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touching you, the way you shiver when the rough side of my thumb slides down the center of your stomach.”

She did, her soft gasps coming out shaky and high. Then, he took a long drag off his cigarette, making the end burn with a bright, orange glow. His cock was thick and hard in his pants, and he did nothing to hide the visible line of his erection already bulging.

Karine’s hand dipped beneath the lace waist of the thong, her pleased whine letting him know she was wet and already tender to the touch. She rubbed her clit, and then slipped a finger into herself the way Roman would have done.

But he was sure it wasn’t enough.

Not quite like his touch.

Her tits shuddered as desire coursed through her body, the delicate line of her shoulders falling forward with her breathy moan. When she thrust another finger into herself, she stepped backwards, pressing against the glass.

From Roman’s position, it appeared like she was flying. Soaring over sin city. And that was all his patience could take.

It took him less than a minute to shed his own clothes. She still hadn’t managed to get herself off in that time.

A fucking shame.

He flicked the burning cigarette into a crystal ashtray next to the leather bucket chair, and went to her. With some force, he pulled her hand out of her thong, intent on doing the job himself, now. His hands were all over her, cupping her tits, and flicking her nipples with his thumbs until she trembled. His tongue left a wet, hot trail down the center of her torso. Her skin tasted of salt, and his pants of breath had gooseflesh blooming along her stomach.

He would have loved to do this forever.

Feel her.

Taste her.

Have her.

Once more, he was reminded just how fleeting these moments truly were for them—who knew when they’d be able to enjoy time alone like this again. As fast as the anger came and went, he’d still felt it.

It had still been there.

And it wasn’t fair.

Roman wanted this with Karine as much as he wanted it for her, too—for her to always be happy like this. Carefree and dreamy when he touched her. He wanted it to last forever.

But it wouldn’t.

That’s why it also hurt.

He slipped her thong down her thighs. It swished to her ankles as he pressed himself into her until her backside stuck firmly to the glass under his weight.

Could people see them from below? If so, then he hoped they found themselves envious of Karine. Of how beautiful she was on display when she was being loved properly, and fucked well.

He took her face in both his hands, searching her ocean eyes darkened with bliss. She still had that lingering smile—it was like he almost couldn’t remember the Karine he’d first met. Perpetually afraid, always tired.

He vowed in that second to do everything he needed so that he would spend the rest of his life with this Karine.

His Karine.

When he lifted her up against the windows, Karine wrapped her legs around his hips. She was featherlight in his arms, and already shifting her hips to get even a brush of his cock along her slit. As she did finally sink down on his length, he was lost to the slick, silken heat encompassing his dick when he plowed in.

Her arms rested on his shoulders while her fingers toyed with the back of his neck, weaving in and out of his hair. He swallowed her soft moans with kisses, settling his cock deeper into her with every thrust until she was shuddering with each one.

Neither seemed to notice the thudding sounds they made—Roman drove himself into Karine, making her body rock against the glass window with a rhythmic beat. One of the only beats he knew how to keep, honestly.

He could see the sprawling Vegas city over her shoulder when his lavished attention at the spot on her neck that she loved for him to kiss, and for a moment, they were on top of the world.

What was he thinking about before he started fucking her? He couldn’t even remember, his mind was already too hazy from the whimpering sounds his wife made in his ear as he brought her closer to her sweet release. It was a glorious place to be.

“Roman ...”

Her whisper of his name fell like a prayer between them. She watched him through lust-hooded eyes with pouty lips swollen from his kiss.

“Tell me anything,” he murmured.

He didn’t stop, never once breaking his pace while her breaths came out fast, and ragged. She struggled to form the words, but when she did, he hadn’t been ready for them.

“Promise me you’ll never leave me.”

Because everybody did, he knew.

In one way or another, everybody left her.

Roman couldn’t look away from her, but if he said those exact words, they would be a lie. Life wasn’t that simple, and certainly not the one he chose to live. He still wasn’t going to lie to Karine—or make promises he couldn’t keep.

“Promise me.”

That time, she spoke sharper.

Desperate.

“I promise I’ll never abandon you, Karine,” he said, cupping her chin and dragging the pad of his thumb over her trembling lower lip. “Those are still different things.”

And he knew it wasn’t what she wanted to hear.

Not that she showed it.

Throwing her head back, she moaned louder, bounced harder in his arms, her cunt so tight around him that it already felt like she was milking him dry. With every thrust, she was closer to the edge and so was he.

As wet as a lake between her thighs, even the clenching of her pussy wasn’t enough to stop his cock from stretching her open and stuffing her full. That’s really what she’d wanted when she was against the windows, touching herself and thinking of him.

She wanted to be too full.

Good and used.

Fucked in the only way he could do to her. The only way she wanted.

“Come for me, babe,” he urged, husky and breathless, already feeling the way her inner muscles

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