Page 110 of Forgive Me Father

The heat between my legs intensifies, a shiver of anticipation running through me. I bite my bottom lip, the desire building.

“And if someone needs the booth?” I tease, a mischievous glint in my eyes.

“Guess they’ll have to wait,” Roman replies, his gaze darkening with promise. “Now show me.”

I smile, pushing his chest firmly, watching him stagger back before catching himself, just stopping short of falling into the seat.

Guiding him to sit down, Roman’s eyes flash with understanding as I look down at the bulge in his pants. He helps me with his belt, unfastening his zipper, his hardened length coming free. I drop to my knees before him, my tongue tracing up the base of his cock. I smile as his head tilts back, savoring the pleasure. I look up at him, my gaze innocent, as I swirl my tongue around the head of his erection.

“Mmm, Eden,” He murmurs, a smirk playing on his lips. “Why don’t you come up here and let me taste those pretty lips?”

Without hesitation, I shift to sit on his lap, wrapping my arms around his neck as his hands find my waist. He slides his hand up my thigh and moves aside my underwear with a deft touch. His fingers caress the lace that clings to me, his expression one of pleased satisfaction.

“Just for me?” He asks, a note of possessiveness in his voice.

"Always," I grin, feeling his head align with my entrance.

Connecting his lips with mine, I turn fully to straddle him, his mouth capturing my moan. His hands are on my hip, guiding me down until I'm fully seated on his cock, filling me up and stretching me to my limits.

He bites my lip hard, drawing blood, lapping it up hungrily as I rock my hips against him. He moves his tongue from my lower lip to my neck, coating my skin in a warm mix of his saliva and my blood. His hands slam me down hard onto his cock.

"Is this what you wanted, pretty girl?" He questions. "You wanted to feel my cock buried inside of you, reminding your pussy who it belongs to?" He questions. Rolling his fingers over my clit, he works me just right. I press my head to his chest, seconds away from release as his filthy words wash over me.

Tensing up around his dick, I latch my teeth to his shoulder, letting him feel the pain as my release coats him, catching us both off guard. Our breathless moans mix together, and I’m unsure which noises are coming from which of us. I pull myself off of his cock, lowering myself back to my knees before he can stop me. I wrap my mouth around him, licking up my sweet release from his length.

I savor the taste on my tongue, dragging back up his underwear once I’m finished. Wiping my lip clean, I readjust my clothes, watching as he does the same, his eyes glued to me.

I raise a brow at him as he pats his lap. "You think I'm not rewarding you after all of that, Angel?" He asks. "Sit down and let me take a few pictures with my girl."

Sitting on his lap, he throws a few dollar bills in the machine, clicking the‘take photo now’button. Kissing my neck up and down, the camera flashes.

"I love you, Eden," He whispers, causing me to look him in the eyes.

Staring at him, another flash goes off.

"I love you too, Roman," I whisper. "So do one thing for me. Don't leave me."

He tugs at a chain around his neck, his gold band hanging from it.

"I told you I made my decision," He whispers. "I choose you."

Clouded with emotion, I press my lips to his once again, kissing him with a new hunger I’ve never felt before.

Flashing one last time, the camera captures something I’ll remember for a lifetime.

The moment I knew I was truly in love with Roman Briar

1 Corinthians 13:8a: "Love bears all things, endures all things. Love never ends."

Chapter 30

Roman

Swiping through the photos with quick, deliberate movements, I notice a couple approaching the photo booth, casting curious glances at Me and Eden as she staggers out. I interlace my fingers with hers, guiding her away from the booth. Her rosy cheeks, glowing with a mix of excitement and embarrassment, captivate me.

“I should piss you off more often,” She says with a playful smile, our hands finally parting as we begin to mingle with the crowd.

“I kind of enjoyed seeing you so jealous,” I grin, watching her eyes widen in surprise. “But you should know by now, my focus is solely on one woman.”