“So, how is Alex fairing in his new role at the Petrova's?” I snickered, knowing well enough that Alex was probably hating it.
Roman chuckled and leaned back in his chair to look over his desk at me. “How do you think he’s fairing? He claims to be babysitting a child.”
I rounded the desk and pushed Roman’s chair back, taking a seat on his lap before I wrapped my arms around his neck. His arms protectively wrapped around my hips as he grinned up at me.
“Well, I’m sure they’re all grateful that he’s there. Have you heard anything from Alessandro or…?” I didn’t want to say my father’s name out loud just yet. He almost ruined my wedding but thanks to Roman, he kept me distracted long enough for my father to make his exit. I haven’t seen or heard from him since that day.
Roman leaned forward and kissed the top of my shoulder. “No, Malishka, I haven’t heard a thing. My men claim that he’s back at his hiding place with your father but something tells me that isn’t the case. I still want to know why your father is here and what he plans to do.”
I nodded, wanting to know the exact same thing. He just shows up out of fucking nowhere and doesn’t explain himself. I mean, the prick showed up at our wedding and I don’t even get an apology from him for all the bad shit he’s done to me in my life, but at the same time, I didn’t give two shits either. I didn’t want or need an apology from that man. As far as I’m concerned, that bastard is still dead to me.
“You and me both.” I leaned down and nuzzled my face in his neck, smelling his familiar manly scent.
It’s been one whole week since our wedding and I was still on cloud nine knowing that I was Roman’s wife and he was my husband. It hadn’t sunk in yet but I knew it would. Remy was off at some science camp for a whole month, so it felt weird being in the mansion all alone.
Sure, I had all the hired help around but it wasn’t the same. They all looked at me like their employer and nothing more. And since Roman has taken charge, he’s always so busy and I hardly saw him before we crawled into bed at night.
But right now, I had him all to myself.
I slid my hands up the bottom of his shirt, caressing my fingers over his abs as he tensed beneath me. I grinned into his neck, knowing exactly what I was doing to him.
"Malishka," he warned, “don’t start something we can’t finish.”
“Oh, we can finish all right.” I reached between us with one hand and hiked my dress up, showing him that we could totally have a quickie.
He growled out and gripped my hips, holding me tightly to him. Yeah, he wanted this as much as I did. He was normally too exhausted at night to give me what I wanted but right now, I was taking it. We were supposed to be on our honeymoon right now but Roman had things to take care of before we could.
There was also the looming threat from the Zane’s over our heads and Roman wasn’t taking any chances when it came to me or Remy. He promised me the best damn honeymoon when this was all over. And I believed him.
My hand went to his pants and tugged the button and zipper free before I slid in and wrapped my hand around his cock. He inhaled a sharp breath before he let out a moan, throwing his head back.
“Mmm,” I moaned against his neck, “someone wants to come out and play.”
I leaned back and stared into his eyes. There was so much love in them for me and it only made me more excited.
“He definitely wants to play,” Roman groaned, digging his fingers deeper into my flesh. Then his eyes widened with excitement. “You aren’t wearing any panties.” It wasn’t a question.
I let out a small giggle and shook my head. “I was hoping for this.”
Tugging at his pants and briefs, he lifted his hips to allow me to pull them down to mid-thigh before I slid across his erection. We both inhaled a sharp breath at the contact, relishing in how good it felt. My hormones were all over the place from this pregnancy, and I swear, just the lightest touch made me extremely aroused.
He held my hips tighter, gliding me back and forth along the backside of his cock as I threw my own head back and moaned. I gripped the back of the chair and tried to hold on. He wasn’t even inside of me yet and I was already about to explode.
“Tell me what you want, Malishka,” he rasped.
“You. I want you,” I replied without hesitation. “I want you to fuck me, Roman.”
He cursed beneath his breath and then lifted my hips before he reached between us and grabbed his dick. Centering me over him, I felt the pressure of his head against my opening and literally moaned from it. Then he pulled me down onto him, sinking his huge cock into my throbbing pussy.
I cried out from the intense pleasure it was bringing me and ended up squeezing around him.
“Malishka,” he warned and I knew it was driving him mad, but I just couldn’t help myself; he felt so fucking good.
I began to move up and down on him and every cell in my body was on fire. It had been far too long since we’d been this intimate with each other. Even though it had only been a few days, it felt like forever.
He grabbed my ass cheeks, spread them, and then began lifting and dropping me with control. His fingers dug into my skin and every time I sank all the way down on him, he let out a groan. I loved it when he was verbal during sex. It was a huge turn on for me.
Needing more of him, I pulled the straps of my dress down and exposed my breasts to him. His eyes burned with desire before he leaned forward and took one of my nipples into his mouth, making me cry out.
His tongue expertly flicked over my tight bud as he continued to lift and drop me on his cock. I was incredibly close and knew my body would betray me any second now.
“Roman!” I screamed, feeling my walls tighten around him even more now.
“Fuuuuck,” he drew out in a moan as I felt him fuck me harder and faster.
And that was all it took to send my world spinning. My orgasm tore through me like a fucking freight train as I squeezed my eyes shut before they rolled into the back of my head. My pussy walls throbbed around his cock as I rode him until full completion.
His mouth found my other nipple and teased that, sending another shock wave through me. Then his hands were gripping my ass so tightly that I knew there’d be small bruises there tomorrow.
“I can’t hold on any longer, Malishka!”
“Yes! Cum for me, baby. Claim what’s yours!”
He groaned against my chest and that’s when I felt his cock swell and then pump his semen into me. The sensation was enough to allow my body to have another small orgasm right after the exploding one I just had. It was perfect.
Our heavy breathing filled the room as our thrusting came to a halt. Still inside of me, Roman wrapped his arms around me and held me tight to his chest.
“I fucking love you so much, Julia.”
I kissed the top of his head and enjoyed the moment we were sharing. It was rare that I got much alone time with Roman lately so I was going to milk this out for as long as I could.
“Want to go again? This time I want you to bend me over your desk and let you take me from behind. I want you to show me who I belong to.”
He leaned back and stared up at me in surprise and shock and I did the same thing. I have no idea where that came from but I’m going to assume it’s my hormones.
“Jesus, Malishka. That is so fucking hot.” He slapped my ass and lifted me from his cock. “You’re not going to be able to walk when I’m finished with you.” He grabbed my throat and chin the way I loved and forced me to look down at him. “You’ll never forget who you belong to.”
Then he pulled me forward and kissed me so deeply that I saw stars behind my closed lids. He nibbled on my bottom lip and then released my lips, groaning in his chest.
“You can take all of me, Roman,” I whispered out, staring deeply into his eyes. I wanted him to know how much I loved him and how much I truly belonged to him. He was my forever and ever.
But then the door whipped open and one of Roman’s security men stormed in. I hid my chest against Roman’s as he pulled my dress down in the back.
“What the fuck?! Did you forget how to knock?!” Roman roared out. “Get the fuck out!”
The guy turned his eyes from us but didn’t get out.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Ivanov, but we have a problem that needs immediate attention.”
“Fuck,” Roman growled into my chest. “Give my wife a moment to compose herself and I’ll be right out.”
He nodded, turned on his heel, and stormed back out before closing the door behind him.
“I’m so sorry, Malishka, I’ll make it up to you tonight.” He kissed the top of my shoulder and then helped me from his lap.
I pulled my dress back on and let out a small laugh.
“It’s okay, Roman. I know that you’re a busy man.” I stalked up to him and slid my hand over his chest. “I’m going to go take a bath. When you’re finished, come find me.”
I turned and left before I could see the surprised look on his face. I knew that would be enough to get his attention and hurry with whatever he had to take care of. And then I needed him to take care of me.
A/N: Hiiiii!! I'm sure you're THRILLED to see the very first chapter of Roman and Julia's 3rd story. I'm excited to finally let you all get the first taste.
I hope you enjoy the ride as much as you did for the first two books. As always, let me hear your thoughts and let me know how you're enjoying (or not enjoying) the story.