Wild Nights With My Brother’s Ex-Best Friend novel Chapter 175

NICOLE

I hear Roman come in at around eight o’clock in the evening.

I’m in bed, acting like I’m asleep because it’s easier this way. I could’ve chosen to sleep in another room, but I didn’t want to make things seem worse than they actually were.

Or maybe I’m crazy and things are genuinely really bad. I don’t know.

I guess I’ll find out soon because I hear his footsteps approaching, and the closer he gets, the faster my heart beats and my breaths get shallower.

The door opens with no sound at all. I tense up. I don’t know if I want him to wake me or just go to another room to sleep. Deep down, I’m so torn. I want him, but I’m so mad at him.

Will I ever stop feeling this confused? This angry?

Roman steps closer to the bed, and I hear him move around it. My eyes are closed, but I can sense him moving.

Finally, the bed dips, and I smell beer right away. He’s been drinking?

He throws an arm around me and assaults my face with kisses. “Don’t act like you’re asleep, baby. We need to talk.”I guess there’s no point in keeping my eyes closed. I open them and find him staring right at me. He doesn’t look or sound drunk, so there’s that.

“I’m sorry,” he says softly. “I know I’ve said this word about a hundred times just today, but I’ll keep saying it until you believe me.”

“You yelled at me.”

“I didn’t mean to.”

“But you did.”

“Yeah.”

I can see how easy it would be for me to continue our argument. Gosh, I’m so angry just remembering the things he said to me. “You called me dumb, too.”

“I’m the one who’s dumb. You know why? Because I’ve got the most beautiful, sexiest woman in the world right in my arms and i’m always afraid of losing her. It’s like a disease. It infects my mind and poisons my blood, baby.

I’m a sick man.”

“I didn’t know I was so toxic.”

“No, you’re not the problem. Can’t you see that? I am.” He raises his hand and slides his thumb along my bottom lip.

“I know that being jealous offends you. I don’t think you’re cheating on me with the guy. I just can’t stand the thought of you around him.””I did it for you,” I remind him.

“Yeah. I know. I’m a fool.” He then stops, and his eyes darken. “But one day, baby, I’ll kill him and it’ll be all your fault.”

scold him. “Don’t say things like that!”

“I mean it,” he says before throwing himself on top of me until I feel like his weight will crush my rib cage. “What will it take to get his name out of your mouth, hm?”

Before I can answer him, Roman kisses me, drowning any possible word I could utter in a wave of heat and passion.

His kiss is so intense that it makes my head spin.

I kiss him right back, digging my nails into his back. I want to hurt him, too. I realize that. I’m so mad at him. So mad.

But I’m mad about him, too. And there’s nothing I can do to stop that.

I nearly choke on his tongue because of how deep it is in my mouth. Need pools in the space between my legs, but I can’t move my hips to create some friction because my legs are trapped under his.

Roman breaks the kiss. I’m breathing heavily. He searches my eyes and says,

“Will that do it, or is he still in there?”

I desperately want to tell him that it’s still there. Hell, we could play this game all night. But I think we’ve had enough trouble for today, so I decide to keep my mouth shut and this pleases him.”That’s what I thought.”

Roman quickly flips me over so I’m lying on my stomach on the bed. I’m wearing a plum-colored silk nightgown that I absolutely love, and Roman pulls the hem up to expose my ass.

“Roman,” I moan.

“Say my name again,” he says hoarsely before smacking my ass again. “Say it until you grow fucking sick of it.”

I feel him slipping one of his fingers inside of me, and I buck against him.”Still,” he warns.

He pumps it in and out of me while teasing my ass. I grip the bedding so tight my knuckles get white. It’s almost impossible to stay completely still. His command is akin to torture.

When he adds a second finger, that’s when I lose it. He stretches me mercilessly, curling his fingers inside of me and pumping them in and out so fast that it almost hurts.

I cry out, chanting his name like a prayer. He slides his fingers so deeply.

“Oh God, Roman. Yes. Just like that.”

He starts moving faster. Deeper. I’m out of breath and my throat is hoarse. I fight not to move my hips back, and he fucks me mercilessly with his fingers. I close my eyes as warmth zips down my spine. When my orgasm hits me, I’m not ready at all.

I cry out, my hody shaking. Roman keeps his fingers inside of me, grunting at the feel of me tightening around them.

He’s like a man possessed tonight, and I’m loving it a little too much.

I lie back on the bed, spent, but his hands are on my hips again, forcing me to stay in position. “I’m not done with you yet, Nikki.

He slaps the head of his cock on my sensitive flesh and I whimper. I look back at him and he closes his hand around the nape of my neck before pushing my head back down.”Still, baby. How many times do I have to tell you that?

Hm?”

He teases my entrance with his tip, and then, with no warning at all, he’s buried deep inside of me and I’m still squirming in the aftershocks of my orgasm. It’s too much too soon.

He fucks me like an animal, and oh God, do I love every minute of it.