INDY
The room was filled with the mix of our scents. It enveloped me, stealing the strength from my limbs, leaving me pliable and weak.
Rome’s eyes raked over my body. “Loose enough for me,” he rumbled. “In fact, you didn’t need all that prepping because you’ve done this before.”
My eyes flew to his. Did he still believe in that narrative? He couldn’t even get his fingers inside me without struggling a while ago!
Yet, despite the harshness of his words, his movements were somehow… tender. His large hands moved with gentleness. He spread my legs wider, his thumbs tracing the sensitive skin of my inner thighs, sending shivers through me that were both pleasure and apprehension. He leaned in, his breath warm against my ear, and whispered, “Tell me if it hurts.”
I frowned, watching him,
