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I race through the city, driving far too fast. I know these streets, though. I spent my entire life in this city, learning every nook and cranny. I was born here, raised here, and will probably fucking die here. And God, I hate it. So much, I can't relax when I'm here. I can't breathe. I feel stretched thin, agitated.
I don't know how to deal with the restless, clawing feeling skittering through my veins.
When I pull into the driveway and kill the engine, Mila hops out of the truck without waiting for me and damn near falls in those sexy heels. As soon as she's steady, she hurries toward the front door, peeking over her shoulder to look at me.
I follow behind her slowly, trying to calm the fuck down.
As soon as I get the door open, she turns to me.
"I'm sorry," she blurts, still worrying that lip between her teeth.
I close my eyes and take a deep breath. "Go to bed, baby."
"But–"
"Mila, go to bed."
"Don't tell me what to do, Roman," she growls at me.
I crack an eye open to find her glaring at me, her jaw set and her green eyes flashing fire at me.
Fuck.
"Please, just go to bed, Mila."
"No. Not until you talk to me. Why are you so mad at me? What'd I do wrong?" Her voice shakes with emotion, cracking me wide open. She isn't simply pissed at me. She thinks I don't want her.
Jesus.
She turns like she's going to walk away from me, but I reach out and grab her, yanking her back into my body. She stumbles in her heels, falling into me. I press my dick into her stomach, making sure she feels how hard I am for her.
"I want you, Mila," I growl at her, "so goddamn bad it hurts. But if I fuck you right now, I'm going to break you in half, so please go the fuck to bed, baby." I'd never hurt her, but I don't trust myself right now. I need to claim her so badly…I'll be too rough and demand too much. I can't lose her. I fucking can't.
"No, Roman." She tips her head back to look at me, still glaring. "You don't get to shut me out and pretend you're trying to protect me. I'm not afraid of you. You don't scare me."
Why doesn't she ever fucking listen to me? I swear to Christ, she was put on this earth just to drive me insane.
"Mila–"
"I'm not fragile, Roman. Stop treating me like I am." She reaches out and grabs my dick through my jeans like she owns it. Anger snaps and sizzles in her green eyes, just fucking daring me to try to stop her.
A strangled groan tears from somewhere in my chest. My entire body shakes as desire rips through me.
"I'm not afraid of you," she says again, squeezing me with one hand. Her other goes to work on the button of my jeans. She pops it loose before pulling the zipper down.
I stand completely still, not even breathing as I fight for control…for the willpower to move away from her before I lose it completely.
She tugs my jeans down, freeing my cock.
"Mil–" I groan again when she wraps one hand around my dick, her gaze still locked on mine.
"You're the one who dragged me into that bar to dance. You don't get to be pissed off at me about it now." She drops down to her knees and licks her lips, still watching me. Still pissed. "If you want me so fucking much, take me."
"Fuck!" I yell, my head hitting the door hard when she wraps her lips around me and plunges down, taking me all the way to the back of her throat in one move.
She moans around me, sending vibrations up and down my dick. My hands clench into fists, every muscle in my body locked tight. I can't resist her, though. Not when every beat of my heart belongs to her.
"Goddammit, Mila." I plunge my hands into her hair, holding her tightly.
