Page 73 of Loving Romeo


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And nothing had ever felt better as we continued to rock into one another.

I somehow knew in that moment that nothing would ever be the same.

I loved him in a way I never knew was possible.

He thought I was made for him, but he was made for me.

Because we fit in a way I never had with anyone else.

In a way that made me feel complete.

And loved.

And wanted.

I hoped we could stay right here forever.

nineteen

. . .

Romeo

Holy.

Shit.

I’d had some good sex in my life. Fantastic sex, even.

But this. This was next level. This connection.

This girl.

Her body. Her mouth. Her eyes. Her pussy. Her laugh. Her voice.

I loved it all.

I’d always assumed I wasn’t meant to love anyone outside of my family and my friends. I’d kept my circle small intentionally.

I didn’t trust easily.

I just didn’t know that I was capable of feeling this way about another person.

The women I’d dated in the past had said I was cold and closed off—and they’d been right.

Because I hadn’t been with the right fucking woman.

Until now.

I held her against my chest until our breathing slowed.

“Is it bad for you to have a lot of sex when you’re training so hard?”

I chuckled and kissed the top of her head before sliding out of her and moving to my feet to dispose of the condom in the bathroom.

“I probably shouldn’t have sex the night before the fight, but it’s not an issue doing it every day until then.” I stopped to stand in front of her, and my eyes raked over her gorgeous body. I wanted to memorize every lean muscle and curve.

She patted her bed for me to lie beside her, and she settled her head on my chest. “Good to know. I think we need to do that as often as possible. Like, I could make that my full-time job.” I could hear the humor in her voice, and I tipped her chin up to kiss her.

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