Page 22 of Falling for You (Balsam Cliffs #2)

“Oh shit! Rome, why’d you let me do that!” After the haze of my orgasm lifts, I realize that my thigh rests on his black eye.

“I would let you do that a hundred times over to be the one that makes you scream my name.” He reaches out with his tongue swiping it over my sensitive clit one more time before pulling back.

He pulls my skirt down, patting my leg in finality. “Let’s go, I have plans for you.”

He flashes a devious grin as he hops out of his truck and jogs around to let me out, ever the gentleman that he is.

I slide off my seat and let my body glide down his, reaching out to cup his hard-on through his jeans. “Seems like you do. But what if I have my own plans?”

“I surrender to you, Sunshine. You can do whatever you want with me.” He leans down and nips at the soft skin on my neck, wrapping his arms around me as we fumble into the house, a tangle of limbs and lips.

Flipping on the porch light, Fiona runs out of the door as soon as it’s opened. She gets the hint and bypasses us to go right out into the yard. Roman pushes me further into the house, leaving the door open for her.

He presses me against the wall and the left side of his lip flinches up.

“I don’t trust that smirk, Stud.”

Fi runs through the door and plops on her bed. He kicks the door shut and turns back to me, “I can’t wait to have you again.”

He throws me over his shoulder, slapping my ass this time, taking the stairs two at a time. He tosses me onto his bed like a ragdoll and starts to shed his clothes in record time. His glorious body is lit up only by the nightlights we’ve placed all over the bedrooms and I’m enjoying the show.

“I’m torn between your plans, and mine.” I suck my bottom lip in, chewing on it as I actually debate the plans I have.

I decide on my own plans, I definitely like my plans better.

I hop off the bed, dropping to my knees in front of him as he pulls his jeans down his thighs.

His cock releases right in front of my face and I waste no time gripping his cock at the base.

I dart my tongue out, licking the tip of his cock, swirling my tongue around, and squeezing the base before giving him a few tugs too.

His sharp intake of breath lets me know that he’s just as on edge as I am. He kicks his pants off, and I grip his ass cheeks to pull him closer to me. I bob my head, filling my mouth with his cock, and gliding my tongue along his length, sucking him in back to my throat and hollowing my cheeks.

“Fuck,” he growls. “Sunshine, I can’t… you need to stop.”

Next thing I know I’m being pulled up and thrown back onto the bed.

He grips the hem of my skirt and pulls it down my legs while I sit up, pulling my shirt over my head to help him out.

His large hands reach around me, unclasping my bra, and pushing me down onto the bed before my shirt even hits the floor.

His body hovers deliciously close to mine.

He trails kisses down my neck, leaving my skin pebbled in their wake. Grabbing his cock, he guides himself to me. He starts slowly, pushing just his tip inside, then pulling almost all the way out before teasing me again.

“I’ve missed this.” He kisses my lips, “I’ve missed you. It feels so good to be able to tell you and everyone else how much I love you.”

Before I can answer he slams into me, making me moan out in response, screaming his name.

“That’s right, Sunshine, scream my fucking name. I want to hear it spill from your lips as I bring you to the edge.”

I wrap my legs around his hips to pull him tighter to me, keeping him close to me, not wanting to lose that friction. My hands roam his back, scraping along the closer I get to my orgasm.

“Rome, please, I’m ready.” I writhe impatiently under him. Desperate for him to give me the orgasm I want.

He wraps his arms around me and pulls me tight to him, flipping us so I’m riding him.

He slides his hands around to my front, and up to my breasts, tweaking my nipples on his way to my neck.

A moan leaves my mouth involuntarily. There is something about his large hands gripped around my neck, the pressure from his two handed necklace, and the friction of me riding his cock is pushing me closer and closer to the edge.

I move my hips in a circle, slamming down on him, feeling his cock hitting every angle of my pussy. He lifts his hips to get as deep as he can.

I throw my head back as the orgasm wracks my body, and Rome growls as he finds his release with me.

I collapse onto his chest, relishing in every twitch and pulse together.

“I missed you too.” I smile into his chest.

He rolls me to his side and pulls me in close, “It feels so good to have you in my bed as mine this time. Knowing that I get to openly love you.”

“Are you going to be okay with what happened tonight?” I worry about how he’ll feel when this high is over. When he has to face the fact that his best friends aren’t speaking to him. G was quick to forgive him, but I know Willow had a lot to do with it.

“I’ll be fine. Pops told me it’ll be alright and I know that means if Hunter doesn’t get his head out of his ass then Pops will pull it for him. So it might suck for a minute but it will get better. I know it will, and if it doesn’t I still don’t regret it because I will have you by my side.”

“I just want you to be happy.”

“I’m happy, Sunshine. So fucking happy.”

I snuggle into his side, inhaling his scent. My heavy eyelids are taking over after the drama of the long night.

Rome’s beard tickles my neck, waking me up. “Good morning.”

“Why are you awake,” I grumble. “The sun is barely up. There is no sunshine.”

“Black out curtains, no sun ever remember?” He trails more kisses along my collarbone.

“Ugh, that means the sun isn’t up yet and we don’t have to be awake,” I grumble again.

“Well it’s almost time to go get Livvy girl. I figured I’d take you for some coffee and breakfast at Emerald Roasters before we start the drive.”

“Oh! Yes! Let’s go right now!” I lift my head from the pillow. I miss her so much.

“Oh, now you’re awake?” He chuckles.

I stretch out and roll into his embrace. “I just miss her. I want her home with us. It feels wrong that she isn’t here. I don’t like this overnight stuff.”

“I don’t either. But we’ll have her back soon.”

I roll back over to check my phone, to see if there is any drama brewing after last night. But when I roll over to the edge of the bed I’m met with a little pink nose. “Good morning, Fi. Would you like to snuggle this morning?”

Fiona won’t get into the bed unless she’s invited but she will stand at the edge near your pillow and stare until you invite her or you get up and go downstairs to snuggle with her.

I scooch back toward Rome and tap the bed next to me when she hops up instantly, burrowing between us.

We lay there in the quiet for a few moments giving Fi her snuggles. I spent that time really inspecting Rome’s face. His face that has a gash on his cheekbone and a black eye that has already swollen, his eye half-closed.

Reaching out to touch him, he stills as I get closer. “Does it hurt? I feel so bad that this happened because of me.”

“It didn’t. It was my own fault. I’m the idiot who pulled you off that table and dragged you into my office where I forgot to lock the door.

But to be fair, locked or not, Hunt knew.

I think he’s known since you got back and just didn’t want to admit it.

He’s been making a lot of comments about dating you and you dating someone that he wants to kick their ass.

Guess he got his wish. But I popped some more medicine before I woke you up and it doesn’t hurt as bad. ”

“Well you definitely need an ice pack.” I scratch Fi’s head, “Come on, girl, let’s go have some snuggles on the couch before we go get our girl.”

I don’t miss the smile that spreads over Rome’s face when I call Olivia our girl.

I swing my legs over the side of the bed and Fi jumps down to follow me.

“Fi, you’re a traitor. You used to be my dog!” Rome jokes. She is my shadow now ever since I’ve moved in, but I think it’s because she’s so attached to Olivia. She loves her baby more than she loves me or Rome.

We go downstairs to fill the ice pack for Rome and he plops on the couch, turning on the news. I notice that he took the time to get dressed, I take that as my cue to do the same.

“Here you go, Stud. You know, the black eye makes you look like a badass.” I wink at him as I saunter away up the stairs.

It takes me only fifteen minutes to shower and throw on a pair of leggings and baggy tee to match.

We have an hour and a half in the car today, and those beers are doing their job on this mini hangover today.

I can’t wait for a big old greasy biscuit with egg, sausage and cheese from Margaret.

If Esther has already sold out, I will absolutely be walking next door to get one from Margaret. And maybe one of her donuts. Or five.

We’ve been driving for an hour, and the traffic is terrible today.

The summer tourist season is in full swing.

The highway is gridlocked. Rome asked me to text Diane about twenty minutes ago but she still hasn’t answered.

I hope she isn’t waiting too long, or that she got our message before they left.

It takes us another hour to get to the park and ride that we agreed to meet the Ryans at. The park and ride is pretty empty given that it’s a Sunday, and I don’t see the Ryans’ car anywhere.

“I hope they aren’t stuck in the same traffic we are, but southbound didn’t look as backed up.”

I shrug in response, it is weird that they aren’t here.

Rome pulls out his phone and dials Diane. Straight to voicemail. He tries Wayne. Same thing.

He looks at me and I know the same look is on my face. Something doesn’t feel right. Something in my gut is screaming.

“Try again,” I urge.

Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring. You have reached—.

Rome hangs up and tries Wayne again.

Ring. Ring. You have reached Wayne, please—.