First and Ten (12 page)

Dani pulled her lips in and ran her tongue
over the top one. “I’d be nervous, but you were already
limping.”

Rome shook his drink and Dani cut her eyes at
the bottle. “This is a recovery drink.”

“Prove it,” she challenged. “If you can catch
me, my body is yours and yours alone for the rest of the
night.”

Like a flash she took off and rounded the
island before he could even turn to catch her. Following down the
hallway, he found her in the living room with the couch as a
barrier. He juked left, but she didn’t fall for it and took off to
his right. Soon he was the only one in the room as she stood by the
hallway.

“Don’t you get paid to catch people?” she
teased before bolting up his staircase.

Rome took the stairs two at a time and had
her pinned against the wall before she could react. “My goal is to
not get caught,” he growled against her ear before nibbling on the
soft flesh of her lobe. His body pressed into hers finding a soft
cushion that made him want to hold on tighter.

Licking her neck, he peppered kisses up and
along her jawline until he landed a chaste kiss on the corner of
her lips. Her breath hitched and he knew she wasn’t lying in the
kitchen. She was his and he wanted to claim her in ways he never
explored before. Brushing her hair back from her flushed cheeks she
turned her lips into his palm, returning his soft kiss. She wasn’t
asking what they had together, where this would lead or if they’d
even talk after this day. Instead, her eyes drooped from the weight
of the lust building between them.

“Tell me what you did when you got home?” he
asked as his hand traveled down her shoulder and cupped her breast.
They were already perked and straining against the soft satin of
her blouse.

“I don’t…” she let out a hard gasp as he
brushed his thumb against the hardened nipple before claiming her
lips again. His knee separated her legs to press hard against her
core. When he released her lips, her head lolled to the side.
“What…you are…” He continued to tease her to enjoy watching her
squirm against the wall as his knee became damp from her
excitement.

“Are you telling me when you got home,” he
began while using his lips to lightly graze the column of her neck,
“you didn’t think about me. Tell me how you touched yourself,
Dani.”

She melted further and he slid his hand on
her back to hold her up. “Don’t go away, baby, talk to me. Let me
know what you did to yourself.”

His cock throbbed next to her stomach and he
saw her lips trembling.

“You said your body was mine if I caught you,
Danika. Right now I want your lips.” When she started to slide to
the floor, he pulled her tighter and brought his forehead to hers.
“I didn’t ask for that…yet. Right now, I want to hear you describe
how you touched yourself.”

“What makes you think—”

“I know I wasn’t the only one.” Her eyes
widened before her lips parted. “There’s no way my hand was as
warm, wet, and tight as your pussy.”

“It’s not,” she said under her breath.

“You know that because you were deep
inside?”

“Not deep enough.”

His head fell back with a growl of desire.
Fuck, just the thought of her soft folds stopped his need to
torment her. Now he needed to feel what she felt. With a flick of
the button on the top of her shorts, he slid his hand down and
inside to feel the few wisps of hair already damp as they covered
her mound.

“Was it like this?” he asked before inserting
his middle finger and rotating inside.

“More,” she mewed and bit at his shoulder. “I
was thinking of you.”

When he retreated this time, he reentered
with three fingers and she pushed up on her tiptoes as her nails
dug into his shoulder. His thumb circled her clit as he curved his
fingers in to locate the sweet bundle of nerves that made her
squeal and start her own rhythm against his hand.

“Tell me more,” he ordered as his cock
protested being restrained. “Tell me what you imagined. What sent
you over the edge?”

Sweat misted her forehead as she bucked
against his digits. “This…only…you were inside me. We were one. You
pounded against me…”

“Did I now?” Her fantasy was matching him
perfectly as he felt her tighten around his fingers as wetness
overflowed to the point it was coating him. To match her
imagination, he thrust harder and she screamed.

“So hard…so hard…pictures fell.” Her body
became rigid and her core tensed to the point he worried about
injury. The sick fuck that he was, all he could think about was how
she would feel around his dick as she came apart. With a hard
shudder she did just that. The muscles he’d worked out all day
screamed against the weight of her body as he held her up. They
needed to move to the bed if he had any chance of survival. Danika
Albright would kill him and he was ready to sacrifice himself at
the temple that was her body.

Dani had her hands resting on Rome’s
shoulders trying to brace herself as her legs trembled. If she took
one step in any direction she would have the grace of a new born
calf suffering from mad cow disease. Looking over his shoulder, she
caught her reflection in a mirror across the hall from her. Her
eyes were hooded and her face flushed as a smile teased the corners
of her mouth. Closing her eyes, she placed her head on Rome’s chest
and rode the wave as her skin burned where her clothes touched her
body. Sex needed to be naked. The body could only handle so many
sensations and Jerome Speed was more than most women could handle.
Dani questioned her own ability. His manhood left an indent on her
stomach. Maybe falling to the floor wouldn’t be so bad.

Rome retracted his hand from her shorts. The
removal made Dani’s head fall back and their eyes met. The light
caught the glistening on his dark fingers from her release. He
brought them to his lips and she held her breath when the bright
red of his tongue licked at the liquid before using his index
finger to trace her lips.

“See how sweet you are?” he questioned and
she swallowed hard. She’d never tasted herself. The men she’d been
with barely went down on her let alone talked about flavors.

A strength built in Dani as hormones rushed,
causing her to wonder about his flavor. Her lips actually tingled
at the thought of him between them. “I bet you’re just as
delicious.” Rome’s eyebrows quirked up. “Did my lips satisfy you
enough with my story?”

“I bet you could do better.”

“Are you challenging me, Jerome Speed?”

“I am…and normally, I’d let you drop to your
knees and swallow every last drop of me.”

“I hear a but coming.” Dani tried to hide her
disappointment. Why the hell was she disappointed?

“I’ve been working out for hours,” he
confessed. “Way more than I should have today.”

“That doesn’t seem to be deflating you in any
way, shape or form,” she purred as her hand grasped the hardness
through his shorts.

“That’s not the problem,” he replied as his
massive hand surrounded hers and guided it up and down. His eyes
fluttered from the friction. “I didn’t shower before coming home.
I’ll fuck the shit out of you, but the last thing I want to do is
leave a bad taste in your mouth, if you know what I mean.”

“You are so lucky that I had already had a
strategic plan.”

“Am I now,” he replied with a wide smile.

Dani’s body had calmed enough to step away
from the wall and around Jerome. “If we plan accordingly,” she
began and unbuttoned her top slowly while backing down the hallway
to where she hoped was his bedroom, “You’ll have used and abused my
body to the point even I’ll need a rest. Do you have a tub?”

“Actually I do,” Rome said as if it were a
foreign concept he never considered.

“Master bath?” she questioned and rolled her
shoulders back so her shirt glided down her arms to pool at her
feet. Standing in just a bra, shorts, and pair of stilettos she’d
stupidly borrowed from Esme, for once she felt like she had the
upper hand. Rome stared as if he had been starved his whole life
then finally offered cake.

With a hard swallow, he stepped forward and
Dani matched him going backwards. “Yes.”

Her shorts were already unbuttoned, so
hooking her two thumbs and wiggling just a bit helped them drop to
the floor. She was close enough to a doorjamb she placed one hand
on it for support before stepping out of them and kicking them to
the side.

“Well now…I’m assuming this room is
yours?”

“Not even close.” He smiled and she glanced
over her shoulder to see a kid’s room made up in blue and
maroon.

“Please say that’s not a mood killer?” she
covered her belly with her arms as butterflies took off in her
stomach.

Rome pointed to her left, then stalked down
the hall with a predatory gaze. Scooping her up in his arms, he
carried her toward his bedroom at the back of the home. The door
had been open, but she didn’t even look inside. Rome didn’t have
the need her parents did to close his door. He lived alone, he
probably never thought about privacy. Even as he stepped inside, he
didn’t close the door. He was able to be open here. Uninhibited.
Better yet. He was hers for this night.

To her surprise, the bed he laid her down on
wasn’t only made, but the linen smelled fresh as if they’d been
hung on a line to dry. Biting her bottom lip, Dani tried to control
the drool as he took his t-shirt off and tossed it to the floor.
His shorts hung low on his hips and the workout he described was
clearly evident in the cuts of his muscles along his abs, forearms,
and chest. Then there were his biceps, hard and protruding from his
arms. No wonder when he picked her up she didn’t feel him straining
or struggling. Instead, she’d nestled her head against his shoulder
and relaxed in his arms.

Jerome walked to his nightstand and pulled
out a strip of condoms wrapped in gold. Dani wasn’t as versed in
the sexual pleasures of the world, but Esme had taught her enough
to know the ‘Gold Standard’, as she put it, meant Dani’s
imagination was going to be nothing compared the real thing. Rome
sat behind her and brushed her hair to the side so it fell over her
shoulder. His lips brushed along the column of her neck, sending
chill bumps down her arms. Warmth covered her bare shoulder when he
placed his massive hand on her flesh as the rough skin of his palm
scratched the surface and sent a chill down her spine.

Her body fell back against his as his hand
unlatched her bra. The straps grazed the overly sensitive skin of
her upper arms. Blood rushed through her body pooling at the
center.

“What exactly was that plan of yours?” he
purred and gooseflesh erupted across her body. His lips once again
brushed along the nape of her neck. “Because I’m thinking I need
something more.”

Dropping to his knees at her side, he inched
her panties down her legs. The pads of his fingertips glided along
her thighs and Dani inhaled sharply at the ghost like touch that
left a trail of heat. Rome’s eyes glanced up at her with hooded
desire. Her hand covered her lips when she mewed as his lips kissed
her inner thigh.

“Like that?” he purred in response, low with
little hint of an actual question. He knew what he was doing to
her. He’d be a fool if he didn’t. With snake like grace he spread
her legs enough that he could slide between them and capture her
lips. His hands encircled her waist and jerked her to the edge of
the bed. “You weren’t expecting some slow movie scene were you? I
know how you like to plot and plan shit.”

“I hadn’t—” she gasped as he once again
branded her lips with heat and a kiss that burned down to her toes.
Lifting her up off the bed, he turned her around and cupped her
breast before outlining her body with his hands until he hit her
hips. Another strong tug had her body tight to his and the hardness
of his engorged shaft pressed against her bare ass.

“I love the heels,” he breathed against her
neck before nipping her earlobe. The quick sharp pain made her lift
her left leg and come off balance. Hell, she’d been off balance
from the moment she came in the house. Now he had her. Completely.
His hands disappeared from her hips for a moment and the feel of
flesh against flesh let her know it was time. She’d have to let him
lead because her mind swam and fell into the moment.

Again, his hand left her body, but only one
this time. A flash of gold and the soft sound of tearing let her
know of his actions.

“Bend over,” he commanded. “Put your hands on
the bed. Those heels have you right where I want you.”

Dani’s hands splayed in front of her as his
hand landed at the center of her back to push it down and her ass
straight up. The fucking tease that he was, he put just the tip
inside, once, twice, three times and she collapsed to the bed.
Burying her face in the comforter as the torture had her bunching
the cover in her fingers. This time when he retreated slowly she
cried out and he slammed himself to the root. Filled to capacity,
she searched for air but couldn’t find any as his pace increased.
The retreat and reentry stretching her as his fingers dug into her
thighs for a hold. The strength he possessed made her feel safe and
claimed. She was his. He could do what he wanted with her now and
forever. Never had her body reacted this way. Her nipples had
puckered and burned, begging for a release of the hormone rush.

Rome shifted his hands. One wrapped around
the front of her waist while the other went back to the center of
her low back to press her down. Bent like a pretzel, his strokes
where shorter, but now he was gliding directly over her G-spot.

“Oh fuck,” she groaned. “Oh my God, please
don’t stop.”

He increased the friction as he slammed into
her until her core clenched him so tight he let out a howl and
emptied himself inside her. Pressed against her tightly, his cock
pulsed inside her and sent another orgasm skyrocketing through her
body.