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pleasurable her sigh morphed into a moan. “Oh, Rome.”

Farther south he ventured. The act forced him to cross that chasm that

separated their bodies. Then again, it might have been Sela who crossed it. She

could feel herself being pulled to him and couldn"t honestly say if she was or wasn"t

heeding its call. She could only admit to be grateful that their bodies were pressed

against each other.

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He teased the area where buttock met thigh for several heart-pounding

movements. When she began to squirm, his fingers tightened on her flesh. He lifted

her thigh until it was flush against his hip. Sela found herself totally open to him.

Skin slick, her body pressed against his, Sela had never felt something so

right. The feeling of completion was almost overwhelming. And River had not yet

taken her. “Rome,” she said softly as she lifted her hands. She nestled them in the

strands of Rome"s thick hair and pulled him to her. Her eyes fluttered shut as he

moved toward her, but she kept them open just long enough for her to see the

expression on his face. Raw lust and tender need were etched across the planes of

his handsome face.

With a tenderness Sela hadn"t expected, Rome parted her lips with his and

delved his tongue inside. Sela eagerly met him thrust for thrust, greedily consuming

the taste of his mouth. Heat coursed through her body as she tried to get closer to

him, deeper into the kiss. Sela moaned into Rome"s mouth as her actions rubbed the

aching tips of her breasts against his chest. Fire streaked from her swollen nips to

her equally swollen sex.

While he drank of her mouth, his hips moved against hers in a slow grind. His

cock brushed against her nether lips with every roll, teasing her into a feverish

pitch. The grip Sela had on his hair tightened as her pelvic muscles clenched. She

was on the verge of release. And the orgasm promised to be very satisfying.

Just when she thought her release was going to be solitary, Rome pushed the

thick length of his erection into her. He broke off the kiss and paused when only a

few inches were deep inside her. “Don"t come,” he gritted out in a commanding voice

that demanded no argument.

Sela"s breath and heart paused at the insistent tone. She had been so damn

close. Tears stung her eyes as she lifted her head to gaze at Rome.

“Good girl.” He lowered his head and brushed his mouth against her in a soft,

teasing kiss as he fully thrust into her. Sela let out a heartfelt sigh of content. Rome

was finally within her.

She wasn"t given much time to indulge in the feeling of being filed by Rome, as

almost immediately Rome began a slow withdrawal from her until only the head of

his cock was sheathed in her sex. Her nails dug into the tensed muscles of his back

as sensual agony ran through her from his departure.

Sharp, pulses of bliss coursed from her nape to her pussy. Rome nipped her

lightly. “Say it, Sela, and I"ll give it to you.”

Heated embarrassment flushed her already scorched skin. She"d done so many

things with him, to him, but the very thought of talking about it still embarrassed

Sela. But not so much that she wouldn"t say the words to get the satisfaction she

needed. “Fuck me,” she whispered.

“Good enough.” Rome pressed back into her until he was once again fully

sheathed. Then he began an agonizing thrust-and-withdraw motion. He moved

slightly, but it was all she needed. The glide of flesh against flesh was minor, but

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the pleasure in response was great. “Yes, oh God, yes,” she panted against his

corded throat as he rocked back and forth into her.

As he continued to plunge into Sela, Rome"s hands coasted down her body to

cup her bottom. He gripped and massaged the twin globes with every thrust. The

simple touch was too much for Sela. She felt her release burst upon her.

Rome kept rocking into her, over and over again, until his actions spurned a

second, smaller orgasm. Within seconds of Sela"s final release, he joined her,

groaning Sela"s name against her nape.

Long moments later, when her heart rate had returned to a level that was

seminormal, his palms moved down her back, teasing the line of her spine. “You

can"t keep fighting me.” He paused, and Sela could feel Rome collecting his

thoughts. “Cupcake, you"ve got to stop fighting us.” The unbending tone of his rough

voice warned Sela. Rome would fight her to keep her.

A smile full of satisfaction lit up the soft planes of her face as she pressed her

against the full length of Rome"s body. “I could say the same for you,” Sela retorted.

The chuckle shook him seconds before it floated from his lips. “I know. I know

I"m partly to be blame.” The fingers on her back moved up her spine to caress her

nape. A shiver of pleasure coursed through her limbs, sending a sigh through her

parted lips. “I just don"t want to lose you, Sela. Not to anyone. Not for anything,” he

growled.

“I meant what I said, Rome. I"m yours.”

The tension dissipated from his limbs, and Rome grasped the mass of hair at

her nape and pulled just hard enough. Sela lifted her head, answering his unspoken

command. Her lids lowered as her lips pressed against his in a swift, claiming kiss.

“I need to get you back inside,” he said. “You must be cold.”

She smiled as she lowered her head to his chest and wrapped her arms around

his slim waist. “I"ve got all the heat I need right here.”

“Yes,” he breathed out in agreement. She felt the single word move across her

face. At the drift of air, she looked up to see Rome watching her with heavy-lidded

eyes. Something more than passion and deeper than need burned in his gaze.

He might not have said the words in response to her admission, but Rome

cared deeply about her. “Come on, let"s get upstairs, before security finds us.” Sela

tried to bend down and pick up their discarded clothing but couldn"t move more

than a few inches. Rome grasped her wrist and pulled her back so that she landed

softly against his chest. “I"ll get our stuff,” he murmured as he bent and picked up

his dress shirt. He shook it out as best he could and held it out to her. Rome

grimaced at it. Sela understood why. It along with all their other clothing had been

trampled in the wake of their intense lovemaking.

She grinned at him. “This just means we"ll have to take a very thorough

shower once we get upstairs.”

“Promises, promises, Cupcake,” he groaned as he slanted his mouth over hers.

His tongue thrust deep to lave the inner recesses of her lips. Wicked heat slammed

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through her at the decadent touch, and once again liquid need was pooling between

Sela"s thighs. Suddenly she needed that shower.

Rome broke off their kiss with a slightly rough nip to her bottom lip. “Upstairs.

Now. I"ll meet you.”

She nodded as she pressed a hand to her abdomen. Goodness, they had just

finished mere moments ago, and she already needed him inside her. His gaze

strayed to the palm against her middle and darkened. Sela"s own eyes drifted to the

manhood thickened with renewed desire. “Don"t take too long, Rome. I don"t want to

be forced to get started without you,” she threw over her shoulder before striding to

the back entrance. With every step Sela took, she could feel the heat of Rome"s gaze

on her shoulder blades.

To an outsider her words appeared to be a warning, but she and Rome knew it

was a challenge. And Rome wasn"t the kind of man to let such a challenge go

without making some kind of response.

As her fingers gripped the exit"s doorknob, a shudder of excitement coursed

through her. Sela was definitely looking forward to Rome"s response.

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Chapter Eighteen

It was a rainfall. Sela smiled at the showerhead as the first trickles of warm

water came out of its opulent head. She"d always wanted to experience an over-the-

head, rainfall-styled shower. Despite all her travels and the number of hotels she"d

slept in, she never got a room with one. She wondered, not for the first time, why

she always tried to leave first thing in the morning.
Because I was afraid if I didn’t

limit our interactions to sex, I wouldn’t leave. Because I was afraid of getting too

close.

But it was too late for that. There was no escaping the facts. Sela was deeply

in love with Rome Vicenza, and she desperately wanted to be with him and only

him. A slow sigh escaped her parted lips as the warm water caressed her skin. It

seemed that Rome wanted her as much as she wanted him.

There was something very satisfying about wanting someone who wanted you

back.

When it feels this right, it can’t be wrong
. Her mother"s fitting words came to

her at that moment.

Sela reached for the small container of body wash in front of her and poured a

generous amount into the loofah. Spicy and comforting, the thick scent of Rome"s

aroma wafted up to her nostrils. She grinned. At least Sela knew part of the source

of Rome"s distinctive scent. The rest was all him.

She worked the loofah in her hands until it was fully covered with bubbles.

Then she ran it down her body, starting on her arms before running it across her

torso. She had just reached her inner thighs when the bathroom door opened.

Rome had finally returned.

Excitement humming in her veins, Sela watched the foggy outline of his

silhouette stride over to her. Eyes on him, she continued to run the loofah over her

limbs, only to pause when he stopped just outside the shower door. Her breath

caught in her throat as she waited for him to open the door. He didn"t. For several

moments he simply stood outside the shower, staring at her from beyond the etched

glass.

Her breathing deepened, and heat pooled in her lower abdomen. He was

teasing her, taunting her with what she knew was going to happen.

As she waited for him to make his move, she realized the glass door wasn"t

one-way. She could torture him just as he did her. She glided the loofah over her

inner thighs, just teasing the area when her skin was almost painfully sensitive.

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The air in the bathroom immediately thickened with heated desire. She smiled to

herself at the change in atmosphere and pushed the sponge north so it was a

hairbreadth away from her nether lips.

His silhouette grew larger. He was walking over to her. He pulled the door

open and stood before her, not saying a word. His warm gaze raked over Sela, her

face, dropped own to study her belly and hips before staring at the trimmed patch of

coarse hair between her thighs. As though her gaze was a limb, Sela felt Rome"s

touch. Ghosts of five fingertips brushed across her vulva, down the lips of her

sheath, before paying particular attention to her clitoris. It throbbed with arousal.

“Did you get started without me?” he asked flatly. Although Rome"s voice was

devoid of all emotion, there was no denying the passion that simmered in his gaze

or the hunger that tightened his body. His cock was hard, full.

He sought what she needed.

Release.

Unlike the incident in the alley, this loving would be about physical

satisfaction, not emotional closeness.

Sela lifted her head and gazed into Rome"s smoldering green eyes. The look in

them promised her that although the loving would be different, it was going to be no

less satisfying.

“Yes,” she answered.

Warm color darkened his angular cheekbones. “Who said you could start

without me?”

Inwardly, she smiled. Rome"s voice was now dark with desire. Gone was his

stoic tone. Outwardly, she lifted her chin defiantly. “I did.”

A muscle jumped at the corner of his mouth, and for a second it appeared he

was smiling at her. Long, blunt fingers grabbed the shower door and pushed it wide

open. He stepped forward, and cold air followed him into the stall. He closed the

glass door behind him, effectively cocooning them in a glass enclave. Rather than

diminish the stall, it made the shower feel bigger. Too big.

She was all too aware of the space that separated their bodies.

She wanted to be as close to his man as her skin would allow. At the moment

the space between them prevented that.

His gaze didn"t waver, but something briefly flickered in his eyes. “I thought

you said this pussy belonged to me.” He paused. “Were you lying?”

The moment the words were out of his mouth, Sela realized what she had seen

flash in Rome"s gaze. Fear.

He was afraid what happened between them in the alley would stay there.