My hands trail down her arms, gripping her hips as I tug her dress up until it’s bunched around her middle.
“Rome,” she murmurs against my lips. “This is—”
“This is exactly where we need to be. Let go, just for one night,” I implore her. I can do one-night stands. They’re easy. But this . . . this is something else entirely. I make quick work of her dress, leaving her standing in my living room dressed in a pair of black silk panties and a matching bra that holds her beautiful tits. Her legs are curvy, tanned, and I’m dying to have them wrapped around me. “You’re fucking exquisite, Elisabet,” I tell her hungrily. A starving man who’s about to feast.
Chapter 10
Elisabet
Shyness overtakes my fiery nature. I feel the heat on my cheeks, which makes him smile. He offers his hand, which I accept. Then, with his wine glass in hand, he leads me out onto the patio. At first, I’m wary, but there’s no one for miles. We’re up high, and nobody can see us.
“Sit,” he says, pointing at the table. I move toward it and settle myself on the top, watching him. “I’m going to have my dessert now. Are you going to obey me? Or do I have to tie you down?” he questions with a smirk.
“Don’t be an asshole,” I retort, and his shoulders shake as he laughs.
“Open your legs, darling, I want to see you.” I find myself unable to deny him. His chest peeks at me, the chiseled muscles tighten as he moves closer. I lean back, opening my legs, and I swear to god, his eyes seem to glow with desire. Just for tonight.
He kneels before me. A parishioner worshiping at an altar. His fingers tug my panties to the side, opening me to his gaze.
“Fuck,” he growls before lifting his glass, trickling the liquid over my bare sex. I can’t stop the mewl that falls from my lips. The wine does nothing to cool my heat. But when his mouth lands on my pussy, I moan so loudly I’m sure the whole city heard me.
My hips buck against his face as his tongue dips into my core, licking at me like I’m his sustenance. He devours me. His hands grip my thighs, holding them wide while his mouth taunts me, teases me.
My body is trembling when he slides a finger into me, and his lips suck my clit into his mouth, causing me to chant his name. Words leave me then, and all that echoes in my ears are moans, whimpers, and cries of pleasure.
It’s been so long since a man has touched me that I feel myself crest in moments. His mouth doesn’t relent. A second finger stretches me as he continues to lick, suck, and bite down on my oversensitive clit, causing me to cry out as my release hits me hard.
My thighs clamp closed around his head, and all I see from my view is his curly, dark hair and those teal eyes swimming with satisfaction. I’m still shaking when Rome rises, his lips glistening with my arousal.
“You’re utterly delectable, darling,” he says. The corner of his mouth tips up. He lifts me off the table, allowing my legs to wrap around his waist. “But, I’m about to take you to my bedroom where I’m going to fuck you.” There’s no question in his tone, but I can’t say no. I’m too far gone, so I nod.
When we enter the bedroom, my eyes dart around. “You’re very tidy,” I say, causing him to chuckle. “What?”
“I don’t spend much time here.”
“Only when you’re fucking random women?” My question comes out harsher than I expect. I can’t be jealous. This is one night.
He doesn’t respond to my taunt. Instead, he sets me on the plush mattress and steps back to undress. It’s like watching the most intimate strip show. He moves slowly, with precision. With every inch of his skin coming into view, I find myself needy.
“I’m sorry,” I say then, realizing that my snarky mouth perhaps might not be what he wants right now. It’s not what I want. All I can think of is him inside me. I scoot back on the bed, my knees hitting the edge of the mattress.
“You will be, darling,” he informs me when he steps out of his slacks. Standing there in only his boxer briefs, I can’t stop my eyes drinking him in. The man is a god. He leans in, grips my ankles, lifting them to his mouth. His full lips tease their way up my calves in small kisses.
My eyes flutter closed as my head drops back in pleasure.
“Look at me. I want your eyes on me as I worship your beauty.” His mouth continues feathering soft kisses on my legs, higher and higher until he’s once again on his knees between my thighs. “Either you take your underwear off, or I can rip them off. Your choice.” I quickly shift on the bed, shuffling my panties down my legs. Once my bra hits the carpet, he growls.