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until she was drowning in it. Consumed by the taste of his lips. Sweet heat moved

through her as his tongue flickered over hers, touching, tasting and tangling with

hers as though he could never get enough.

Her hands moved down his body as she kissed him back with all that she had.

Her fingers danced down the chiseled lines of his chest, over the ridges of his

washboard stomach until they reached they reached the thick black hair that

surrounded his length.

Rome grunted into their kiss when she wrapped her fingers around the thick

root of his cock and wrenched his mouth from hers. Sela cried out, feeling bereft at

his departure.

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“Damn it, Sela. Stop this. You don"t want this. You can"t—not when I"m like

this.” His voice was rough with desire, thick with need.

Something snapped inside Sela at the hungry tone. Yet he was telling her to

stop. Telling her she didn"t want this. Want him.

But she did. She wanted Rome like she"d never wanted another man before.

And that was the problem. With Rome there had always been a barrier. As much as

he desired her, he kept her away.

Sela flicked her thumb over the swollen head of his cock and smiled with

savage satisfaction when Rome groaned her name.

She had never been so determined in her life. Sela wanted to push Rome past

that breaking point he had always toed but never crossed, so he would hide himself

from her.

Sela knew that then and only then would Rome give her all of his affection. All

of his desire. All of his love.

And she needed his love. Craved it more than she"d wanted anything before. If

he gave her that, she would forgive all of his transgressions, forget that he had ever

left her, and focus on the unyielding love that was between them.

“Please, Sela.” His fingers caressed the back of her neck, eliciting a deep

shudder from her. She lifted her head and stared into the liquid green pools of his

eyes. They shimmered with potent desire and dangerous need. She thumbed his

cockhead again and watched in awe as his lashes lowered and a heavy groan was

torn from his lips. “Fuck!”

“Let me in, Rome. Stop hiding from me.”

His eyes snapped open and his fingers wrapped around her wrist. She stared

into his darkened eyes. The look in his eyes told Sela she was messing with fire and

about to get burned. But she refused to back down. She"d come too far emotionally

to turn tail and run. “Let me in, Rome. Or lose me. Forever.”

He held her gaze. “You don"t know what you"re asking for, Sela.”

A little part of her breathed easier at his statement. The very fact that he was

admitting there was something holding him back gave her hope. “Yes, I do, Rome.

I"m asking for you. All of you. All of the man I love.”

His eyes searched hers, looking for the lie in her words. He wasn"t going to find

any. She loved him. Suspected she had fallen back in love with him in April"s closet,

because she hadn"t been able to think about anything but him since then.

“You asked for it.” Rome parted her jacket, and his slightly roughened,

callused hands moved down her torso, over the full cups of her breasts, down the

soft valley of her stomach before returning north. He cupped her breasts and

massaged the orbs, paying particular attention to her areolae and nipples. Sela

groaned her pleasure when he lifted both breasts and flicked their nipples at the

same time. “Louder,” he growled and repeated the caress.

Burning heat consumed her, filled her face as she did as he asked, voicing her

satisfaction in ringing tones.

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When Rome flicked her nipples a third time, Sela wondered if it had been so

smart pushing a man who had loved her so well before to this point. And then he

tugged on the turgid buds. Her momentary concern disappeared immediately.

His touch was harsher, more determined than anything he"d every shown her

before. Looking into her eyes, he teased her nipples. He fingered the full length of

the buds, from root to tip. His touch was harder, but not too hard. It only added to

the pleasurable feel of having his hands on her scorched skin.

Sela lifted her body, trying desperately to get closer to his decadent touch,

closer to the satisfaction Rome"s hands promised. But before she could coax him into

giving her what she desperately wanted, Rome"s hands left her breasts, moved down

her chest, over her belly before snaking their way between her thighs.

She purred his name. He had given her something infinitely better. Sela lifted

her had and grasped his nape just as he thrust one finger into her sex. She gasped

and tightened her grip as he lifted his gaze. He looked into her eyes as he worked

her pussy. “Is this what you wanted, Sela?” he rasped out.

Sela shook her head. “No, give me more. I meant what I said, Rome. I want all

of you.”

She felt the hand in her hair shake as he lowered his lashes. Sela held her

breath, waiting for his reaction. Hoping he wouldn"t decide that she had pushed him

too far. And then he opened her eyes and looked right at her, showing the true

depth of fiery need that burned for her.

“Yes, Rome,” she cried out as she lifted one leg and fitted it to his slim hips. “I

want everything.”

“And you"ll get everything,” he growled. He withdrew his finger only to thrust

two into her sheath. Sela closed her eyes as pleasure unlike anything she had ever

felt before washed through her. She"d felt Rome"s passion earlier, but nothing like

this. He pulled his fingers out only to plunge them back in, eliciting a cry from her

lips.

“I want you to scream for me, Sela.” He breathed the words into her ear before

capturing her open mouth and thrusting his tongue past her parted lips. The dual

penetration of his tongue and fingers felt so good, touched her so deeply, Sela could

do nothing more than bask in the pleasure. She licked his lips and kissed him back

as his fingers surged in and out of her sheath.

Her fingers gripped his back, dipped low, and wrapped around until they

reached the area above his buttons before traveling north to cling to the strong

muscles of his shoulders. Sela held on to Rome so tightly she knew he would have

marks from her come morning. But she didn"t care. She needed some kind of

grounding in the maelstrom of desire she had placed herself in. And Rome provided

that security. She knew he would see her through the night.

And guarantee that she was fully satisfied by the end.

“I want you to come for me, Sela. Come.”

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She jerked her head up and down in agreement as she rocked her hips to meet

his thrusts. She was doing to come, all right. She could feel the tightness weave its

way through her cunt. Every inch of her seemed to be focused on the man before

her. “Yes,” she agreed in a shaky breath. “Just don"t stop. Don"t stop.”

There was a fire burning inside her, but it had yet to reach the critical point.

Rome was the only man to push her to that ledge.

“That"s it, Cupcake. Come for me. Show me just how beautiful you can be.”

For him and only him. Although Rome didn"t say the words, Sela knew she

could only feel this free, this alive…this loved with him. She closed her eyes and

opened her mouth as waves of pleasure rocked her body, left her gasping for air as

her pussy broke out in spasms around his long, thick fingers. “Oh, God. Rome,” she

screamed.

His fingers never stopped their sensual assault, thrusting through her

rhythmically clenching sheath. Drawing out her orgasm until it left her shaken and

feeling boneless.

“Please, Rome. Please.” Only then, when she had cried for mercy did he

withdraw.

But the sensual pleasure didn"t end. It just took a new form. “Get on your

knees, Sela.”

She opened her eyes to find Rome watching her. There was a challenge in his

gaze as through he dared her to deny him. She felt her already weak muscles go lax

as she lowered to her knees. Before her skin could hit the hard asphalt, he dropped

something to the floor. She looked down in surprise at the fabric.

He had given her his shirt and coat to kneel on.

“Wouldn"t want to mess up those gorgeous legs of yours. Especially since they

belong to me now.”

She stared at his face. She"d never seen anything so striking before. Rome was

beautiful with his full lips dark red from their kisses. His cheekbones appeared

sharper as he was flushed with desire, and his blue eyes were alit with excitement.

After a while Sela realized what she was doing. She was staring at him like she had

never seen him before. She had yet to respond to his declaration. The hard way

Rome held himself told her he was waiting for her to tell him off, deny his

ownership.

He was in for a surprise.

Not trusting herself to find the strength to speak, Sela simply nodded and

knelt upon the offered padding. The tension went out of Rome"s body almost

immediately.

Holding his gaze Sela lifted her hands and threaded her fingers through the

crisp hairs at the juncture of his thighs.

“Sela…” he started.

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She knew he was going to take back his challenge, tell her she didn"t have to

put herself on the line. Sela smiled. “I want this, Rome. I want to do this for you.”

Sela heard his indrawn breath, then a moan that seemed to echo down the

corridor. She briefly wondered if hotel patrons could hear them. Had they heard her

scream in pleasure? Did they wonder why a grown man was groaning in need? Her

temperature spiked at the thoughts.

She palmed him, stroking her fingers down his full length until they reached

his crown. Before her eyes the color darkened as more blood rushed to the head,

increasing the size. Sela smiled and took him into her mouth as deep as he would

comfortably go, and slid her hands down his splayed thighs. Her fingertips brushed

over tight skin covered in a light fur of soft black hair. Never before had Sela been

that close to Rome. He had controlled all of her lovemaking. Only now was she able

to touch him as intimately as she desired.

Sela took full advantage of her new release and caressed his flanks, the backs

of his thighs, the firm mountains of his ass before returning back to his flanks. All

the while she suckled him, enjoying the feel of his muscles working beneath her

hands. His thighs tightened, relaxed, stilled before tightening again when she drew

back, lifting her head until only his cockhead was clasped in the heat of her mouth.

Her tongue circled the swollen flesh, drawing rings around the natural

contours and grooves of his manhood. She tasted him, swallowing the flavor of her

lover, and realized that she loved it. She enjoyed the tang of the moist desire

leaking from him.

Most of all she loved the strangled animalistic groans her actions birthed.

She took more of him into her mouth, fluttering her tongue on the under curve

of his cock. There was a pause in his breathing, as though Rome didn"t know what

to do with her, and then there was the weight of his hand on her head, guiding her

actions without words.

Up. Down. Slow. Fast. Every act was coached by his tutoring hands until she

knew exactly how to please him, how to drive him to the edge, and when to pull

back.

“Yes. God, yes,” he rasped out in a ragged breath that told her just how far

along he was. She began suckling him more earnestly, with a hungry pressure that

drew him farther into her mouth, deeper into her wet heat. Keeping her eyes open,

watching his face etched like granite, Sela swallowed and took him farther down

her throat.

He jerked into her mouth, and his muscles shook beneath her hands. He was

moments from coming. “Fuck.” He grunted the single word harshly. And all at once

he was coming, spurting his hot essence into her mouth. Sela lapped it up hungrily,

suckling him through his orgasm as he had loved her through her own moments

earlier.

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She released him when her mouth opened in surprise, ready to cry out. Before

she could make a sound, his mouth was on hers, and he was kissing her, circling his

tongue around hers, drinking deeply of the flavor of his own orgasm.

He broke off the kiss. “I need you. Now,” he growled as he backed their

gyrating bodies to the hotel"s staircase door. She stilled him, pressing her hands

against his chest, when she backed into the shockingly cold metal door.

Rome looked down at her hands in surprise before catching her gaze. “What?”

he barked out, too far gone to be anything but a man driven by his need. She