Chapter 41: Alyssa

Roman’s pov

The world narrowed to the single, searing point where our bodies joined.

"Vivi..." Christ, she was impossibly tight, a hot, silken glove that gripped my cock like it was made for me alone.

A feral, possessive joy, sharp and intoxicating, flooded my veins. As far as I knew, Kai had only had her once- this was mine.

I held still, my body a taut wire, fighting the primal urge to pound into her, to claim her. I needed to see her.

I needed to memorize the exact shade of crimson on her cheeks, the way her dark lashes fanned out against her skin, the parting of her perfect, swollen lips as she adjusted her tight silk walls around my cock.

"Ro...." She shuddered, thighs quivering as I reared back to press my cheeks to hers, loving her softness, my lips finding the delicate shell of her ear.

"You feel like silk around me," I retreated slowly, a long, agonizing drag of my cock against her clenching walls that made her whimper.

Then I sank back in, a slow, deep thrust that she met with a roll of her hips. Her back arched, a soft moan escaping her lips. It was the most beautiful music I had ever heard. I wanted to compose an entire symphony with nothing but her pleasure.

"That’s it," I praised, my voice coming out in ragged, choppy pants. I rose on my arms, my gaze locking with hers.

Her brown eyes glinted, wide and dazed. Her skin was flushed a pretty rose color. "You’re a vision, Vivi. Absolutely stunning when you surrender like this."

My hands roamed her body hungrily as I thrust slow and deep into her. I traced the delicate curve of her waist, the flare of her hips, memorizing her shape like a blind man memorizing a face.

I lowered my head to the side of her breasts, pressing a soft, reverent kiss over her milky tits. She gasped, her hands flying to my hair, her nails scraping against my scalp.

"You’re extraordinary," I murmured against her skin before taking one perfect, cherry nipple into my mouth, my cock plunging deeper into her tight pussy.

God, yes, a little more or I will die.

Her taste was intoxicating. I worshipped her breasts as I had dreamed of doing, sucking and licking until she was writhing beneath me, her body a taut bow of need.

I slid my arms beneath her, one hand cupping the back of her head, the other pressing against the small of her back, lifting her into me, changing the angle until I was hitting that spot deep inside that made her cry out.

Her pussy stretched and gaped, clinging to my shaft greedily every single time I pulled out.

"Oh god, oh my god, Roman!" Her legs wrapped around my waist, pulling me deeper. I interlaced our fingers, her soft ones between my large fingers, pinning her hands beside her head, our bodies locked together.

"Sing for me, beautiful. I love those sounds you make; will you cum for me, Vivi? One more, I want to feel you tighten around me as you do."

Her breath hitched with every slow, maddening drive of my hips, her eyes never leaving mine.

I watched the pleasure build, watched the haze of ecstasy take over until her brown pupils were nearly swallowed by black irises.

"Let go for me, beautiful," I urged, dropping my forehead to hers. Sweat rolled off my skin, dripping down on her pale ivory skin.

"I want to see it. I’ve never seen anything more beautiful than you cumming."

"Roman!" Her body arched into a tight, impossible bow, a scream tearing from her throat as her orgasm ripped through her.

Her cunt clamped down on my cock, a hot, wet vise, and the intensity of it, the sheer, milking pull of her pleasure, sent me flying over the edge with her.

My hips slammed into hers, burying myself as deep as I could go as I pulsed and emptied myself into the condom.

For one wild, reckless second, the thought of being bare, of filling her up until my seed dripped down her thighs, marking her from the inside out, flashed through my mind.

The urge was primal and terrifying; I warded it off instantly. No, that was too reckless. I collapsed against her, my face buried in the crook of her neck, my body shaking with the aftershocks.

She was limp beneath me, slack with pleasure, whimpering when my mouth covered hers in a slow, languid kiss.

"Stay here," I whispered, pulling out gently. I kissed her forehead before rolling off the bed and stalking to the bathroom. I disposed of the condom, ran a washcloth under warm water, then returned to the bed.

She watched me, her brown eyes heavy-lidded and sated as I gently wiped the sensitive skin between her thighs.

"Are you okay? Are you sore?"

A little giggle escaped her, a light, happy sound that went straight to my heart. I couldn’t help but pout. "What’s so funny?"

"You," she sighed, dropping her head back on the bed, her short brown hair splayed over my sheets. "You’re just... so gentle."

I grinned, dropping the cloth and gathering her into my arms, and buried my face in her hair, inhaling her scent deeply. "I have to get back to work," she mumbled against my chest.

"I’m your boss," I countered, tightening my hold. "You get the day off. You’re going to spend it right here in my bed."

"Don’t you have to work?" she asked, tilting her head back to look at me.

I smiled, tracing her lower lip with my thumb. "If I did, would you come with me?"

The door to my room flew open, slamming against the wall with a deafening crack.

"Oh, for fuck’s sake," Malachi’s voice boomed from the doorway.

"Just let the poor girl go, you caveman. Don’t you think you’ve had enough?"

I hugged Ivy tighter. "Piss off, Kai. You’re disturbing us."

"Us?" My brother stormed further into the room, a sneer on his face.

"Disturbing you? Gideon’s on a conference call in the conference room. The one we’re all supposed to be in, Ro. Instead, you’re in here, balls deep in the maid."

I couldn’t help the smug grin that spread across my face. "You’re just jealous."

"I have to get dressed anyway," Ivy mumbled, wiggling out of my arms. Her cheeks were bright red as she slid off the bed.

Both Kai and I went completely still, our eyes glued to her naked body. The soft morning light from the window caught her, turning her skin into warm, honeyed gold. She was like a goddess moving in my room.

The mesmerizing sway of her hips, the gentle bounce of her full, perfect breasts. Kai muttered a curse as she bent over to retrieve her lace panties from the floor, presenting us with the heart-stopping curve of her ass.

I couldn’t stop myself. I slid closer on the bed, the sheets pooling around my waist, and pressed a soft kiss right over her plump ass.

"Ro!" She gasped.

"Fuck," Kai groaned. He was across the room in three long strides, his hand clamping down on my ear, and he yanked me out of bed, dragging me naked out of the room while Ivy’s amused face disappeared.

"Ow! Kai, what the hell?" I yelped, stumbling along beside him. "I was just going to help her get dressed!"

"Like hell you were," he shot back, his grip like iron as he hauled me down the hall, naked as a baby. "I saw that look in your eyes. That wasn’t ’helpful’."

A catty grin stretched my lips. "You can’t say you don’t have that look too."

When we arrived in his room, he slammed the door behind us and grunted. "Find something to wear; G’s waiting."

I dropped on his bed instead, eyeing the painting easel next to his dresser. "Are you still painting the woman from that New Year’s Eve thing?"

He just huffed and stalked to the closet, rifling through it for clothes. He obviously didn’t want to talk about his Cinderella. "Kai,"

"What?"

"Vivi,...You use protection with her, right?"

He stiffened instantly, his back ramrod straight. My eyes darkened, and in a flash I crossed the room, grabbing his hand and turning him to face me.

"Really? After what happened with Alyssa-"

He yanked his hand away as if I had burned him.

"It’s not like that!" he snarled. "It was one fucking time, and I lost my mind for a minute in that laundry room. I didn’t want to walk all the way to my room to get a condom when she was right there."

I sighed, the fight draining out of me, replaced by a familiar, weary ache.

"Maybe start walking around with one in your pockets? The shit with Alyssa sent you to a dark place, Kai. A very dark place. I don’t ever want that to happen again."

His shoulders slumped, the anger deflating out of him.

"It won’t," he mumbled, looking away, his gaze fixed on a spot on the wall. "I’ve learned my lesson." He looked back at me then, his eyes taking on a playful glint, his mask slipping back into place, but I knew my twin better than anyone.

"Besides, Ivy Harpley’s just a good fuck. Nothing more."