Romeo

by Gail Faulkner

  Lauren felt strong hands grip her torso and flip her over. “Kneel!” he snarled at her. She complied, dazedly gazing down at the bed. From behind, he thrust into her channel with full body-powered ferocity. Each slam of engorged cock into the wet inferno between her legs wrenched a guttural grunt from him. Lauren’s arms collapsed and she was suddenly on knees and elbows.

  He knew he was fucking her hard and rude. He couldn’t stop. This little woman stripped away his control with the demand he fuck her. The simple male animal that needed this could not be appeased with only one orgasm from this cunt. He needed her cum dripping down his thighs before he’d let her up. One of his hands released her hip to slither around to her swollen clit. Thumb and forefinger clamped sensitive flesh between them and began milking it like a nipple.

  The rough handling sent her into a ruthless, grinding climax. Her body thrashed as white-hot explosions shot through her. Lauren screamed and tried to arch away from those callused fingers. He wouldn’t let her.

  “Please… Oh, God, please, Romeo. I can’t take anymore!” Lauren begged.

  “Yes,” he growled. “More.” Romeo threw his head back and squeezed his eyes shut. The sensations thundering up his body demanded a base dominance. He needed her to know him for her mate. How fucking her ‘til she passed out was going to do that remained a mystery, but he couldn’t stop.

  Her body shuddered weakly under him again and Romeo finally let the orgasm take him. It felt as though his body liquefied and simply drained into her. The hot jets of seed kept racking his entire form with harsh intensity as he slammed into her. When it subsided, he collapsed on her back. She lay limply beneath him.

  Gradually it dawned on him she hadn’t moved. Romeo rolled off her and came up on an elbow to look down at her. Her head was turned away from him and all he could see was the gentle rise and fall of her back with each breath. He frowned.

  “Lauren,” he murmured as he ran a hand down her back. She didn’t respond. “Honey, are you all right?” Nothing.

  “Lauren, baby. Please talk to me. Please, sweetheart. Did I hurt you? Are you in pain?” He tried to brush the hair off her face but she turned it into the pillow and brought her arms up to clutch it tightly.

  “Oh, Jesus, baby. I did hurt you. I’m so sorry. Oh, God, please, baby, tell me where? Okay, you don’t want to talk to me. I understand. Should I get Carla? Would you be better if I got Carla?” He scrambled off the bed.

  “No! Get back in this bed and calm down,” Lauren’s muffled voice demanded.

  “Ah, yeah, sure. But, ah…” he trailed off as he gingerly sat back down on the bed. Her little hand reached up blindly and came to rest in the center of his chest. She pushed gently and he allowed her to press him back down on the bed. “Uh, honey, what’s going on?” he asked cautiously.

  “I am trying to recover from a full-body meltdown,” she huffed from the pillow. “I’ve just been had by the world’s wickedest lover and I need a minute to handle it. Please refrain from calling an audience!”

  “Oh,” he responded blankly, and then what she’d said sank in. “Ohhh,” Romeo purred and gathered her slender body next to his. “No problem, sweetheart. I’ll just be here amusing myself until you’re ready to talk.” He started dropping kisses down her spine. At the slope of her ass, the kisses turned into licks with little nips scattered among them. He couldn’t resist and since she still hadn’t moved, he opened his mouth and sucked gently until he was sure he’d left a hickey. Levering up to admire his handiwork, he saw her body start to shake.

  “Did you just mark my ass?” she questioned around muffled giggles.

  “Damn straight I did,” Romeo responded, and licked over the cute red mark already glowing against lily-white skin. He decided the other cheek needed one also, just for balance, you know. Leaning over her, he licked that globe ‘til he found the perfect spot and again sucked gently. This time the mark was right on the underside of her cheek where ass met thigh. As he sucked, her bottom lifted off the mattress and her legs drifted open.

  He saw no reason to lift his head when she obliged him so sweetly. He lapped up the juices on her inner thigh. Her legs shifted again and he licked higher. Now she was squirming under his questing mouth, trying to center him where she wanted attention. He gently lapped up all the remnants of their lovemaking before nudging her legs further apart. She complied swiftly, spreading herself as wide as possible for the man who was now lying between her legs.

  Romeo grinned as he surveyed the bounty before him. The puffy little cunt was red and sloppy. Above it, her rosebud ass innocently clenched as his finger rimmed it. Have mercy—this dog had gone to heaven. He lowered his face to take a long swipe. Starting at her clit, he dragged down over plump folds, briefly he dipped into her tender opening then up the delicate membrane separating it from her ass.

  Lauren squealed and rolled over to face him. “Romeo, what are you doing?” she demanded.

  “Getting your attention,” he innocently responded.

  “What? You don’t think you have a woman’s full attention when she spreads her legs as wide as possible for you?” Lauren demanded.

  “I wanted you to talk to me,” he defended himself. The almost petulant response made her laugh outright.

  “I thought men didn’t want to talk after.” She gasped as he crawled up her body, dropping a kiss on each nipple as he passed them.

  “You thought wrong,” Romeo mumbled into her neck. Her legs shifted out as he settled his big body over her.

  “Hey,” Lauren sputtered. “We’re talking, remember.” His cock rested on the damp folds of her as he shifted himself around to get fully comfortable. Most of his weight was supported on his elbows but his lower body sought nature’s cradle between her hips. His powerful legs adjusted out, spreading hers even wider to accommodate him.

  “We are talking, baby. I just need to be sure I have all your attention.” Romeo grinned down at the suspicious face she turned up to him.

  “Okay, what are we talking about?” Lauren wanted to know. “I have the distinct impression you’re pinning me down to tell me something you’re afraid to again.”

  “Yeah, well, you know me too well already. I just thought we should discuss the fact that, well, I lost my mind a few minutes ago.” Romeo sobered as he regarded her. “I’m sorry, baby. I should have been gentle the first time.”

  “Ah, you’re apologizing because you think you should protect me from an experience like that?” Lauren questioned.

  “I’m apologizing because I behaved like an animal. It won’t be like that next time, I promise. Even if it kills me, I’ll go slow, sweetheart. Please give me another chance.”

  “Is it always like that for you?” she asked.

  “No.” Romeo glanced down and swallowed roughly. “I, ah, I’ve never quite felt like that before. I don’t know what came over me. I’ve never lost it and gone berserk. Honey, I’m really sorry,” he ended sincerely.

  Lauren grinned up at him. “Never?” she pressed.

  “No.” Romeo frowned as her slender legs slowly slid over his to wrap around him.

  “I’m the only woman who’s ever made you lose control?” she purred softly as her fingers threaded through his hair.

  “Yeah, and you can stop that right now,” he warned as her body shimmied under him. The motion moved his dick to the opening of her cunt. She had to be sore—he knew he couldn’t have her again so soon.

  “We have more talking to do, woman,” he stated firmly as he readjusted away from temptation. “The thing we haven’t mentioned yet is, I didn’t, ah, I lost my mind as I said and didn’t, ah, there wasn’t…”

  “Condom,” she interrupted him. “The word is condom. Nope, you didn’t put one on, did you? Is that a regular omission for you?”

  “Shit NO! I’ve never entered a woman without one before. Never! I mean, it just doesn’t happen.” He rushed on as she opened her mouth. “I want you to know that the doctor told me about them having to reb
uild your pelvis. I know you weren’t physically a virgin because of all the surgery. I also know you can’t deliver a baby because of the pins in your hipbones. Honey, I think it’s too soon to have kids, but if there is one, we’ll handle it together. You have to believe that. Do you?” he questioned worriedly.

  “Am I allowed to talk yet?” Lauren raised her brows.

  “For God’s sake, talk!” he demanded.

  “First, my doctor talks a hell of a lot, but I forgive him this time. Second, I’m relieved to hear I’m the first. Third, I’m on the Pill.”

  “The Pill?” Romeo repeated darkly. “Why?”

  “Well, I was dating someone, for quite a long time actually. As we can both attest to, you can’t ever be sure of when emotions are going to explode. Naturally I thought it might be a good idea to take precautions,” Lauren explained.

  A growl rumbled up Romeo’s chest. “Yes, well, isn’t it lucky Carla got you out here in the nick of time?” he bit out.

  Lauren cocked her head. “Are you mad that I’m on the Pill?”

  “No,” he snapped.

  “Then your fists are clenched in my hair because…?” Lauren trailed off as she watched him visibly try to relax.

  “I am not mad,” Romeo stated. “I’m tense.”

  “Oh, I see. The big difference between those two escapes me at the moment. Explain it to me,” Lauren invited.

  Romeo huffed and glanced away from her. “I am tense because you thought about sleeping with that man.”

  “Excuse me!” Lauren gasped. “Correct me if I’m wrong, but aren’t you like the embodiment of sexual experience? Can you even count the number of women you’ve actually nailed, much less thought about?”

  Romeo pressed his pelvis into her as she started to squirm out from under him. His hands gripped her head as he turned her angry face to his. “You’re right, Lauren. I am the last person on earth who has any right to say that. I’m not proud of it. You asked me a question and I answered honestly.” His sincere face mollified her and she stilled beneath him again.

  “Honey, I’m going to start apologizing right now. I am jealous of any man you look at. I am not rational about it. I will try to control it, but as of right now, I hate it that you thought about sleeping with him. I’m sorry if that offends you,” he ended quietly.

  Lauren smoothed a hand down his face. “Do you have a little black book, Romeo?” she asked quietly.

  “Ah, no,” he frowned.

  “List of numbers on your computer?” she pressed.

  “Sort of, my address book is in my hand-held,” he confessed cautiously.

  “What do you suppose I think about that?” she asked.

  “I don’t know. I guess you don’t like it either. But honestly, I’m not involved with anyone. Even if I was, it’d be over now. This is the relationship I want,” he stated firmly.

  “Do you want me to trust your word on that?” she asked.

  Romeo frowned. Slick little girl had skillfully cornered him with his own words. Regardless of his answer, he’d have to extend her the same trust he wanted from her. Romeo shifted and looked away from her, spitting out a vile curse before he met her eyes again.

  “You’re a damn dangerous woman. Just so we get all the cards on the table, let me list my faults—I am obsessed with protecting the people I love, obviously that makes me controlling, bossy and now the brand-new fault of jealous. I do not wish to be rational about this but you’re gonna make me, aren’t you?”

  Lauren smiled serenely. “It’s time to let go of that old fear, Romeo. You know it is. You can do it and I have faith that you’ll understand how it makes everyone else feel.”

  Romeo scowled and rolled off her. He stared up at the ceiling and shook his head. “You’re going to tell me, aren’t you? The part about how everyone else feels.”

  Lauren moved to rest an arm across his chest and her chin sat on it. She grinned at the pout on his face and assured him she would. “Oh, yes. Each and every time.”

  He couldn’t resist touching her for long. His hands glided up and down her slender back as he looked into those laughing eyes. “It might take a while to rehabilitate me,” he stated darkly.

  “I am willing to invest the time in you,” she promised seriously. “I have faith in your ability to learn. Given the right incentive, that is.” Lauren knew the play was taking a huge step into commitment. It wasn’t really the risk she’d thought it would be. He’d convinced her somewhere in the kisses and phenomenal lovemaking that this sort of thing didn’t happen very often.

  His eyes crinkled but the smile remained hidden on his lips as he continued. “It’s taken me fifteen years to get this way. I’m sure correcting old habits will take longer than acquiring them.”

  “Mmm, so you’re saying we can’t be sure for another fifteen years?” Lauren frowned.

  “Nope, I think you need to double the time to get rid of something. Then it’s a good idea to be cautious for another twenty years at least. Yeah, this could take as long as fifty years, sweetheart.”

  Lauren laughed. “I suppose you’ll put me up for at least that long. Do you think you can find the room?”

  Romeo rolled her over and kissed her long and hard. When they were both gasping for air, he raised his head and grinned down at her. “Sorry. Not an empty room in the house. You’ll be bunking with me.”

  Lauren cradled his face with her hands, her smile faded as she gazed at the striking bad boy leaning over her. “I need to be sure about this. The feelings between us are new and untested. I need you to keep your promise, the one about dating. Can you do that?”

  Romeo searched her eyes. In them, he found a scared little girl who wanted to trust him but still wasn’t sure she could. There was the woman who’d taken her first steps into intimacy and didn’t know what to do next. Primarily there was a sweet, giving spirit that he wanted to gather into his body and protect at all costs.

  “Lauren, I will keep every promise I ever make to you or die trying. We’ll take all the time you need, baby. As long as we are both clear that the relationship between us is exclusive and intimate, I’ll probably do any damn thing you want. What I will not do is leave you. Do you understand what that means?” He kissed her palms as her hands drifted down his face to rest on his broad shoulders.

  “Explain it to me,” she invited.

  “Wherever you are, that’s where I’ll be,” Romeo explained. “If you need to be at your place near the specialists, that’s where we’ll live. If you’d like to move to the ranch, that’d be great. We don’t have to get married right away but, honey, I want my ring on your finger. Can you do that for me?”

  Lauren smiled into his serious face. “Aw, how sweet. You want to mark your territory.”

  Romeo grinned back at her. “Damn straight. I hope you’re willing to lift weights ‘cause the rock on that little finger is going to weigh you down. If it can’t be seen at twenty paces, it’s too damn small.”

  Lauren chuckled. “Careful, big guy, don’t make me a target for muggers and desperate criminals.”

  “Oh, you’ll have all the security you need, angel face.” Romeo dipped down to sip at that smart mouth because he couldn’t resist it. “I’ll be right next to your luscious body at all times. They want the rock, they have to go through me.”

  “Mmm, so now you’re a bodyguard?” Lauren teased as she twirled a lock of his hair in her fingers.

  Romeo was licking down her neck when he grinned into her flesh. “Guarding this body has just become a career for me. I’m very serious about my duties. Don’t interrupt me, woman.”

  “Well,” she murmured. “I’ve heard about your guarding me, wanting me, being jealous of me, marrying me and moving in with me. There is one thing I haven’t heard.”

  Romeo looked up sharply, his eyes narrowed as he surveyed the lovely face watching him so carefully. His body slid off to the side of her as he considered this turn in the conversation while sitting up slowly.

 
; Lauren sucked in a breath as he voluntarily removed himself from bodily contact. He sat back against the headboard and gazed out the window. Lauren didn’t move as she waited for him to speak.

  Taking a deep breath, he started talking in a quiet voice. “I was a fully self-sufficient man until you stepped out of that death trap Carla drives. I’m the one whose world came to a screeching halt the first time big blue eyes met mine. You were looking at the dog. I’m the guy willing to beg just for you to sleep in the same room with me. You wanted to call it a fun time and be done with it.”

  He turned his head and looked down at her with a gentle smile. “I’m not complaining, baby. It’s not your fault—you didn’t do one thing to trap me. The fact that your little hands hold my world, that you are as necessary to me as the air I breathe, is my problem. I haven’t told you I love you because I couldn’t live if you looked at me with doubt or worse, pity.” He grabbed her hand and squeezed it as she opened her mouth to respond. “No, let me explain this. You don’t have to say anything.”

  Lauren frowned but nodded.

  “I’m a confident guy, sweetheart. But that doesn’t mean I’m not scared shitless every time I look at you. You’re a beautiful sparkling spirit who’s suddenly discovered the big wide world. What if you decide you want to explore it by yourself? What if being your first means you want to know what the second would be like? I’m not strong enough to say ‘Go play, I’ll be here when you decide to settle down’. I need you too much. My heart has spent a lifetime searching under every rock and around each corner for you.”

  He brought her palm to his lips and kissed it. “When I hand you my heart on the ‘I love you’ table, I’d like to be reasonably sure you want to exchange yours as well. I’m willing to earn that from you. I’ll do the time it takes to get you to look at me, not the dog.”