“Fuck,” I grit out. I don’t want to come too fast. This is heaven, and I don’t want it to be over too soon. I want to enjoy it. “Fawn. Touch yourself. Play with your clit for me.”
She does as I tell her, slipping her hand between her thighs, her fingers going for her clit. She lets out a moan around my cock that goes straight to my balls. She sucks harder, and I know I’m not going to last much longer. I can tell by her little moans that she’s getting close too.
I reach down, grabbing her. Her mouth releases my cock. Her lips are puffy and red.
“Hey.” She pouts.
“Ride me. I only come inside of you for now.” Her eyes widen for a moment in understanding. She leans up, wrapping her hand around me again, guiding my cock into her tightness.
“Roman.” She moans my name. Her hands go to my chest as she starts to ride me. I reach up, dragging my thumbs across her nipples, getting another moan from her. I grit my teeth, still fighting off my orgasm. I won’t come until she does.
I release her tits, my fingers going between her thighs to strum her clit. She’s so fucking wet for me. Her tits bounce as she starts to move faster. Her pussy clamps down around my cock, and I’m done for.
“Fawn!” I groan her name as I start to come. I grip her hips, thrusting up inside of her as she comes with me. I spill myself as deep as I can in her. She collapses on my chest, my cock still deep inside her.
I run my hands up and down her back. “Just a waitress.” I shake my head. “You’re fucking insane.” She starts to giggle, causing her whole body to shake. It doesn’t go unnoticed by my dick. It hardens inside of her. She lets out a small gasp.
I roll over, pinning her below me. She wraps her arms and legs around me, wanting more too. She’s not just a waitress. This woman is my everything.
20
Fawn
I hold Ace’s and Roman’s hands as we exit the movie theater. Tonight has been wonderful. My whole life I always wanted something like this, a family of my own that truly loves and cares about each other.
It’s amazing how much things can change. My life had gone from crap to a freaking fairy tale in such a short time. I want to pinch myself, but I’m not chancing waking up. I’m right where I want to be for the rest of my life—with the man I love who adores me and with a little boy who looks at me as if I hung the moon.
“Do you guys want to get dinner?” Roman asks as we walk down Main Street. I don’t miss that people take notice of Roman. From all the whispers around town, he was supposed to be some scary giant who likely ate children for dinner.
While he is a giant and has one scar, the only thing he eats is me. I think it’s good for him to get out too. We can’t stay hidden away forever. Especially if we’re going to be having kids. Still, Roman has been a little on edge but he’s trying to hide it.
“I could eat,” I say. Ace nods in agreement. He should be stuffed after all the popcorn, but he’s still on board for dinner. We stop outside of a restaurant to read the posted menu.
“Does this work?”
“Most definitely. I love Italian, and Ace loves meatballs.” Roman grabs the door, opening it for us. The hostess’ eyes go wide when she sees him, licking her lips. I glare at her and she quickly hides it before she shows us to our table. Roman doesn't even notice the girl checking him out. All of his attention is focused on Ace and me.
“Mommy.” Ace pulls at my hand. “I have to pee,” he whispers.
“The bathroom is that way.” The hostess points. Roman starts to get up.
“I’ve got him,” I say, heading back toward the bathroom. We both go inside one of the stalls as I wait for him. He comes out a moment later to wash his hands. The door to the bathroom opens. I freeze for a moment when I see my dad standing there. He looks like he’s aged ten years.
“Ace. Go sit with Ro. I’m going to use the bathroom,” I tell him. He stands there, staring at my father.
“He stays,” my father says. What the hell?
“Now,” I snap at Ace, wanting him as far away from my dad as possible. With my father always comes trouble. His eyes go wide, but he darts out of the bathroom. My father tries to grab him, but I push his chest, and he stumbles back a step.
“Are you nuts?” I hiss at him. “What the hell are you doing here?”