“Because you’re a huge grump?”
He rolls his eyes. “Because I’m not a fucking chick looking for someone to call me pet names.”
I sigh dramatically. “There’s that hardline approach to masculinity that turns me on so—oh, come on!”
But Roman’s already pushing past me to the door.
“No one is calling you femme, psycho,” I grunt, grabbing his arm and yanking him around to face me. “It’s just a cute name.”
“I don’tdocute,” he grumbles.
“Too bad,” I grin. And before he can stop me, I’m crushing my mouth to his, and kissing him deeply.
And fuck me, the grumpy motherfuckerkisses me back.
There’s hope for you yet, dickhead.
“Yeah, too bad,” I murmur again as I pull away, leaving him flushed and breathless. “Because you are.Now…” I groan deep in my chest and grind my erection against him. “I think there was talk of round two?”
Roman shivers, his cheeks heating again. “I…I need another drink first.”
My brows knit as he turns away from me and toward the door.
“I mean, you don’tneeda drink.”
“Okay, then Iwanta drink,” he tosses over his shoulder.
Shit. The not-so-little fucker is armoring up again already, putting his “I’m so straight” walls back up. Which, frankly, is a bit ridiculous, considering that he just whimpered like a greedy little cock slut when I fucked his supposedly straight mouth.
“Wreckage—”
“My name isRoman,” he says tightly, turning to glare at me again.
I roll my eyes. “Fine. Roman. Fuck.”
“Can I leave now and get that drink?”
“Be my fucking guest, Grumpy.”
He shoots me another look. But if he thinks Idon’tsee the grin hiding in the corners of his mouth, or the way his eyes twinkle,or the way his face is still heated and flushed… He’s fucking dumb.
I let him leave first, then I follow, trailing behind and looking at my phone. Except, I’m textinghim, six feet ahead of me.
Me
Your cum tastes fucking delicious, wreckage.
Roman
Stop it. I’m getting a drink and then going to my sister’s table.
Me
And you don’t want anyone there to see texts talking about the way you just deep throated my cock and then came all over my tongue?
Roman
Val. Fucking seriously.
