Chapter 46

Shantelle’s POV

Taking his fingers out, he settled once again over my body and gave me a long, thorough kiss. “Hang on to me,” he said.

He wanted me to feel comfortable; that was who Roman was, making me feel like this wasn’t just sex, like we were sharing something special. This was special to me, but I wasn’t about to tell him that. He ought to have known by now; that was why I kept coming back.

My nails dug into his biceps. Nervousness tangled with anticipation and then turned into something far more vulnerable as the head of his cock pressed against my opening. He pushed in just a bit, but it was enough to make the backs of my eyes sting.

“Oh God,” I called out.

I couldn’t help myself, and he wasn’t doing anything to close my mouth. He didn’t want me to close my mouth. I looked at him, and he was smiling at me. I loved his smile. I always wanted him to smile at me. He didn’t do that often in school, but when we were together, he did it often.