Sweet Home by Tillie Cole

Author:Tillie Cole [Cole, Tillie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2013-10-13T04:00:00+00:00

15

As soon as I entered the room, Romeo was against me, his breath blowing on my tempered skin—a mix of mint and beer—cooling my flushed complexion. “Walk toward the bed and take off the boots.” His voice was tight and stern.

My legs moved forward as if they were perfectly attuned to his commands. I reached the bed and shucked off my boots.

“Turn around and face me.”

I did as he said, trembling in a heady cocktail of apprehension and excitement. Romeo stood against the wall, the glow of the moonlight showcasing his handsome face, watching my silhouette as I complied eagerly with his instructions.

“Take off your dress… slowly.”

I lifted the hem smoothly over my head, dropping it to the floor, standing only in my new black strapless bra and silk panties. Romeo strode determinedly before me and commenced circling around my scantily clad form, absorbing the view of my nearly naked body with a knowing smile. He stopped his assessing eyes at my upper hip and ran a finger across the lines of my small tattoo.

His stunned gaze met mine. “A tattoo, Shakespeare? You surprise me. You’ve never let me see this before.” He immediately dropped to his knees and studied the writing, his face level with my stomach, warm breath breezing between my legs, eliciting a strangled moan from the back of my throat.

Romeo stroked the tattoo with his finger and the anxiety began at the memory of its source, and I stumbled and sucked in a telltale hollow breath.

Romeo lifted his hand without looking up and took mine securely in his. The panic immediately filtered away, his touch healing me.

“So are you to my thoughts as food to life, or as sweet seasoned showers are to the ground,” he murmured as he read the quote out loud, pressing a kiss to my jutting hipbone. He peered up and asked, “What’s this, baby? Why do these words take pride of place on this beautiful body?” Feather-light fingertips continued to trace the intricate loops and dips of the script.

I raked my hands through his hair and he held my bottom firmly within the hold of his free arm, keeping me close. “It’s William Shakespeare, from one of his love sonnets, number seventy-five,” I confessed as I struggled to suppress a whimper as his fingers dipped along the juncture of my thighs.

His eyes cracked open. “But why is it important, enough for you to brand yourself with it forever?”

My eyes filled with water and I chewed on my lip to keep from breaking down.

The strong grip on my hips tightened in warning and he licked along my lower stomach. “Tell me, Mol. I won’t ask twice. I’ve got you; I won’t let you be destroyed.”

“I-it’s just a quote that I like. That’s all,” I answered evasively.

Romeo’s dark eyes narrowed. “I know that’s not the full story, baby, but you can tell me later.” I released a pent-up breath that I didn’t even know I was holding.

Romeo got to his feet. I forcibly swallowed as his hands slowly fell over my shoulders and down to the sharp blades on my back.

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