Free In Too Deep (Grayton Series Book 4) by Jill Sanders Page A

smile when they slid down her legs easily. She looked up at him with big eyes as she bit her bottom lip.
    “Roman…”
    “Shhh.” He covered her mouth with a finger. “It’s okay, just let me enjoy.” His eyes moved over her slowly, causing her to squirm under his intense stare. Her hands had dropped to her sides as he sat on his knees between her exposed legs. The tiny strip of yellow cotton covering her sex was no match when he used a finger to tear it aside.
    He watched as her fingers dug into the sofa as her shoulders bounded off the cushion. He wanted to hear her scream his name but knew that was for next time, when they were alone.
    His eyes burned her as he looked at her perfect body. Only her thin bra stood in the way of seeing all of her. In a few well-practiced moves, he had that barrier removed.
    A goddess lay before him. Her shorter blonde hair pillowed around her face. Her lips were dark pink from his mouth as her eyes looked up at him with pure lust.
    He wanted to take her. Hard. Fast. Forever. Instead, he ran a fingertip down her body slowly. Touching every part of her until her eyes closed as he slipped first one, then another finger into her heat. She was wet. Waiting for him. Welcoming him.
    He felt his cock jump with want but held himself back. This wasn’t about him tonight. This was about her. About showing her everything she’d missed. About showing her how long she’d kept everything from him. He was going to enjoy torturing her. Keeping her from her goal. Even now, her hips moved against his, wanting, begging.
    He watched until her cheeks heated then pulled away. Then he ran his mouth from her chest bone to her pelvis, stopping at the dip between her thighs to lap and enjoy her taste. He skimmed his mouth over her soft skin as her fingers dug into his hair, pulling, holding him as she silently told him what she wanted.
    Once again, he allowed her to build but not fall as he pulled away. Her eyes burned into his and a small crease formed between her eyebrows.
    “Roman,” she moaned, “I want…”
    “I know what you want.” His voice was low, almost like a growl. He shook his head, not trusting himself. The fact was, he wanted it too. He wanted to see her explode from his touch. Wanted to see her eyes go soft, her body tense as she came for him.
    Spreading her legs wider, he ran a finger over her soft skin again and heard her sigh. Damn, she was making this almost impossible.
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    Each time Roman built her up, he moved away, causing her to become so sexually frustrated, she almost couldn’t contain herself. If he didn’t give her a release soon, she might just have to take what she needed herself.
    Reaching up, she tugged on his shirt, until finally he leaned back and pulled it over his head, tossing it to the ground. When she sat up and ran her hands over his chest, his eyes closed with pleasure.
    They had been children the last time they’d come together. So naive as they had created life. This time, she planned on taking her time exploring him, but he’d built her up too fast. All she could think about now was her own release.
    When she moved to run her mouth over his chest, she heard his breath hitch and she smiled. She’d wondered if he was as moved as she was. Now she knew. As her mouth ran over his flat nipples, her fingers moved lower to the top of his shorts.
    As she cupped him through his shorts and felt the hardness of him, she knew he was definitely as moved as she was. Maybe even more.
    When she moved to slip her hand under his shorts, he pulled back and frowned down at her.
    “Missy,” he said, shaking his head. Then his eyes darted to the hallway and she knew instantly what he was afraid of.
    “Roman, we can go to my room,” she heard herself say boldly. She wanted too much to think through it at this point.
    He closed his eyes and shook his head. “Not unless you have protection.” It was almost a growl.
    She thought about it and frowned. She hadn’t been with