Wild Nights With My Brother’s Ex-Best Friend novel Chapter 20

NICOLE

Roman pounds into me, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room. His fingers are digging into my hips and occasionally, he’ll give my ass cheek a hard slap.

I’m on my knees on his bed, hands bound behind me with his silk tie, completely helpless. My head’s on the pillow and my lips are parted. My moans are so loud they’re echoing, but up here, nobody can hear me.

I can scream as much as I want-that’s what Roman told me anyway.

A guttural sound leaves his lips, and it sends a shock of pleasure down my spine. I clench around him and he chuckles darkly. “You like pleasing me, don’t you, Nikki?” Slap. “You’re a perfect little whore. All for me. This ass. This pussy. Fuck, I love your tight little pussy.”

He slaps my ass again. My teeth sink into my bottom lip to stop me from crying out. It’s so painfully delicious. My flesh is always sensitive and he keeps hitting the same spot until the pleasure and the pain merge and make my head spin.

Roman pulls out of me slowly, hissing. He leaves only the fleshy tip of his cock inside of me, and I grip it with my walls, keeping him from pulling out completely.

“Oh, yeah,” he groans before thrusting into me again. Slowly. So painfully slowly that I move my hips to get more of him in me.

“Tell me what you want from me,” he pants, the pace of his fucking getting slower and slower. “I want to hear you beg for it.”

“Just fuck me,” I plead. He keeps hitting that sweet spot inside of me, and at times I feel like I’m close to climaxing, but then I miss it. He needs to go faster. Harder. “Roman, please.”

“I am fucking you,” he retorts, sounding amused. “You need to be specific.”

He’s toying with me-he loves doing that.

“Give it to me harder,” I say desperately, trying to move my hips. He stops me by digging his fingers into my hips painfully. “I need you to go faster. Faster, Roman,”

“Hm,” he says before pulling out of me with a popping, wet sound. “That’s not good enough for me.”

I can’t believe he’s doing this to me. “Roman!”

“You need to learn to do it better,” he says before spreading my ass cheeks apart. I feel his breath right on my crack, and before I know it, he’s tonguing my asshole.

A strange sensation washes over me. I’m blinded by lust and desire. Shame and euphoria. It’s all too much. He prods his tongue in slowly. I want to ask him to stop, but at the same time, it feels so erotic. So undeniably arousing.

“I don’t hear you,” he murmurs against my flesh.

I lose my patience. My frustration’s at an all-time high. “Just fuck me with everything you’ve got! Fuck the life out of me! I want you to pound into me! I need your cock now!”

Roman chuckles and I swear I almost cry. “That’s more like it.”

He’s back inside of me, and he quickens his pace and fills me completely, giving me exactly what I need. I moan his name helplessly, my body preparing for the wave of pleasure that’ll wash over me and tear me apart. “Roman. God, yes. Just like that. Just like…oh!”

I come hard, screaming his name. My walls clench around him, milking his cock. His band closes around the back of my neck as he quickens his pace, grunting. The sensitivity is almost too much for me to bear, and then I come again. Hard.

He pulls out at the very last second and spills his seed onto my back. For a moment, the world around me blurs and stills.

It can’t get more perfect than this.

Roman gets off the bed and picks up his expensive shirt off the ground. He wipes my back clean, frees me, then wraps his arm around my waist, pulling me closer to him on his bed. We’re both completely naked, and his skin is just as sticky as mine.

I don’t mind it, though. I couldn’t possibly be happier than I am now.

“This pussy will drive me nuts,” he whispers in my ear before nibbling the earlobe. “You’re something else, Nikki. I want you all the time, but I’m too spent to have you again.”

“You? Spent? That’s unlikely.”

“My dick’s all limp,” he jokes. “These days, you’re the only one who gets me hard.”

I feel a stab of jealousy that threatens to spoil my mood. Roman raises his head to look at me. “I mean that in the best way possible. I haven’t tried to be with anyone else. I just don’t see the point.”

Dammit. I hate how well he knows me.

“Of course.”

“Marriage is taking it a step too far.”

“Then stay with me here. I need to wake up and see your face first thing in the morning. I need that, Nikki.”

My heart is pounding against my chest at this point. Is he really being serious? He’s proposing marriage? “Okay, say I’m stupid enough to believe you need me here every day…what then? Roman, you have to admit that this is crazy. We’ve only just started seeing each other.”

He shrugs. “I don’t care how crazy it sounds. Why should our relationship be dictated by time? Why do we need to follow all these fucking trends that make no sense? Move in with me. You need a place to stay, don’t you? With Mason, it’s all about following rules? The only rule you’ll need to follow under my roof is to make sure you scream my name loudly when I’m inside you.”

“It’s not necessarily like that, Roman,” I explain. I don’t like that he’s villainizing my brother. Mason’s not a bad guy. He does everything in his power to protect me. “Look, you’re making things worse, alright? Can we not talk about any of this? Please? Do I really have to move in? Can’t you give it more time?”

He frowns and caresses my cheek. His fingers smell like me. “Of course, I can. I’m not trying to rush you-1 just want you to know that I’m serious about this. I don’t see why we have to wait.”

I do. Because every day, I wake up hoping that Mason will let go of his grudge and fix this. I hope that I won’t have to be with Roman and betray him at the same time.

I’m hoping for a change, for crying out loud.

“Look, whatever you decide is fine by me, alright? It doesn’t matter. Know why?”

“Why?”

“Because you’re mine regardless,” he states before pressing his lips to mine. “Like you were always meant to be.”

My heart melts.