“No. Yes,” I said, confused. “I don’t know!” I yelled.
“So let me get this straight,” he said. “You’re pissed because girls are being petty, the BuzzBoss is calling you a nerd, and because in spite of it all, I’m still here?”
“Yes!” I shot out.
Why are you still here?
He scrubbed a hand over his face like he was tired. I was tired too. Suddenly, I was so very tired. He materialized behind me. I felt his heat against my back. His solid arms wound around my waist and pulled me into his chest and he lowered his chin to my shoulder.
“What do you want from me?” I whispered.
He turned his head and pressed a kiss into the crook of my neck. My eyes slid closed. “Right now?” he breathed, his words fanning out across my skin. “Right now I want to kiss you.”
Excitement raced down my spine and my toes curled against the floor.
“Can I kiss you right now, Rimmel?”
I nodded. Maybe I shouldn’t let him touch me or kiss me, but I wanted him desperately.
He pulled back and guided me around. He didn’t move like he was hurried; instead, he stepped up as close as he could. Our toes bounced together and he slowly wrapped his arms around me, pulling me in so my back arched, and pushed my waist into him farther. One of his hands slid up my back and cupped the back of my neck, tilting my head back so I was totally open for him.
I got caught in the blue web of his eyes. I got tangled up in just the feel of him against me, and a cloud of desire settled over the room.
“You asked me why I’m here,” he murmured, leaning in so he was so close his lips brushed mine as he spoke. “This is why I’m here, Rimmel. Can’t you feel it too?”
My eyes drifted closed and I nodded. The small movement bumped our lips fully together and neither of us pulled away.
Once connected, we were fused together. My arms came up to wrap around his neck, and I leaned up on my tiptoes to get better access to his mouth.
Romeo groaned deep in his throat and deepened the kiss. Sparks of electricity burned me and heat pooled in my center. His tongue slipped between my lips and smoothed over my teeth to tangle with my all too willing tongue.
My brain grew fuzzy and my limbs heavy as he continued to work my mouth like he knew exactly how to make my body succumb to him. When I felt my lungs were going to burst, he broke contact but didn’t pull away. As I pulled in deep breaths of air, his lips slid across my jaw and toward my ear, where he tugged my lobe with his teeth and sent chills of pleasure racing across my skin. My arms fell from his neck and grabbed his biceps as he explored down my neck, licking and biting as he went.
I moaned as he slid back up, and I turned my head to kiss him again. Romeo lifted me so my feet weren’t touching the ground and laid me across the bed, coming over me with his considerable size. I gazed up at him with passion-laced eyes, and he smiled down at me with slightly swollen lips.
I reached for him and he met me halfway, stroking my tongue with his as his hand found the hem of my shirt and slid up across my stomach.
I stilled because the sensation was new, and he drew back slightly to look down. “I won’t do anything you don’t want.”
It took a moment for his words to penetrate my foggy brain, and I nodded.
“I just want to touch you, baby,” he rasped, his voice hoarse. “Is that okay?”
I arched up against his hand, giving him my answer and better access to my skin at the same time. My body was on fire beneath him and his touch was like the cool water that calmed the flames. His lips fused to mine once more and we kissed endlessly as his fingertips dragged across my stomach and teased the waistband of my jeans.
His hand was so big that when he laid his palm flat over my stomach, it nearly covered my entire abdomen. He murmured something unintelligible against my mouth as he explored upward until the tips of his fingers caressed the underside of my jaw.
The rest of his body was alongside mine, we touched from my feet all the way up. He leaned over me so I could feel his weight, but enough of him was on the mattress so I wasn’t being squished.
The second his fingers brushed the fabric of my bra, the flames he’d been keeping under control raged. The desire in my blood tripled and I made a small sound in the back of my throat. I wanted more. I wanted so much more.
Romeo pulled back to look down but kept his one hand where it was. With his other hand, he reached up and gently pulled my glasses off, carefully setting them off to the side. Then he leaned down and pressed ultra-soft kisses to each of my fluttering eyelids.
A soft sigh expelled from my lips and his fingers spasmed against me like he was trying to hold himself back. “Okay?” he asked, inching up a little ways.
My breasts felt swollen with need and I whispered, “Yes,” as I threaded my fingers through his hair and pulled him back down to me. His hand slid all the way up and cupped my small breast. He palmed it entirely, giving it a gentle squeeze and making my hard nipple ache. The pressure of his kiss increased, and I tightened my fingers in his thick blond hair. I loved the way it felt between my fingers. I reveled in the softness.
The sensations running through my body were almost overwhelming. My fingers and knees shook with need and my stomach jumped around even as another part of me urged for more. Romeo’s hands were gentle but gave so much pleasure. He massaged my breast and ran his finger beneath my bra strap against the smooth skin of my shoulder. Cool air brushed over my exposed abdomen, and the kiss we shared went on.
I wiggled beneath him, wanting even more, and my hands left his hair to cup his jaw. He pulled back and stared down at me. The room was dim, but even in the faded light, I saw how much I affected him.
He was attracted to me; that much was painfully clear. If I couldn’t see it in his eyes, I could certainly feel him against my hip. He rocked against me restlessly as he stared down at my face.
I couldn’t look away. I was captivated by him.
As he watched me, his fingers delved into the edges of my bra cup and tugged the fabric down. It gave way, and his palm covered my bare breast and squeezed. My eyes slid closed and my head fell to the side. He nuzzled my neck as his fingers found my nipple and rolled it between his fingers.
My hands no longer held him. They had fallen to my sides, but when he once again moved against me, I gripped his hips and my lips reached for his once more.
His kiss was my entire universe, so much so that I didn’t hear the door open. I didn’t hear Ivy’s surprised gasp. I would have gone on kissing him if he hadn’t lifted his head.