Instead of dwelling on my jealousy, I walk up to them and stand next to Eva.
“Good morning, everyone,” I say sternly. “I can see you’ve already made excellent progress.”
Drew looks up and smiles. “Hey, man. We’re just looking over the current electrical wiring to see what needs to be reconfigured for the new chandelier.”
I stand in silence as I listen to the crew use terminology that I’m not afraid to admit means nothing to me. I respect the hell out of these men who master such incredible trades. I sometimes wonder what my life would be like if I just took up carpentry.
Money doesn’t equal happiness, and yet we all chase it like it’s the solution to all our problems.
I listen closely until they have a plan of action and break up to get back to work. I can smell Eva’s perfume from here. It nearly causes me an embarrassing situation in my slacks.
My hand reaches for her lower back when I spot a door at the other end of the construction site.
“Follow me,” I whisper in her ear.
She walks closely behind me. I open the door for her and let her go in first.
“Is everything all right—” she starts, but she doesn’t have time to finish her sentence because I slam my lips to hers.
I push her back toward a desk in the corner of the room—a temporary workspace for them. I lift her up onto the desk and start to lean her back, our hard hats falling off in the process.
“I’ve been thinking about you all week,” I whisper in the heat of the kiss.
My hands move down her body until they reach the hem of her skirt. I lift it up to her waist and run them up and down her bare thighs.
“What took you so long to come to me?” she asks against my mouth.
“I don’t know, Eva. I’m not good at this.”
I slide my tongue into her mouth and groan the moment she gives me hers.
“You need to find a way to get better. I’m not going to wait around for you to get your shit together.”
I hear her warning, but don’t know how to respond. She’s right. I need to figure out what the hell I want. I know what my body wants, but the rest is still messy.
For now, I want to sink inside of her, where everything feels right. I make quick work to free my cock, then pull her panties to the side.
“I know I’m a total mess right now, and you deserve more. But you have about five seconds to tell me to stop,” I demand.
She doesn’t miss a beat. “Fuck me, Roman. Now.”
My dick is inside her before she can finish her sentence. I fuck her in a frenzy, completely lost in the chaos inside of me. Needing better access, I place my hands under her knees and slide her to the edge of the desk, then move them next to her head and continue to slam in so fiercely that I can barely breathe.
Eva, normally vocal in bed, is breathless and panting.
“More,” she whispers on an exhale.
I stand up straight, grip her knees, and spread her legs open.
“Shit, you’re so fucking wet; it’s dripping out everywhere,” I tell her. “Keep going. I want all of it.”
“I can’t,” she says on a breath.
I reach down and rub my thumb over her clit, then pull out just enough to see her squirt all over my pants. “Fuck yeah, there it is. I knew you had more.”
I slide back inside of her and continue until I blow my load in her tight pussy with a loud grunt that challenges the noises going on all around us.
Her pussy clenches and pulsates all over me as she works through her own release.