Chapter 49: Don't Stop
His other hand slid over my body, splaying over my stomach before moving higher—possessive, greedy. His palm cupped my breast, thumb circling my n*****s through my dress until my breath hitched hard.
I shoved weakly at his chest. “Please, Roman. Please take me—”
“I will,” he cut in, his grip tightening around my breast until my knees went soft. “And I won’t stop until you can’t stand without me holding you up.”
He kissed me again, slower this time, deep and deliberate, like he was savoring every second he’d been forced to wait.
He pressed me deeper against the wall, hands impatiently tugging my dress up until it rested above my waist. Leaving me bare for him to see.
Without breaking contact, his free hand slid down, fingers landing over the heat between my leg
