CHAPTER THREE: "I WANT THIS TO BE RIGHT WITH YOU"

WARNING +18.

The rain pounded the streets as Roman gripped Eva's hand, pulling her through the downpour toward the glowing lights of the upscale hotel. Water streamed down their faces, soaking their clothes to the skin.

 Eva's heart hammered in her chest, a mix of excitement and nerves twisting inside her. This was her first time, did she really want this? With Roman? The thought made her cheeks burn even as the cold rain chilled her.

They burst through the lobby doors, dripping water everywhere. The staff nodded and bowed slightly to Roman, but Eva didn't notice, too focused on the warmth of his hand in hers and the way her wet shirt clung to her body. He led her straight to the elevator, his arm around her waist, shielding her from the curious glances.

Up in the suite, the door clicked shut behind them, shutting out the storm. The room was warm, lit softly by lamps, with a king-sized bed dominating the space. Roman grabbed a thick towel from the bathroom and turned to her. 'Come here,' he said, his voice low and steady.

Eva stood still as he gently pressed the towel to her hair, rubbing it dry in slow circles. Strands of her wet hair stuck to her neck, but his touch was careful, almost tender. She looked up at him, her golden amber eyes catching the light, pulling him in like a magnet. They were wide, searching his face, full of trust and a hint of fear.

Without thinking, Eva leaned up and kissed him. Her lips met his softly at first, testing, making sure this was real. Roman froze, the towel pausing in his hands. She pulled back slightly, her breath quick. 'What’s wrong?' she whispered, her voice shaky.

He set the towel aside, his dark eyes locking onto hers. 'I thought you wanted to give me more than a moment,” She whispered, only when did she look in his eyes, did she understand he meant something else. 

Her face instantly became hot, as she pulled away, turning to hide from him. But his hand held her, pulling her close to his chest. He let the other hand cup her cheek. “I want this to be right for you.”

Eva nodded, and Roman kissed her then, hard, full of fire. His mouth took hers, tongue pushing in to taste her sweetness. His hands slid down her back, pressing her wet gown against his chest. She made a soft sound in her throat, fingers grabbing his shirt.

They moved to the bed, clumsy with want. Roman tugged at the straps of her black gown, pulling it down her shoulders. The fabric peeled away from her skin, heavy with rain, revealing her full breasts, nipples stiff in the warm air. He bent his head and took one in his mouth, sucking firm, tongue swirling over the peak. Eva gasped, her hands in his hair.

She yanked at his shirt, helping him pull it off, exposing his hard chest and arms. The gown slipped lower, pooling at her feet, leaving her bare except for soaked panties. Roman hooked his fingers in them and dragged them down her legs, his gaze locked on her body, smooth skin, the soft curve of her hips, her pussy pink and pretty.

He removed his pants fast, his cock hard and thick, standing ready. Eva lay back on the bed, her amber eyes watching him, wide and hungry, wanting more. 

Roman moved over her, kissing her neck, then her breasts again, sucking until she arched under him. His hand went between her thighs, fingers finding her clit, rubbing in slow circles. She was slick already, wet from the rain and her own heat, hips moving to meet his touch.

'Roman,' she whispered, body shaking.

He didn't hear the nerves in her voice, too caught in her eyes, the way they pulled him closer. He lined up his cock at her entrance, the head pressing against her folds. With one slow push, he slid in, her tight walls gripping him like a vice. A sharp sting hit Eva as he broke through, a bit of blood mixing with her wetness, but Roman was lost in the feel of her, the heat filling his head with desires. He groaned, eyes on her face, watching her lips part.

She bit her lip, pain fading into a deep stretch. Roman started to move, thrusts steady and building. He lifted her legs, hooking them over his shoulders, folding her open. It let him go deeper, his cock hitting every inch inside her. The bed shook with his rhythm, skin slapping wet and loud.

'God, you feel good,' he growled, hips driving harder, sweat mixing with the last drops of rain on his skin. Eva's nails scratched his back, her pussy clenching tight around him, pulling him in. The intensity grew, raw and fierce, her body learning his with each pound.

He thrust deep, relentless, balls smacking her ass. Her golden eyes stayed on his, filled with fire now, no trace of doubt. Pleasure built fast in her core, hot and tight, until it broke. Eva cried out, her walls pulsing around his cock, soaking him with her release.

Roman pushed in one last time, burying deep as he came, hot spurts filling her up. He held her there, legs still on his shoulders, both breathing heavy, bodies locked together as the rain fell heavily on the window outside.

He collapse on the bed after the third round, both trying to catch her breath. She was tired and he was surprise she last this long. He let her rest on her shoulder, being the first woman to ever go that close to him. 

He waited till she fell asleep just to kiss her forehead. Then closing in eyes. 

Eva had woken up before him the next day, her eys panic understanding the situation. She wanted to scream, curse both she only knew it would wake him up. Her plan was to dress, as sh hurriedly find her clothes.