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I stare up at him in confusion when I see the fury radiating off him.
Without a word, he storms out of the kitchen. A few seconds later, the bathroom door slams shut with a deafeningcrack, and I flinch like I’ve been slapped. The silence that follows drags up a deep-seated pain I can’t fully grasp.
Chapter 7
Romeo
Ithrust my head further back into the pillow and groan as the warm pussy currently gyrating over my cock picks up speed.
My mind automatically conjures up images of Lucia with her face tilted back and her pretty lips parted, like they were the day she straddled me and got herself off.
I’ve been beating myself up over it ever since I let that happen, because I can’t get that moment out of my mind. The second I suggested she use my cock as a substitute for her vibrator, I knew it was a mistake.
A huge motherfucking mistake.
It went against everything I’d been working towards up until that point—everything I’d been fighting—but despite how wrong it was, it didn’t stop me from blowing my load in my pants like a prepubescent teenager.
I’m still humiliated by that knowledge, and so angry with myself. It’s not something I’ve ever experienced, even when I was a kid.
This woman makes me do things I’ve never done before. The scary thing is, it’s not by force or even by asking, it’s just by being who she is.
She disarms me and has me saying things I swore I’d never admit out loud.
Lucia Rossi has me caring in a way that feels dangerous to a man like me. As if I’ve handed her a loaded gun and dared her to pull the trigger. I find myself reaching out when I should shut down, staying when every instinct tells me to run. It’s fucking infuriating.
The things I wanted to do to her that morning—but thankfully, I somehow found the willpower not to—still fill me with shame.
I can’t even tell you why I went through with it. Maybe I just let myself believe that giving her what she wanted might help us move past this clusterfuck. But I was wrong; it only made things worse. Obviously, Lucia took it as a green light and started coming after me even harder.
I’m not sure how much longer I’ll be able to remain in this house with her. I can’t even escape that little vixen in my dreams. It’s hard to give someone a wide berth when you are both living under the same roof, especially when she takes every opportunity available to break my resolve.
It tears me apart to walk around pretending she doesn’t consume my every waking thought, because the truth is all I can think about is her, or how desperately I want to grab hold and never let go.
My hands reach for her in sleep as my fingers dig into the soft flesh of her arse. She lays her torso over mine, pressing those perky tits of hers against my chest.
When her mouth moves to my neck, raining scorching hot kisses against my skin—like she did the morning she got herself off on my lap—my hand moves up to fist a chunk of her hair.
Since this isn’t really happening, I can do something I’ve been aching to do since we met. Taste those plumpfucking lips of hers without having to worry about the consequences.
I tug on her hair in an attempt to turn her face towards mine, but I pause immediately when she whimpers, “Ouch,” against my searing hot skin.
My eyes spring open in shock, and when I find that I didn’t in fact conjure up this moment, that Lucia is actually here in my room grinding on my cock, my head spins.
“Fuck,” I grumble as I grab her shoulders, drawing her back. “What in the hell are you doing?”
She blinks down at me a couple of times, slow and deliberate, as if the answer is painfully apparent. Like I’m an idiot for even asking.
“What does it look like I’m doing?” she shoots back, with so much snark it sends my blood pressure climbing.
“Why are you in my room, Lucia?” I growl.
“Because you gave me a free pass.”
“A one-off free pass. I never said you could grind on my dick whenever you felt like it.”
She lifts one shoulder, not letting that deter her as a devious smile curves her lips.
A deep growl rumbles in the back of my throat when she starts moving again, rocking her body over my aching cock.
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