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gotten to the bedroom.

“Say it, Sela. I need to hear you admit it.”

Sela rolled her hips, riding his hand as she looked over her shoulder, and held

his gaze. “This pussy is yours tonight, Rome. All yours.”

“Hmmm. Good,” he grunted.

Sela took a deep breath and started to move away from him, toward the bed

when Rome"s fingers curled around her shoulder, keeping her immobile. His tongue

rimmed the shell of her ear before he wrapped his lips around her earlobe. “Damn,

Rome,” she sighed as she tilted her head back, giving him greater access to her.

He kissed her ear, the back of her neck, and that spot no other man had ever

discovered. He paused. She groaned and swiveled her hips when his lips pressed

against her sweet spot. The hand between her thighs delved deeper, caressing her

sheath with a little more determination as he licked the small patch of flesh that

seemed to be directly connected to her clitoris.

“Yes. Don"t stop.” She rocked her hips against his hand.

“I want you to come for me.”

Sela smiled. She"d had a few lovers who could make her come. None who could

make her orgasm on command. Certainly no other man could help her find release

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while she was still wearing all her clothing. Only Rome. Still, she couldn"t help

egging him on. “Good luck with that,” she said softly.

She felt Rome"s smile against her nape. “You know me, Cupcake. I love a

challenge.”

Sela bit her bottom lip as a smirk flittered across her face. She felt Rome"s

statement deep between her thighs. The words soaked her sheath, moved over the

folds of her cunt to tease her clitoris. She groaned feeling the truth in his words.

Her pussy ached and pulsed with the need to find release.

Rome was going to accomplish the impossible.

He pressed his hand closer to her cunt, covering the full mound. Two of his

fingers moved over her pussy and found her clitoris. Her lace panties still provided

a barrier between her and him, but she felt his fingertips moving so keenly across

her clit, she couldn"t keep her groan of pleasure.

“Come for me, Sela.”

She closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, and rocked her hips as she came hard.

She clamped her lips tightly to stifle the scream that threatened. Sela had met

her fair share of men promising pleasure, but never before had erotic temptation

been so satisfying.

Sela opened her eyes with a sigh. She lifted her gaze to find Rome watching

her with a smirk in his eyes.

“Feeling pretty smug, huh?”

Rome lifted his hand and brushed his thumb against her bottom lip. She

shivered when his finger moved across her slick mouth. His smile widened. “A man

has a right to be smug when he makes his woman come this hard.” He tapped the

middle of her lip.

It was then Sela realized just how hard she"d bitten herself. She grinned back

at him. “You"re right. You"ve earned every right to be smug.”

Rome kissed her hard on the mouth and slipped his tongue over her parted

lips. “Better?”

She nodded as his lick rejuvenated the desire that had been banked with her

release.

“Nervous, Sela?”

She lifted her head and caught him watching her. Curiosity and a hint of

something that was both sensual and wicked shone in his gaze. “I wish you could

see yourself, Sela.”

“Why?” she breathed out.

His full mouth slowly curved into a teasing smile. “You"re so beautiful. I want

to memorize this moment…memorize the way you look right now.”

“Rome…”

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Green eyes lifted, filled with promise and heat. The amorous intentions in his

eyes snagged her attention until she could see nothing more. “Don"t worry. I haven"t

forgotten the rules. Tonight we"re keeping things simple,” Rome said.

Yes, tonight things would be all about their pleasure. There could be no

emotion.

“Okay.” She lifted her head as Rome lowered his head. His hot, moist breath

caressed the lower half of her face, and his mouth brushed against hers. His tongue

pressed against the seam of her lips. Sela opened for Rome, giving him access. His

tongue tangled with hers, skimmed over her teeth, before teasing the inner recesses

of her mouth.

When Rome broke off the kiss, Sela realized that he"d slipped his hands under

her dress. His fingertips moved up her legs, danced up her thighs, until they

reached the strings of her panties. Holding her gaze, Rome slowly lowered her

panties. She stepped out of them. He carefully folded up her underwear, stood, and

placed them in the first drawer of the bedside table.

When he turned back to her, she asked, “Why?”

He smiled. “Sometimes a man needs something to remind him of the good

times.”

He"d promised her no emotions, but everything he said made her feel things,

strong, deep feelings. Damn it. “Rome.”

He strode to her and dropped to his knees. Her mouth went dry when he slid

his hand between her thighs. “It"s just sex.”

Her eyes fluttered shut when his fingers skimmed over the sensitive skin on

her inner thighs. Sela licked her lips slowly and sighed when Rome parted the

swollen lips of her cunt. Her fingers threaded through the silken strands of Rome"s

hair when he pressed his thumb to her clitoris.

“You"re so hot and wet here.”

“Hmmm.” Sela rocked her hips. “You"re to blame.”

“I"ll make it up to you,” he whispered before lowering his head and placing a

kiss on the slick folds of her sheath.

Her fingers tightened in his hair.

He continued to kiss her for several moments, swiping his tongue down her

moist flesh between her puffy lips, and licked her clitoris before spearing his tongue

into her.

Sela dipped her head back, clawing at Rome"s shoulders as he kissed her

deeply.

“Oh God,” she cried out as every muscle in her body tightened with the need to

find satisfaction. She moved her hips slightly, trying to tell him without words what

she needed. Rome growled something indecipherable against her flesh before

swirling his tongue across her swollen clitoris for an all too brief moment of sexual

reprise.

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“Damn it, Rome,” she bit out in frustration.

He lifted his head. “Tell me what you want, Sela, and I"ll give it to you.”

Her lips slowly spread into a smile as she tilted her hips forward. He glanced

at her pussy quickly before returning his gaze to her face. The glimpse had been

almost curt, but it had lasted long enough.

The knowledge that Rome truly wanted Sela gave her courage.

“Eat my pussy.”

The fingers gripping her thighs tightened. “Darn, girl, I love it when you talk

dirty.”

Sela"s shriek of surprise cut through the air when Rome lifted her in the air.

He carried her the few feet to the bed and lightly placed her on top of it.

“Spread those gorgeous legs.”

She pushed the wayward strands of her hair out of her face and looked up at

him. The way he looked at her allowed the sexier side of her nature to run free.

Holding his gaze, Sela slowly widened her thighs.

His wicked grin transformed the handsome planes of his face into something

that was both devilish and enchanting.
Christ, he’s sexy…and mine.

Rome curled his fingers around her thighs and spread her legs a little farther

apart. Nibbling her bottom lip, Sela watched the descent of Rome"s dark head. His

wavy ebony hair seemed to gleam in the barely lit room.

He teased her for a moment, running his hands up her thighs before fingering

her sheath. Sela sucked in her breath when his warm fingers spread the lips of her

cunt to expose her swollen clitoris. His fingers teased the engorged nub, flicking and

caressing it until Sela could no longer bite back her moan of bliss. She curled her

back, gripped the sheets, and lifted her hips, trying desperately to get closer to the

source of her satisfaction. Wet heat glided along her clit when he licked her. Sela

squeezed her eyes, and a smile borne of sensual bliss settled upon her face.

“Right…there.”

Rome propped one thigh on his shoulder and suckled her more deeply. She

groaned his name when he plunged his tongue into her core, spearing her with the

moist warmth of his wicked tongue.

“Again.” The airy demand seemed to flow around Sela"s mind before it burst

through her gasping lips. No man ever made her feel so good, and they weren"t even

fucking.

Rome was teaching her all kinds of things about her own body, like the fact

that the right side of her clit was almost painfully sensitive.

“Oh…my…Lord!”

She shivered, thighs quivering against the head between her legs as Rome

licked her clitoris earnestly. He seemed to have discovered an addiction to the nub"s

right side.

“Rome,” she cried out.

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The pleasure was building up too quickly, not giving her a chance to find her

grounding. Before Sela knew it she was flying high, body jerking, muscles clenching,

breath heaving, and soul vulnerable with the passion pounding through her veins.

“Don"t stop. Please, God, don"t fucking stop.”

The plea burst from her chest one moment before her body tightened in

orgasmic bliss. She sighed Rome"s name as he lapped at her pussy, teasing her with

firm strokes that kept the waves of her release strong and tight.

“I can"t keep…”

A gasp burst from her mouth when he ran the slick, hard surface of his teeth

across her sensitive clit. “We"ll see,” he murmured before licking her clit to slit.

Twice.

The second slick slide of his tongue across her clitoris was like a trigger to her

pleasure. She felt that undeniable, distinctive feeling of heat, need, and pleasure

crawling under her skin, increasing as it moved through her body. It started in her

pussy and spread out until the orgasm was rolling through all her limbs. Sela

keened Rome"s name, crying out until she was hoarse.

Rome"s fingers moved up and down her inner thighs, tenderly, almost as

though he was just trying to confirm his presence until she was ready for him. Once

Sela had her breathing under some semblance of control, she opened her eyes. She

peered down her body and looked him in the eyes.

“I doubt I"m going to get enough of you tonight, but I sure am going to try,” he

whispered hotly as he leaned forward and captured her lips in a smoldering,

dominating kiss. “I"m going to keep you up all night, sweetheart.”

How many men had made that promise?

She started to laugh at his statement when she caught sight of the look in his

eyes. Her thoughts must have been written on her face, because he cupped one

heavy, aching breast, found her nipple through the barrier of her dress, and

thumbed the nipple as he growled, “Sela, I don"t make promises I can"t keep. I

personally guarantee your satisfaction.” He drew out the words until each syllable

was a carnal caress. “I am going to make you come and come and come and come.”

He tugged on her nipple with each word, and every time a pulse registered in her

sheath. By the time Rome finished making his declaration, Sela was sure he was

man enough to follow through on his guarantee.

She"d just experienced her second orgasm, and her body was already gearing

up for a third.

“Please. I need…” The words fell away as she placed her mouth against his. He

slanted his head and kissed her, moving his lips over hers, seducing her with every

lick, every plunge, every stroke until she was forced to break off the kiss.

She wanted the feeling of anticipation to last, and the way he was kissing

made that difficult. Sela feared she was so turned on she might come from the kiss

alone.

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She reached for the buttons at his throat. She needed him out of his clothes

and inside her. Determined fingers slipped his buttons from their holes as Sela

counted the moments until she had Rome naked. She bit her bottom lip, sucked in a

deep breath, and pushed the shirt off his shoulders when the last button was

undone. Excitement made her hold her breath as she waited for the clothing to fall.

She knew Rome had a fabulous body hitting underneath his clothes.

She wasn"t disappointed when he was laid bare. His chest was hard, sculpted

with fine muscles and chiseled lines. He had carefully defined pecs and washboard

abs she knew she was going to enjoy licking. Her eyes lowered to the trail of curling

dark hair that snaked beneath the waistband of his slacks. Sela grasped his belt

buckle and made short work of it. She dropped it haphazardly beside the bed and

unzipped his pants. Rome chuckled and grabbed her hands. He squeezed them