Page 67 of Forbidden Romeo
With every slick glide of his tongue, and every hot breath against her skin, my mind drifts more and more, going blank. There's nothing but Holden now; nothing but Holden… forever.
Finally sinking between my legs, he thrusts two fingers deep inside of me, and my body responds by clenching around his knuckles. His eyes latching onto mine, watching me as I moan.
I want him.
I want him inside of me more than I want my next breath.
Glancing down, I can see how hard he is, straining against his pants. I reach down, pulling Holden up to me, our bodies colliding in a passionate kiss. The dizzying taste of my own arousal mixed with Holden makes my head spin, and I can feel the desire coursing through my veins.
I wrap my fingers around his cock, giving him a firm squeeze that forces a grunt from the back of his throat.
Pulling back from the kiss, we stay nose to nose, his amber eyes watching me with unnerving focus. Without breaking eye contact, I reach down and unzip his pants. They fall away silently to the floor as I slide my fingers into the elastic of his boxer briefs and slowly pull them down his legs. Heat pools between my thighs as his cock springs free, revealing how thick and veined and engorged he is; a testament to his desire for me.
I slide my fingers around the base of his shaft, giving him a firm squeeze. His hips jerk forward, and he groans out my name.
His eyes lock onto mine, darkened with lust and desire. He guides the swollen, glistening head toward me, positioning himself at my entrance. With agonizing slowness, he teases me with the tip before plunging inside. A moan escapes my lips and I’m unable to form a coherent word as he fills me inch by glorious inch.
I whimper, arching into him and the world melts away as our hips collide in a rhythm that sends ripples of pleasure through me. The rustling of fabric fills the air as he pulls his clothes off completely, tugging his shirt overhead; the barest whisper of sound mixes with our heavy breaths and moans.
Sweat sheens on our skin as Holden's hands grasp my hips roughly, guiding me into every thrust. His breath ghosts over my earlobe as he nibbles on my neck, sending shivers down my spine.
"Harder," I pant, craving more of this delicious friction. He obliges without hesitation, driving into me so hard that the back of my head slams against the mirror behind me in time with our urgent pace.
"Katherine," Holden groans against my neck, his warm mouth trailing kisses along my collarbone. "Fuck, you feel so good."
Every shudder that rocks through my body sends electricity coursing through him. Our bodies move together, slick with sweat and adrenaline, the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh filling the silence between us. My hips jerk forward, my nails digging into his shoulders in time with each thrust. His fingers dig deeper inside of me, filling the empty places left by his mouth while his tongue explores every inch of my skin that remains untouched by him. My toes curl as his hands leave bruises on my hips in their wake.
"Harder," I groan out, needing more than this delicate dance of pleasure. His thrusts increase in speed until they match the frantic pace we both crave.
His eyes remain locked on mine as he buries himself deeper into me, his face contorting into a mask of pure ecstasy. He leans forward to nip at my neck gently, leaving a trail of heat behind his teeth before taking one nipple into his mouth and sucking it roughly between sharp teeth, eliciting a sharp intake of breath from me.
I gasp out, arching into him. My legs shake violently as he continues to move within me, matching our hips together like we have been doing this all our lives. I lose myself in the sensation- the rough feel of his hands on my skin, the slick sound of skin against skin.
Tension within me mounts and I’m so close, the coil of pleasure constricting my body.
My voice cracks when I whisper, "Holden..." but no words follow because there's only the sound of our heavy breathing filling the room.
With a final cry, I come undone around him.
My body convulses wildly, squeezing him tightly within me as my orgasm crashes over me like a tidal wave of pleasure. A carnal scream tears through me as I come hard, my whole being consumed by the intensity of our connection.
His lips crash to mine as he thrusts hard inside me, coming with a final groan and pinning me against the cool surface of the mirror. His strong, toned body glistening with sweat as he kisses me passionately, hips still pulsing as he releases slick spurts inside of me.
Panting and sated, we stay like that for a moment, long after we’ve each finished. As we catch our breath, he slowly pulls out of me, leaving us both breathless and satisfied.
He leans in and kisses me softly, his lips tasting of salt and desire. "I love you," he murmurs against my skin, and I know in my heart that it is true. It probably always was true, but we were too young to understand the weight of these emotions.
Over the speakers in my dressing room, Maggie’s voice echoes. “Good evening cast and crew, happy opening night! This is your one hour call. One hour until mic check!”
He gently brushes a stray lock of hair from my face and looks into my eyes with a tender expression. “Come on, Rose. It’s showtime.”
CHAPTER 26
Holden
Five years ago…
Normally, the sound of someone angrily pounding on your door at midnight would cause alarm.