Chapter 49: Don't Stop

His other hand slid over my body, splaying over my stomach before moving higher—possessive, greedy. His palm cupped my breast, thumb circling my nipples through my dress until my breath hitched hard. I shoved weakly at his chest. “Please, Roman. Please take me—” “I will,” he cut in, his grip tightening around my breast until my knees went soft. “And I won’t stop until you can’t stand without me holding you up.” He kissed me again, slower this time, deep and deliberate, like he was savoring every second he’d been forced to wait. He pressed me deeper against the wall, hands impatiently tugging my dress up until it rested above my waist. Leaving me bare for him to see. Without breaking contact, his free hand slid down, fingers landing over the heat between my legs. I gasped into his mouth, but he didn’t stop. “That dress was in my way,” he muttered darkly, “Now nothing is.” His knuckles brushed over my sensitive heat, and the sound he made when he felt how dripping I still was, was low, d