Chapter 71 I WANT YOU
••Luciana••
"Are you sure, Luci?" He asked quietly.
My voice trembled slightly. There was a nervousness I couldn’t shake off, but at the same time, there was this undeniable pull, a fire burning between us that I had never felt before. He had this way of looking at me that made my insides flutter, like I was the only thing that mattered in the world at that moment.
Roman’s hand rested gently on my elbow as he sat me down on the bed, his eyes locked on mine. "We don’t have to do this if you’re not ready," he said softly, his voice low, as if the weight of the moment was sinking into him as well. "I want this to be right for you, Luci, not just because I want it. It’s about us, and I need you to be completely ready."
I swallowed hard, my heart racing in my chest. The air between us felt thick with tension, a shared understanding that this was no ordinary moment. It was more than just a physical connection, it was about trust, vulnerability, and the bond we had built over time. It was about allowing myself to finally let go of the walls I had put up, to trust Roman completely.
"I want you, Roman," I whispered, my voice barely above a breath. "More than I can say."
A smile tugged at the corner of his lips, though his eyes were still serious. "But I need you to be sure. This has to be right for you, not just because we’re here in this moment."
I looked into his eyes, searching for any hesitation. But all I saw was sincerity and genuine care. Somehow, that made me feel safe. Safe enough to take the next step.
“I’m ready,” I said, my voice steadier now.
Roman didn’t need any more words. He leaned in, his lips brushing against mine with such tenderness that it almost took my breath away. The kiss was slow, deliberate, and I could feel the heat between us building. His hands were gentle on my body, tracing the outline of my skin with careful touches, as if he were afraid of rushing. And it made my pulse quicken, made my heart thud louder in my chest.
His lips moved from mine, trailing a path down to my neck, each kiss sending shivers through my body. I moaned softly, the sound escaping my lips before I could stop it. It was intoxicating, everything about it, the feel of his touch, the way he made me feel like I was the only person in the world, the way he made me feel safe even in such an intimate moment.
I felt him pause, his breath against my skin. “Tell me if you want me to stop,” he murmured, his voice thick with desire.
I shook my head, pressing closer to him, letting him know with my body that I wanted this, that I was ready for this.
We slowly undressed, the tension building as our bodies came closer, skin against skin. I felt a mix of nervousness and excitement, but Roman’s gentle touch, the way he was so attentive, made everything feel less intimidating. He made me feel like I wasn’t just a body to him, but someone he cared about deeply.
Roman paused, his hands hovering above me. He went to his drawer and brought out a condom, from the dim light in the room I could see how he fixed it on it. The he came to the bed, and looked down at me, his face a mixture of tenderness and something more, desire, hunger, but still, a gentle restraint. “I’ll be gentle, Luci,” he promised. “I want this to be as special for you as it is for me.”
I nodded, my breath catching in my throat as he slowly lowered himself down. The initial discomfort made me tense, but Roman was patient. He moved slowly, giving me time to adjust, checking in with me every step of the way.
And when it finally happened, when he fully entered me. I gasped, the sensation unfamiliar but not painful. Roman’s steady presence calmed me, and he kissed me, urging me to relax, to breathe.
“Are you okay?” he whispered, his forehead resting against mine.
“I’m fine,” I whispered back, and it was the truth. His careful movements, the way he paid attention to every small reaction, made me feel like I was in control. But also, it made me feel like he was sharing something precious with me.
He moved again, slowly, giving me time to adjust. The rhythm between us was gentle but building, each touch, each kiss, intensifying the connection. My body responded to him, my breaths coming quicker, the tension in my muscles slowly releasing. I could feel him deep inside me, the connection between us deepening with every movement. And when I moaned softly, he responded with a low, almost desperate sound, his grip tightening on my body as he moved deeper.
We were lost in each other, our bodies, our minds, everything blending together. The pleasure, the intimacy, the emotions. It was more than just sex. It was a merging of souls, a sharing of something so intimate that words couldn’t describe it.
I lost myself in him, in the feel of his body moving against mine. The world outside the room seemed to disappear, and all that mattered was us this moment.
And when it was over, when we both collapsed into each other’s arms, breathless and tangled in the sheets, I felt a sense of peace wash over me. The doubts that had lingered in my mind seemed far away now. Roman was here with me, and I knew this is the start of something real.