Sweet Rome

Fingers crawled up to my chest and she began shedding me of my shirt, button by button, pressing those damn soft lips against my heart.

It felt incredible.

Watching her slowly move down my body, I said, “No one has ever known what they’re really like behind closed doors. I’ve never told a soul. You were a big old brick through their glass fortress tonight. I could see the panic in my daddy’s eyes. You could destroy everything they’ve worked so hard for.”

Pausing, she replied, “As bad as that was, I’m glad I was there, that I now know what you cope with. We can’t erase the secrets and marred memories of our pasts, but we can build the next chapter of our lives together.”

She wasn’t leaving me.

“Mol…” I croaked, unable to finish the sentence.

“Shh…” she said, a teasing smile on her lips, and she began to push my shirt aside and shimmy down my legs.

Groaning at her touch, my hips lifted automatically as she began to undo the waistband of my slacks.

Fuck me. I knew that look in her eyes.

She pulled down my pants and boxers in one, and hard as f**k before her, she bent down and licked my c**k from balls to tip, a long groan ripping from my throat. I needed this. I needed this from her so f**king bad.

Her hot mouth engulfed my dick in one swallow and any thought of tonight and all our problems left my mind. There was only my girl and me right now.

Gripping the back of her head, I pumped in and out of her mouth, and the whole time Molly just took it, giving me what I needed most—her acceptance.

But when she raked down my length with her teeth. I jerked and I groaned a desperate growl.

Fisting Molly’s brown hair, I forced her off my junk. “Stand up.”

With a hungry bite of her lip, she did as instructed, and within seconds I’d rid her of her clothes and she stood before me, naked, flushed, and ready.

Pushing her to the sofa, her thighs draping open, my c**k twitched and I drank her in, needing a taste. “I didn’t tell you to suck me, Shakespeare. You know you need to ask permission first.” Her lips parted and she arched in untamed lust below me.

Leaning down and crooking her leg over my shoulder, opening her wide, I announced, “Now it’s my turn,” and dived between her legs. Molly expelled a long moan, only serving to egg me on further.

“Grip my hair,” I ordered, momentarily lifting my head. Her fingers ran through it softly, but I wanted hard and rough. I wanted to f**k—raw and primal.

“Pull it! Mean it!” I ordered again, my voice curt and forceful.

With a rise of her hips and a guttural groan, she clawed at my hair, obeying me, and I plunged my tongue into her. My girl’s breath was coming in hard pants, and I substituted my tongue for my fingers and latched onto her clit, sucking hard until she came, hot and sweet in my mouth.

Not stopping for even a moment, I turned a shifted Molly onto her stomach and bent her over the couch, kissing her lips, opening her soft thighs, and pounding straight into her warmth.

“Tell me you love me,” I ordered into her long, brown hair, my nose buried in the crook of her neck.

Moaning, she murmured, “I love you. I love you so, so much.”

Fuck me, those words. “Tell me you’ll never leave me.”

This time all I got was silence.

Her channel clenched and she tried to rock against me, but I pushed in to the hilt, making it impossible for her to move, holding tightly onto her hips, leaning down to whisper, “Do as I say or I won’t give you what you want, what I know you need from me.”

“Romeo! Stop it!” she cried, her voice thick with lust.

“Do it. You get me?” I growled, wrapping my fist in her long hair and taking her mouth only briefly.

“Argh!” she screamed, and glaring back at me, she said, “Yes, I friggin’ get you!”

I drove into her once more. Christ, she felt amazing. “You do get me, baby. You’re the only one to ever understand. You’re the only one to ever know.

“Tell me you’ll never leave me.” I needed to hear it again. I needed the reassurance.

“I’ll never leave you!” she answered immediately.

My hands were everywhere: her ass, her tits, her clit. “You’ll never run,” I barked out.

“I’ll never run!”

“Promise me.”

“I promise!”

“Romeo… I… ah!” Stiffening, she tipped over the edge, her tight center milking at my dick almost to the point of pain, taking me right over with her.