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AARON
“Wait, wait.” I fisted a hand in Romi’s hair, then tilted her head back so she had to look at me. “Wait.”
“Why?” Slowly, deliberately, she bit her lip in what had to be a practised move. “We’ve waited a decade already.”
I had no answer for that. In fact, I had no coherent thoughts at all. Romi got my pants undone, and then she was on her knees, and I lost the ability to speak entirely when she took me into her mouth. Hell, if the wall hadn’t been there, my knees would have given way. The woman was a goddess. A siren. A beauty who lured men to their doom. Even now, the image of her sucking me off was burned into my brain like a brand. Close my eyes and I was transported right back there, forever doomed to teeter on the edge of hell.
But she didn’t finish. No, she waited until I
