No Ordinary Love

Chapter 57

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Roman and Zayra dropped Damon home and then drove to his hotel room. She started feeling butterflies as they walked to his room. She felt his nerves and it only heightened hers.

She chewed on her bottom lip.

"Zayra we don't have to do anything if you're not ready, I told you, don't rush yourself." He cupped her chin, his eyes so fiercely concerned.

Her gut churned, of course she wanted to, she needed him to help her heal. She was tired of feeling uncomfortable with Roman. She needed this.

"Roman I want to, please, I want you Roman, I want you more than you can imagine, I'm just... nervous."

He kissed her softly.

He removed her jacket slowly. She helped with her shirt.

He grabbed her hair in his hands.

"You are so beautiful Zayra." his eyes staring at her ardently.

She melted.

He carried her to the bed, her arms looped around his neck, Zayra clung to him for support. He eased her body down on the bed softly.

"Zayra I'm going to need you to assure me that you want this?"

She swallowed, she felt his eyes scorching her.

"I want this." She said breathlessly.

He removed her skirt, his hands slowly caressing her thighs. She felt her skin awaken. Her nerves starting to show themselves. She squashed them down. He caressed her cheek before leaning in to kiss her.

She let his expert mouth pour life back inside of her as he kissed her tenderly. He lazily glided his hands around her body, remembering every curb and slope. He had missed her very much. With his fingers trailing down her neck to the valley of her breast he cupped one of her breast. He slowly rubbed his thumb over the fabric, watching her face's reaction, assuring himself to continue.

He heard her breathing and felt her slightly trembling from nerves. He gently removed her bra. She gasped when he lowered his mouth to one of her breasts. Her hand began to rub his head, she heard his low throaty rumble as he continued to the next one before returning to her mouth.

He was holding on to dear life. He had to control himself. He knew Zayra was still a bit jumpy and knew this probably wouldn't be successful anyway. He knew Zayra was pushing her limits, little by little, still he didn't want her to regret it later.

He heard her moans and it only made it more difficult for him to stop. He heard his breathing alter as he watched Zayra remove his pants. Her hand hesitantly reaching for him. She breathed in and out as if assuring herself.

She looked at him before grabbing him. Her Jade eyes glowing.

Fuck me

It had been a while since he felt her this way.

He let her do what she wanted, seeing her face take a certain look of power as she continued to stroke him. She liked that she was able to get this response from Roman. She caressed his body with her hands, moving her hands up to remove his shirt, slowly easing herself on top of him.

She heard his intake of breath.

Her hands felt shaky. She wanted him but dark thoughts kept biting at her. She had to push them away. Zayra was relearning to touch and let herself be touched by Roman. She refused to have what she shared with Roman be dictated by what Elliott did to her. She was fighting for her right to continue to have a healthy relationship with Roman. She wanted Roman to help her experience the positive parts about sex again and not dwell on the ugly side. She knew that Roman would be the only one who'd be able to help her regain this power. He was the only one she wanted to be with.