Romeo thought his brain might explode. If that’s what happened when she was cranky, he needed to hide the coffee. Perhaps sprinkling crumbs in the bed would do it? Maybe leaving his socks on the floor? Whatever it took, her cranky sent him into another stratosphere. Gathering himself off the floor, he shut off the shower and stumbled out.
Lauren was brushing her hair at the vanity, already in panties and bra. “You gonna get over it and get dressed? I need coffee and I’m not facing that room full of vultures alone after last night.”
Romeo grinned. She was still cranky. He’d lost the deal he’d been so confident of, but aw hell, she made the sexiest cranky person he’d ever seen. Sauntering over to her, he dropped a kiss on her head. “I’ll be just a second, angel face,” he murmured and grabbed his razor. Once again he stood there naked, seemingly unconcerned while she was partially dressed. Swiftly done with the shaving, he quickly dressed. Lauren was standing by the door leading to the main house tapping her foot.
“Where’d you learn that, honey?” he asked quietly as he held the door open for her. They moved across the relatively quiet house.
“You taught me,” she answered shortly.
“Damn, seems like I’d remember that,” he mused as a wicked twinkle sneaked into his eyes. She was getting crankier—apparently talking was a struggle before coffee. “Just yesterday you’d never seen one, this morning you operate it like a professional. How does that work?” he pressed.
“Movies, books, ability to extrapolate. Coffee?” Lauren demanded as she stepped into the big, empty kitchen.
Romeo chuckled. If he’d had a few more steps, he could have pressed her with enough questions to reduce her responses to one word or grunts. “Have a seat, I’ll get it going,” he offered.
“Now, Romeo, do it now,” she demanded and followed right behind him as he got the materials.
“You can sit, baby,” he insisted as she stood at his elbow while he measured granules into the coffee filter.
“Want to know where it is,” Lauren murmured as she watched the first drips appear in the empty carafe.
Romeo shook his head and laughed. “Now that I know the paramount importance of coffee, we’ll have a coffee maker in our apartment. Don’t worry. No one will withhold it.”
Lauren’s eyes darted to his. “Good, withholding would be suicidal, Romeo,” she warned darkly. “Grounds for divorce!” she added for good measure.
Romeo’s grin widened. If she was threatening him with divorce, she expected to marry him. Hell, he’d go pick the beans himself if need be, there was never going to be a shortage of coffee in this house. Well, except for certain early mornings when he couldn’t help himself.
“Not a problem, baby,” he assured her.
When the carafe was half full, Lauren grabbed it and filled the cup he’d slid in front of her while she stared at the dripping nectar of the gods. Adding two sweeteners, she took a sip and slumped against the counter. Romeo picked her up—careful not to spill a drop from the cup she clutched and gently sat her in a chair at the table. His own cup in hand, he settled beside her.
When she’d gotten to the bottom of her first cup, Lauren glanced around. “Where is everyone?” she questioned.
“It’s only seven thirty. They won’t be up ‘til after nine,” he answered. “Which is a good thing because we need to talk, sweetheart.”
Lauren got a second cup and sat down again. “Okay, talk.”
“When are you going to call Devin and take care of that?” Romeo asked.
Lauren raised her brows as she regarded him. “I thought I’d see him Monday and have a chat with him then.”
Romeo frowned. “You’re a hard woman, Lauren. Is this how it’s going to be? I demand and you just do whatever you please?”
“Pretty much,” Lauren responded and took another sip.
“It’s how you handle your family, isn’t it?” he accused.
“It is now,” she confirmed.
“I don’t like it,” he growled.
“You’re going to put up with it, aren’t you?” she smiled at the big scowling man beside her who’d just realized little did not mean helpless. She might be brand spanking new to the intense relationship scene, but there was no reason not to start like you meant to go on.
Romeo turned to her and swooped down, fastening his lips over hers. His kiss invaded her forcefully. Sweeping into her mouth, he sucked her coffee taste deep into his body, stroking over tongue, teeth and soft tissue with masterful demand. His hands gathered her upper body against his, pressing into her hard. Her arms wound around his neck and she groaned into his mouth.
Insistently he drew on her, his hands roaming her body. Plucking and squeezing her breast, gliding down to her ass, he filled his hands with it and roughly cuddled it. Suddenly he grabbed her hips and swung her up to straddle his lap. Slamming her down on the rock formation in his crotch, his hands returned to her ass. Her body undulated under his urgent direction, rubbing both cunt and tits into him as he kissed her desperately.
Romeo broke away from the kiss and stared up at her. “You’re doing it again!” he accused.
“What?” she gasped.
“You’re meeting me more than halfway in this physical stuff. I can barely keep up with you, honey. What happened between last night and today?” he asked softly as she continued to rub against him.
“You happened. You told me you’d make all my wishes and desires come true. You told me you’d stop if I wanted to. I haven’t wanted to yet,” Lauren purred. “Is it a problem? Am I too much for you? Are you tired of it?” Her face turned worried as that occurred to her.
“Oh, God in heaven, NO,” Romeo assured her. “I’m a bit confused but happy as hell, sweetheart.”
Lauren still frowned. “Now I feel uncomfortable.” She sighed deeply and stepped off his lap to pace across the kitchen.
“No, no, no.” Romeo watched her move away from him. “I’m an idiot, baby. Don’t think this isn’t what I want. I need to understand where you’re coming from, that’s all. I don’t want to scare you or shock you. I asked because it’s important you’re comfortable emotionally as well as physically.”
Lauren leaned against the counter and folded her arms as she looked at him seriously. Another little frown skittered across her brow as she thought about what he asked. She wasn’t sure she wanted to examine her physical responses. Intellectually she felt hesitant and uncertain about moving into the new ground a full sexual relationship entailed. However, as soon as he laid a hand on her she became some sort of wild woman who couldn’t crawl into his pants fast enough.
“You know I’ve never had a sexual relationship, right?” Lauren questioned.
“The very reason I’ve been cautious, baby,” Romeo answered.
“You also know I’ve been cooped up in a hospital or under the protective eagle eye of my family from preadolescence until recently. Suddenly you happen and you’re everything forbidden and dangerous. You turn me on and know what to do about it. You say you want a long-term relationship with a reasonable amount of believability. That gives the good girl in me freedom to let the bad girl out. I feel like the gloves are off. I’m suddenly liberated from adolescence with a walking, talking ‘He-Man from Castle Grayskull’ who wants to show me everything Ken would never do to Barbie. If you really want to go on with this, be prepared to deal with a woman who can’t get enough of this.
“You asked what’s different between last night and this morning. What’s different is I woke up beside a naked, sexy man who wanted to touch me. I woke up in an adult situation with a fully developed adult who intends to share it. I feel brand new. I want to try everything. What happened in the shower was just flat-out going for it. It’s how I wanted to express what I felt. You understood it. You knew I was feeling defiant and independent. I needed to push back on the physical level. You let me. You let me be an adult who can make her own choices and you let my choices mean something to you.
“Just
being free to make a choice is a new and exciting activity for me. When you’re that sick and that damaged by circumstances, you have no choices. Everything from what you eat to how or when you sleep is regulated to improve your chances of survival. Survival becomes the decision maker in every aspect of your life. I know this sounds really horrible—they worked so hard to give me this chance to live, but being the baby girl in a family of strong men already cuts into your choices. When you’re sick and on the edge of death, well, you have none. They didn’t even know what taking me to the mall would have meant.
“You’re right. I’m different, I intend to stay different, Romeo. You can hardly say you knew me before, but does this change things for you?” Lauren asked.
Romeo cleared his throat and swallowed. The gorgeous woman standing across the kitchen from him just declared she intended to go wild. She’d literally broken out of the cage and given herself permission to try everything. He was damn sure that if he didn’t get onboard, she’d find someone who would. There was no way he’d let her take her brand-new self out that door to go wild in someone else’s arms.
“The only thing that’s changed is my urgency about getting to Vegas, baby. Whatever you want to try, we’ll try, but I want you to know you’re going to be trying those things with me.” Romeo stood up and stalked over to the counter where she stood. Resting his hands on either side of her body, he leaned into Lauren’s face. “I’m the guy who broke open the box for you, darling. I am the only guy who’s going to show you what fun it is to play with the big kids.”
Romeo sealed her mouth with his. Immediately her arms went around his neck and her mouth opened to suck him in. He gathered her willing body to him and plunged into her with barely restrained lust. His body thrust into yielding feminine curves that pressed back at him. She turned into the wild, moaning sex maniac she’d warned him about. Now that he knew where this came from, he encouraged her abandon with hands and body.
At the doorway to the kitchen, Carla groaned loudly. “Oh, for heaven’s sake. Can you two please get a room? People need coffee. Besides, I’m too young to see this. You’re going to scar me for life. I’ll never be able to face this kitchen again without wondering, damn it.”
Romeo lifted his head and laughed. Lauren buried her face in his chest and echoed Carla’s groan. His little wild woman was embarrassed at being caught crawling up his body. She’d had one leg wrapped around his hips just when Carla interrupted them. Two minutes more and Carla wouldn’t have had to wonder. Lauren would have been balanced on the edge of the kitchen counter with both legs wrapped around him, with nothing but a condom separating them. An interesting possibility, but not where he wanted her first time to be.
“Oh, yeah, I intend to get us a room, and you can be damn sure about every surface in that place,” he growled as he gently moved the two of them away from the coffee machine.
Lauren smacked him on the arm. “Romeo!” she hissed. “I said I wanted to be a bad girl. I didn’t say one word about public displays and general announcements!”
He grinned at her red face. “Well, tell the good girl that I fully intend to make a general announcement and as big a public display as I can manage of our marriage license. So give me back that nasty little bitch in there. I want to show her what bad boys do first thing in the morning.” Romeo swung Lauren up in his arms and headed out of the kitchen, leaving a bemused Carla staring after them.
They reached his rooms in a lust-induced fog. Unable to resist her mouth long enough to get there, he’d been kissing her deeply all the way across the house. Neither knew if anyone else saw them. Neither bothered to look.
Romeo put her down at the foot of the bed and whipped his clothes off. Fully naked, he yanked her back into his arms and fastened his mouth to hers again. Lauren’s hands wandered his body as he fumbled with buttons and snaps on her clothing. Getting the shirt and bra off first, his mouth latched onto a plump nipple as soon as it became visible. He gave up on the clothes and simply grabbed her shorts at her hipbones and ripped them in half.
Lauren gasped as the sound of rending clothing penetrated her brain but his mouth didn’t give her any time to analyze. Her panties suffered the same fate as her shorts. His mouth was now on her tender belly as he sank to his knees. His large hands palmed her ass and held her hips still as he moved lower. The licking, kissing man in front of her was actually growling deep in his chest as he buried his face in the springy curls at her crotch.
Lauren’s legs started trembling when his tongue snaked out to flick over her swollen clit. The damp caress sent her staggering back against the bed. Romeo lunged after her as her ass hit the bed. He grabbed her thighs and shoved them wide while his face returned to the plump folds between them. The low rumble in his chest hitched a moment then returned to a contented growl as he licked up a deep groove and down the other side.
Lauren felt burning waves of heat radiate from her center as his relentless mouth sucked in each fold and bathed it carefully. Her body fell back on the bed as she gasped in great gulps of air. Suddenly his hot, twisting tongue plunged into her opening—thick fingers held her cunt lips open while he pressed into her. He didn’t withdraw but remained buried in her, licking and rubbing sensitive tissue that had never known this kind of attention. Lauren groaned and flexed her hips up into his face. It felt so damn good, so dark and nasty. He didn’t thrust—he entered and stayed to investigate every millimeter he could reach.
The blood rushing through Lauren’s body gathered at cunt and breasts. Her nipples ached and throbbed as he flattened his tongue to stretch her narrow passage. Lauren thought she might die as her body twisted to get more of him inside her. Her hands went to her breasts to rub the ache away.
Romeo finally pulled his tongue out of her, pressed it against her engorged folds and dragged it up to the puffy clit beckoning him. He gently licked around it, circling slowly while he glanced up her body and watched her fondle her breasts.
His avid tongue snaked over her clit and her whole body jerked. He lifted his head and looked down at the open cunt beneath him. His fingers came up to investigate as he watched. Sliding over flushed folds gently—he prodded her clit with light touches. His other hand moved down to press a thick digit into her contracting passage. Her body pushed up at the dual stimulation, the finger in her cunt disappeared to the knuckle and she groaned loudly.
“That’s it, baby,” he breathed. “Are you ready for more?”
“Romeo, don’t talk!” she gasped. “Can’t talk!”
Romeo chuckled as he watched her writhe on his fingers. “Oh, yes we do, sweetheart. I tell you how beautiful you are and you let me.” He slipped another finger into her tight opening and ducked down to lick around his knuckles.
“Oh, God!” Lauren gasped. “You’re a talker? We’re doing this and you want to chat about it?”
Romeo slurped at her as his fingers thrust in and out gently, he lifted his head to watch again. “Yes, I want to look at you, taste you, feel you, eat you and tell you exactly how wonderful and beautiful it all is.”
Lauren moaned as he thrust a little harder. Her tight channel contracted around his fingers. “I can’t… You can’t expect me to…ah… Oh, yes, just like that. More, I need more.”
“See, talking is good,” he crooned as he thrust into the pretty cunt harder. Lauren moaned and undulated to the rhythm he set.
“I love how you look, baby. Looking at you is almost my favorite thing,” he continued.
“Okay,” she gasped. “What is your favorite thing?”
“This,” he stated as he head dived down and his sucking mouth fastened over the clit he’d been tormenting. He sucked hard as her body fought through the firestorm that swept up her.
Just as the burning pleasure ebbed to glowing warmth, he grabbed her under the arms and hauled her up the bed with him. When her head reached the pillow, his heavy body settled over her and he started kissing her again. Romeo reached down, hooked his arms under her knees and b
rought his hands back to her breasts. The slow motion adjustment to her position didn’t register until she found herself spread and unable to move as his heavy erection slid down her dripping cunt to stop at the gaping entrance.
She sucked in a breath as he pushed into her insistently. Thick inches squeezed into her slowly. He lifted his head from her lips and watched her face carefully as he pressed in. Her eyes rounded as hot steel invaded her. She kept waiting for the pain. It never came.
“Oh,” Lauren gasped as he settled his groin onto her fully impaled cunt.
“Am I hurting you, baby?” he gasped as his body began to tremble.
“Ah, no,” Lauren whispered.
“Do you want me to stop?” he questioned again.
Deep inside her body, the thick head of his cock nudged her womb. She could feel it burning her from the inside out. It felt hot, hard and so good. “NO. Don’t stop, Romeo, please don’t stop!” she groaned.
“Oh, God, thank you!” he moaned and his hips pulled back marginally, pushing in slowly. The shallow thrusts caressed nerve endings that seemed connected to every possible body part.
The incredible fullness robbed her of rational thought. The pike between her legs wasn’t moving fast enough. Her calves tried to wrap themselves around his forearms for leverage so she could push back harder. He wouldn’t let her.
“More!” she demanded.
“Wait,” he responded and kept inching in and out of her slowly.
“No!” Her nails raked his back to make her point.
“You need more time!” he insisted shortly.
“Fuck. Me. NOW!” Lauren screamed at him.
“Damn it, woman! I’m trying to make sure you like it!” he groaned in exasperation.
“I LIKE IT. Fuck NOW!” Lauren grabbed his ears and held his face directly in front of her. “NOW!”
“Oh, baby, I can’t wait!” he bellowed as his hips suddenly jerked back and slammed into her. He let go of her breasts, grabbed the backs of her knees and held them straight-armed out to the sides. His knees came up and he crouched over her bent body, pounding his thick cock all the way in her with a force and speed that sent her spiraling off into the universe. Screaming her release didn’t slow him down one bit. He pounded through her clenching cunt with mind-numbing power. As her shudders wound down, he suddenly pulled out of her.
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