CHAPTER 18

Each touch sent Romaine closer to falling apart in his arms. His fingers thrust hard up into her, a preview of what was to come. Just the thought of having him, all of him, sent her tumbling over the edge into oblivion.

A cry tore from her throat, but he covered her mouth hurriedly with his. She cried out and her hips bucked as the climax took her hard, spreading through her limbs, stronger than any she’d had previously, and before she finished, Kingston picked her up in his arms and stalked towards the bedroom.

Her chest heaving, Romaine slid down the front of his body, being sure to press herself against every inch of him, and smirked when he growled. His eyes darkened until her hands fumbled for his shirt.

“Wait, baby…” Kingston whispered roughly, stopping her.

“I want to see all of you, King… So, you’re not going to hide from me,” Romaine told him fiercely. “Not now, not after you forced the real me out.”

Kingston frowned, but his face soften