleasure so overwhelming it was almost painful.

He began to move, his solid thrusts taking her even deeper and deeper; she was riding waves of ecstasy before she realized he was letting out a long groan and calling her name.

She clenched and gasped, unable to control the pearls of pleasure crashing over her.

Olivia cried his name as he dove deeper, touching her in places she never knew existed.

Chapter 24

Themorningsunlightfilteredthrough the curtains, casting a warm glow on the room as Olivia stirred awake.

As she blinked her eyes open, she found herself wrapped in Roman’s embrace, his arms enveloping her in a protective cocoon. She felt the gentle brush of his breath against her neck, his nuzzling sending tingles down her spine. At that moment, she smiled a little; she couldn’t help but feel a sense of comfort and security as if the world outside their intimate haven didn’t matter.

He ran his hand through her hair and mumbled something. It was a simple gesture, and Olivia giggled.

In a few minutes, he stirred fully awake.

“Good morning, Roman.”

“Yesterday was crazy, wasn’t it?”

He pulled her closer, breathing in her scent.

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