Page 11 of Loving Roman (The Summer Twins #3)

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I’m no expert on women, but I sense the monumental shift in Alice as she spoke her request. She’s a good girl. The woman who lets—or maybe needs—the man to take the lead, and I’m more than happy to pick up what she’s putting down.

I balance on my knees, then slide Alice further up the bed until her head lands on the cloud-like pillow.

I have to give this inn extra points for its bedding—it’s sublime.

Once I lay her down like an offering, I press down, ensuring she can feel that I’m semi-hard for her.

For as long as it’s been for me since I last had sex, I get the feeling it’s been longer for her, and if I only get her for a few days; I plan to make every moment as memorable as possible.

I’m glad we explored a lot yesterday and today, because I know I won’t want to leave this room until it’s time to go home.

Cupping her cheek, I drop my lips to hers and continue our kiss.

She eagerly opens for me, twisting her tongue with mine.

I capture her sweet sighs and lose myself in the taste of me on her tongue.

I take my time with her, lavishing her with affection, grinding our bodies together until the build-up becomes too great and our need for each other can no longer be ignored.

I kiss my way down to her jawline and further still, planting open-mouth kisses along her throat, feeling her pulse pounding beneath her skin.

Licking and kissing, I find my way to her breast and pay extra attention to her peaked nipple, swirling my tongue around the hard bud.

I twist her other nipple and she moans, writhing beneath me.

Swapping sides, I pay her other nipple the same attention.

“That feels so good, but I need more,” she whispers.

I blindly find the box I threw onto the bed, and we work together to slip a condom over my erection, sheathing my cock.

Alice ensures its secure, then guides me to her opening.

I tease her a little, but neither of us has the patience to play right now.

I push in a little and moan at the sensation of her tight heat surrounding me.

Pulling my hips back, I pause, soaking up the moment, then push in a little further.

Alice’s whimper captures my attention, and I pull back to check on her, finding her eyebrows pinched. “You okay?” I murmur, stroking her hair away from her face to give me an unobstructed view.

She opens her eyes, and the darkness that greets me steals my breath and stalls my heart. “Yeah, just a little uncomfortable. It’s uh … been a while and I’ve gone dry.” Her cheeks flush, and she drops her gaze.

My heart sinks. She’s no longer turned on, and I feel as if I’ve misread her cues.

Is she not as in the moment as I assumed she was? I pull out of her completely and tip up her chin. “You okay? We can stop if you don’t want this.”

She shakes her head from side to side and squeezes her eyes closed. “It’s not that I don’t want this.” Well, that’s a relief. “It’s my body.”

It takes me a moment, but I realize what she’s not saying. I need to take more time to build her back up, not act like a fumbling teenager out for my own pleasure. I was in such a hurry to get inside her I assumed she was as ready as I was.

I kiss her. “We’ll take it slow. As slow as you need.”

“You don’t understand. I … I’m ready and I want you inside me. I-I-I’m just not wet.” She feels around on the bed until her hand lands on the bottle of lube.

Understanding dawns on me as her fingers wrap around the bottle.

She’s a woman of a certain age, and her body probably doesn’t work the way it used to.

I know how that feels because I just shot my load in a matter of minutes with no control over my own body, and it’s taken me far longer than it once did to get fully hard again.

She needs a little help, and I’m more than happy to oblige.

I take the bottle from her and flick the cap, squeezing a small amount onto my fingers.

I rub the fluid between the tips and then use my knees to widen Alice’s legs, opening her to me.

I add a little more lube, then leisurely swipe my fingers through her pussy.

A throaty moan leaves her lips when I circle her clit in slow increments, ensuring I entice plenty of blood to the bundle of nerves. Drizzling a little more lube over her mound, I watch it trickle down through her lips with the fascination of a boy seeing a vagina for the very first time.

Using my fingers, I spread the lube with sensual strokes, taking my time to dip into her opening and sliding back out again.

Her heels press into my ass. “I just want you inside me. Please?” she begs.

“And I will be.” I kiss her lips gently for reassurance. “In good time.”

I squirt a little more into the palm of my hand and coat my condom-covered dick, ensuring the lubrication is spread evenly. I don’t want to cause her any discomfort if I can help it; only pleasure.

Pushing up, I grip her generous hips and slide back in slowly, being more careful this time and studying her expression to ensure I don’t hurt her.

She moans sexily, so I pull out as I start to make light circles with my thumb around her clit, which is poking its head out from between her swollen lips. So pretty.

She moans again and arches her back, pressing her head deeper into the pillow. I doubt she realizes how sexy she looks spread out before me, my cock spearing her, her breasts rising and falling with her heaving breaths. I lock the image away in my memory banks for future reference when I’m lonely.

Dragging my hand from the base of her throat, between her breasts, and down to her pubic area, I watch her face closely.

Her body shifts and writhes beneath my touch, but I’m mesmerized by the need I see dripping in her gaze.

“You’re so beautiful, Alice. I can’t believe how lucky I am to share your body,” I rasp.

She opens her mouth to say something, but I push roughly inside her all the way until my pelvis meets hers.

A groan rips from my throat. It fills the space between us and mingles with her feminine moan.

She bears down and grips my thighs, digging her short nails into the muscle.

As if she hadn’t already blown my mind with how tight she feels around me, she squeezes her muscles and I drop my head back on my shoulders, closing my eyes to maintain my fragile control.

When I feel like I’m not going to come like a teenage virgin, I drop my gaze to hers, my muscles drawn tight beneath my burning flesh. “You do that, and this will be over before either of us is ready, Tesoro.” I raise my eyebrows, and she smirks at me.

Why do I feel like I’ve handed her a challenge? My stamina isn’t what it used to be, and without a regular sexual partner, I don’t expect it to be what it was, but I don’t want to embarrass myself either.

She squeezes me again, and I return her smirk. “Let’s see what you’ve got, big boy,” she sasses and raises an eyebrow, then breaks into a chuckle, covering her face with both hands.

“Big boy, huh?” I press into her, eliciting another sexy moan. “I’m all man, gorgeous.”

I rotate my hips and strum her clit, then pinch it between my fingers, drawing out more sensual moans that go straight to my dick. Curling my body over, I take one pink nipple in my mouth and suck, massaging the rest of her breast, making her arch into me.

“I don’t know how you expect me to last when you make those sexy noises,” I murmur against her, then kiss my way up to her mouth as I piston in and out of her tight heat.

Her hand slides across my back, and she holds me tighter, pushing her full breasts into me. The silken walls of her hot pussy tighten around me like a tourniquet, heightening my need and making it almost impossible to hold on.

When she cries out my name and her walls squeeze around me, along with her legs, I can’t hold back. I thrust almost violently, then release what feels like an endless amount of cum inside the condom.

Wrapping my arms around her, I tip to the side, kiss her forehead and the tip of her nose before moving my lips to hers. It’s probably not a good idea to kiss her when we’re trying to catch our breath, but I’ll be damned if I can stop.

I only have a few days with her.

It won’t be enough.

It will never be enough.