His fingers skimmed the thin fabric of my bra, and I felt my nipples harden instantly. I briefly chastised myself for not taking a moment to shuffle through my laundry in hopes of finding a cuter bra, but as soon as I felt him slowly lowering the straps, I really couldn’t think anymore.

With one quick motion, he undid the clasp in the front, and that was it.

I was completely naked before him.

I should have felt embarrassed, scared.

But seeing the look of pure satisfaction sweep across his face gave me all the confidence I needed and more. I’d never felt more empowered, more womanly, or flat-out sexy before.

And it didn’t require expensive clothing or shoes because I’d had it all along.

He took his time, his tongue paying particular attention to my breasts, as, I cried out, “More! I need more!”

I was so close. I could feel it—the same delicious throbbing ache deep in my belly. My thighs squeezed together as his teeth gently closed down on the tip of my nipple, and then he sucked. Hard.

“Yes!” I yelled, my body flooding with endorphins, as my orgasm finally broke free.

After two mind-blowing orgasms, I was dripping with sweat. My body was so on edge that I swore you could hear it humming from the high-frequency vibrations I was putting out.

“You’re… and then… two times?” I tried to talk, tossing out random words, as I wiped off my brow.

I heard his deep laugh above me before the faint heat of his breath was next to my ear.

“And I’m hardly done yet.”

The bed shifted, and the heat from his body vanished.

“You’re going to want to see this,” he said in a cocky tone I was learning to decipher as his bedroom voice.

I liked his bedroom voice.

I like it a lot.

Sitting up on my shaky elbows, I watched as his hands went to the fly of his jeans, and a wolfish grin spread across his face.

“Remember what I said about shoe size?” he said.

I nodded, watching him unbutton his jeans.

They hit the floor, and my eyes went wide.

He wasn’t lying.

Nope, not lying by a long shot.

If making love was a gift… I was about to get the biggest, most fun gift ever.

My silent state of shock and awe was all the approval Roman needed as he slipped on a condom and crawled back onto the bed, stalking me like prey. I willingly played along, letting him hover over me like a hungry lion, as I took my time appreciating every lean line and powerful muscle. I’d always known he was built. It was something even he couldn’t hide beneath those expensive suits he wore.

But seeing it up close and incredibly personal?