Roman looked outside his window and when he looked back at her, she felt like the moment had passed.
To show her he what? He was sorry? He loved her?
That last one had her mentally laughing at herself as she went back to their conversation. She had to stop doing this to herself.
So he thought they could stop having sex while in the same house? And then what would they do? Play card games?
“I don’t know how I feel about us sleeping together again, but I know we’ll keep doing it,” she admitted. “You’ve been good to me and I’m very grateful for what you’ve done for my parents but I guess… I guess seeing your family and hearing what they think of me just hammered in the fact that we’re from different worlds and what we have is just sex.”
“Esther isn’t my family. And it’s not just about sex.”
“It is, Roman,” she sighed. “You’ve always been right about that. I mean, even when Esther was saying all those things, I kept thinking about what we had done outside. And that led me to think about last night. I mean, I’m horny all the time. If I could stay in bed all day with you, I would. I’m not even thinking of any of the crap that’s going on.”
She didn’t know where she had got the guts to say that out loud but she was glad it was out, just as she had been glad she had shown him how angry she still was with him for what had happened when she still had her contract. Maybe this talk would be a good thing. They needed to get it all out in the open so that when they parted ways there would be nothing left unsaid.
And maybe she could then concentrate on her mounting problems. She still hadn’t called her parents because her mother would tell her to come home again. But she didn’t want to leave because she knew she would never have this time with Roman again. This was the final hurrah.
“Just because we have amazing sex it doesn’t mean that’s all we’ve got,” Roman said.
“You’re thinking of sex right now,” she pointed out, nodding at the front of his trousers.
He didn’t try to hide his erection and his eyes were already wandering her body. It felt like he was touching her. Her thighs clenched together and toes curled.
“I told you I’m horny all the time and you’re imagining how wet I am,” she whispered.
Roman didn’t deny it. When it came to sex, she could read him like an open book.
She wasn’t a nymphomaniac. She wasn’t addicted to sex, she was addicted to sex with Roman. She realised it was so good because she was in love with him, but it didn’t work that way for other people. Certainly not men who didn’t believe in love in the first place.
She had felt ashamed of her body’s response to him after she’d had left him, but before he had broken her heart that weekend, she had loved that he could do that to her. And now that she was back in his bed, she felt the same.
Seeing the way Esther had looked at him had made her furious. More than that, it had made her want to claw the other woman’s eyes out.
But it wasn’t Esther in the car with Roman right now. It wasn’t Vivian. It was just plain old Evelyn from Birmingham, a common girl. A former waitress.
And she could make Roman burn for her the way she burned for him.
That was all they had.
She undid the belt of her coat.
“What are you doing?”
She slipped the coat off her shoulders and smiled at him.
“You said all I have to do is ask and you’ll give me what I need,” she reminded him as she lifted the hem of her dress.
Roman’s eyes fell to her bare thighs and watched as she started to pull her knickers down.
“We were just talking about this,” Roman reminded her. “Maybe when we get home and talk_”
“Are you going to say no, Roman?”
Roman’s gaze lowered to her lips. His eyes had already darkened with his desire for her. She could bet her meagre belongings that Esther could never do that to him.
When he didn’t respond, she reached across his lap and undid his belt and his zip. Roman watched her every move as she released him.
“We’ve never fucked in a car,” she said, and his dick twitched in response.
Without another thought, she moved his seat back and then straddled him. In broad daylight, in a country lane where anyone could drive past anytime, she put her arms around Roman and rode his cock. She claimed him, even though it was in private and Esther or Vivian would never see that. Roman’s fingers gripped her ass so hard she knew he would leave his mark, but she didn’t care as she felt that rush through her whole body. Roman’s movements were jerky and desperate, and when she finally started to fall, he came right along with her.
His breathing was as harsh as hers when she slumped against him to catch her breath.
“You’re right. I love to fuck you. I love how you taste. I love the sounds you make. I love how you respond to me,” Roman said, still breathless. “But this isn’t just about sex.”
She chuckled and lifted her head from him.
“We’ve had sex in a garden and then your car in the middle of nowhere because we couldn’t wait to get home. It is about sex, Roman. But that’s okay. Other people don’t have what we have,” she said.
She started to get off his lap when Roman tightened his arms around her.
“I don’t just love that about you,” he continued. “I also love how your smile lights up the room. I love how much you put other people first. With all this shit happening, you haven’t once thought about yourself, you’re just thinking about your parents.”
Roman was throwing that word around a lot. Love. It made her heart race and her imagination run wild.
“I love that you refused to let me take care of you or to spend my money because you can take care of yourself. I love that when I’m with you, I don’t have to guess how you feel, because you wear it on your sleeve.”
Did she? Now that was something she didn’t want to hear.
She made to get off him again but he stopped her again.
“I told you I want everything, Evelyn,” Roman said. “So I’m going to take you home, we’ll clean ourselves up, I’ll make you something to eat and then we’re going to a long-overdue talk.”
And only then did he release her.
As she settled back in her seat, she felt her worry about that return. What would being with Roman cost her this time?