Page 76 of Catch Me (Becoming Us #4)

He made an affirmative sound against my palm. It turned into a long moan, or it just as likely could’ve been a sob. If I got stressed at the game today, this was what I’d look back on. In a way, maybe he was my muse as much as I was his.

When he was shaking violently, I fucked him faster, building up my own pleasure.

“Touch your dick now,” I panted.

It didn’t look like he’d listen, so I reached around and did it for him.

I was glad that my hand was still over his mouth because what just came out of it would’ve woken the whole house.

As he came, he grabbed onto my wrist and pulled my hand away.

He managed not to make any more sounds except for gasps and breathy moans.

His ass squeezed me tighter as he rode out the last of his orgasm.

“Roman,” I groaned .

Grabbing onto his hips, I pulled him away from the cabinet, then put a hand on the back of his neck to make him bend. I kept my grip gentle enough that he could get up if he wanted to, but he didn’t try.

“Oh, god, baby,” I murmured as quietly as I could manage. “Fuck, I want to see your ass when it’s full of my cum.”

He pushed back against me, meeting each of my thrusts. “I want to feel it,” he said shakily. “Please.”

“Anything for you.”

I drew in a breath just before my balls tightened and my cock throbbed.

I released his neck and held onto his ass cheeks while the sensation traveled down my shaft and radiated through my core.

When it subsided and I looked down at Roman, he was perched on his elbows, staring at me over his shoulder with a dazed look.

“What?” I asked.

“One, I didn’t know I’d be able to feel you cum in me.”

“You like that?”

He was good at restraining his smiles, but I’d once learned how to see through his grumpy nature, and he wasn’t as good at it now.

“Second,” he went on, “what the fuck did you do to me?”

“We can’t let women be the only ones who get multiple orgasms.”

“I didn’t know it was a whole different thing.”

“Sometimes, and it depends on the person. Now we know you can have a prostate orgasm and a classic one. And yes, I will be taking advantage of that often.”

“Shit, I think it’ll kill me.”

“Only one way to find out.”

He breathed a laugh, then sucked in a breath when I pulled out of him.

Now that we weren’t in the midst of sex, I was a little more concerned about my other houseguests.

I tucked myself back into my sweats and helped Roman with his since he didn’t seem altogether recovered.

After I’d cleaned his cum from the cabinet, I screwed the lid onto the coconut oil and went to toss the towel into the laundry room.

A voice in the kitchen made me tense, and when I heard that it was my dad, I struggled not to laugh. If he’d been a few minutes earlier...I didn’t even want to think about it .

I reached the kitchen and found my dad making a pot of coffee. Roman was leaning on the cabinet I’d just fucked him against, and when our eyes met, I knew he was thinking about it too. How could he not?

“You want eggs, Trav?” Dad asked.

“Oh, you don’t have to make anything. I have to start getting ready.”

“There are still a couple of hours until you have to leave the house,” he pointed out. “If you don’t eat, how are you gonna give it your all?”

“You’re right. Eggs are great, but we should shower and get dressed.”

“Yeah, yeah, of course. I’ll get some stuff going.”

He grabbed the coconut oil off of the counter and I froze. Roman’s lips were rolled in and his chin was tucked. I could see his shoulders shake as he tried not to laugh.

“What do you need that for, Dad?”

“The eggs. It’s healthier than butter.”

“Well, I think butter is fine.”

“Go take your shower, Trav. I can handle things here.”

Roman looked at me with a mixture of amusement and horror. I was trying to remember if I’d double dipped. I was pretty sure I had, but either way, my memory could never be trusted. Better to err on the side of caution.

“Wait, I got that out for a reason,” I said, coming up beside him. “It’s anti-inflammatory.”

When he didn’t seem keen on giving it to me, I casually plucked it from his hand. At the same moment, Kai came in, along with Sen, who was always Squidward for the first hour of the day.

“Coffee, baby?” Kai asked.

Sen just rolled his eyes and sat at the island.

“I think that’s a yes,” I noted.

“It’s always a yes. I just think he’s cute when he rolls his eyes at me.”

“Alright, well...” I held the coconut oil awkwardly and took a couple steps back. “Save me some coffee.”

“Unlikely. Why do you have coconut oil?”

“His joints,” Roman chimed in .

Kai looked at it, then at me, and finally at Roman. His eyes moved around the space in a way that I didn’t like.

“Let’s go,” I muttered, grabbing Roman’s hand.

I could still feel eyes on me as we rushed down the hall. Once we were in the room, I closed the door and broke down in laughter.

“That might have been the most awkward conversation of my life.”

“Really?” Roman scoffed. “I was alone, talking to your dad about coffee creamer while my ass is full of your cum.”

“At least you know every conversation you have with him from now on will be better than that one.”

Shaking his head, he turned and escaped into the bathroom. The shower turned on, and since my brain had latched onto the ‘my ass is full of your cum’ line, I dropped my sweatpants and opened the door.

“What are you doing?” he demanded with narrowed eyes. He had one foot in the shower and didn’t look away from me as I approached.

I reached him and trailed my fingers down the side of his neck. “Making up for lost time.”

Roman’s eyes darkened before he grabbed my throat and thrust me against the shower wall. The move was shocking, and all I could do was stare at him. I’d never been with anyone who had done that.

He shifted his hand up a little and turned my head. With his lips positioned at my ear, his body pressed against mine. “I think I’m gonna get addicted to having you inside of me.”

“You’re not already?” I teased.

“Maybe.”

Reaching between us, I wrapped my fingers around his cock.

It made him tighten his grip on my throat, which in turn gave me a much-needed glimpse into another side of Roman.

Call it his asshole side or his dominant one—it didn’t matter.

All I knew at the moment was that I wanted to get on my knees for him.

When I started lowering, he released his hold on me and moved his fingers to my hair.

I licked the crown of his cock before I looked up at him. “If we win today—”

“ When .”

“When we win today, I’ll declare this my good luck charm. ”

“Me or my dick?” he asked with a smile.

“Both. We’ll have to do this before every game.”

Roman’s eyes softened. “You want me at every game?”

“No exceptions. You can be throwing up or running a deadly fever. I’ll fly you here and everywhere I have to go.”

“You need to stop making it a habit to pay for things for me.”

I chewed on my lip and shook my head. “They’re giving me eleven million next season, so I think I’ll survive.”

His eyes became comically wide. I took his cock into my mouth so he’d forget about everything else until I was ready to let him think straight again.