When I wanted to pull back, he tightened his grip around my waist, still kissing me with ardor. I ran my hand through his hair, kissing him with the same intensity. In a swift movement, he lifted me up and placed me on the desk. He moved his lips from my lips to my neck, placing butterfly kisses, and slid his hand under my dress. I moaned, gripping his hair as his hand traveled to my inner thigh.

"Not here." I grabbed his hand, stopping him, and pulled back slightly. "Let's go to your place." I suggested while holding myself back barely. I needed him so badly. After all these years, finally, I could kiss and touch my lover boy.

He raised his eyebrow. "Wow! Someone has become bold since I saw her for the last time." He commented, amused.

"Shut up!" I grinned. He chuckled, shaking his head.

"Fine, let's go. Actually, I was afraid for you wouldn't ask it, and I would sleep alone tonight." He winked at me and bit his lower lip seductively.

"You won't be alone or sleep tonight, lover boy." I gave him a provocative grin, moving my hand along his chest.

"I hope so, Juliet." He placed one more kiss before helping me climb off the desk and grabbed my hand.

As soon as we walked into his penthouse, he pushed me back against the wall and claimed my lips in a passionate kiss.

I pulled back slightly and mumbled in guilt. "I am sorry for not letting you explain and..."

He placed his finger on my lips, stopping me, and said hoarsely. "Just kiss me, instead of words." I nodded, smiling, and brushed my lips against his lips.

He placed his hands under my thighs and lifted me up, still kissing me eagerly. I wrapped my legs around his waist and ran my hands through his hair while our tongues were fighting for dominance.

When my back touched the soft mattress, we were already naked. I bit my lower, staring at my gorgeous boyfriend while he was pulling the foil out of his wallet. He was sexier a d muscular than before. Like a Greek god. My Greek god.

After putting on the condom, he found his place between my legs and hovered over me. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pressing him against me. I was on fire. I needed to feel him inside me badly.

As he understood my state, he claimed my lips and thrust into me in a swift movement. I moaned into his mouth. He entwined our hands above my head and started moving in and out.

The following morning, I woke up with kisses. I smiled and opened my eyes.

"Morning." I said, caressing Romeo's hair tenderly while he was busy with kissing my neck.

"Good morning, my girl." He kissed my lips, cupping my cheek.

"I have to take a shower." I commented, stroking his cheek as he pulled back slightly.

He nodded and lay down on his back, letting me get up. I picked up his shirt and put it on under my boyfriend's gaze. Then I went to the bathroom, leaving my lover boy in the bed.

I closed my eyes under the water, letting it rinse the body shower gel off my body. Suddenly, two strong arms wrapped around my waist.

"Romeo..." I murmured, my eyes still closed and leaned my head back against his shoulder while his hands started roaming my body.

"I can't get enough of you, love." He whispered in my ear huskily and turned me towards him.

He cupped my cheek as he smashed his lips against mine, kissing me passionately. I wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing him back as he pressed me against the tiled wall, making me arch my back in sensation.

I moved my hand from his hair to his neck and down while he was biting, sucking my neck, making me moan again and again.

"You are driving me crazy, Sienna." He commented hoarsely, cupping my chin, and smashed his lips against mine.

"I want you." I stated as he pulled back slightly, and I stroked his hard length, making him groan. "Please..." I added, caressing his throbbing cock.

In a swift movement, he lifted me up and penetrated me, making me moan. He smashed his lips against mine while pounding inside me harder and deeper. The sensation was indescribable. I was digging my nails into his back, my legs around his waist while kissing him.

He was accelerating his pace with every passing second. I dug my nails into his shoulder and came, screaming his name out.

He tightened his grip around my waist, burying his head into my neck and bit my shoulder, trying to silence his groans. I gripped his hair, moaning while closing my eyes shut.

After a few thrusts, he pulled out and spilled his seed onto the floor while holding me tightly in his arms. Meanwhile, I was watching him with hooded eyes, breathing heavily, my arms around his neck while my legs were still shaking. It was so intense. He leaned his forehead on my shoulder, trying to control his breath, his arm around my waist, holding me still against his body.

"I love you, my Sienna." He said huskily and placed a soft kiss on my neck.

"I love you too, my lover boy." I confessed, cupping his cheek, and placed a soft kiss on his lips.

I closed the lid of my laptop and leaned back against my seat, closing my eyes. I got so tired today. It was my first day at our company. My father had already loaded me with a lot of work as soon as I came back to New York. Besides, I didn't sleep properly last night. However, I had no objection; it was one of the best nights and mornings of my life.

Suddenly, someone knocked on my door, interrupting my thoughts.

I sighed and said. "Come in."

The door opened and my assistant, Violet, walked in, giving me a flirtatious smile. She had been trying to seduce me since we met. However, this poor girl didn't know that if she wanted to have a long life, she should stop flirting with me because I had a super jealous girlfriend who would be dangerous for her life.

"Sir, Mr. Anderson's assistant called and asked me to inform you that he will be late this evening because his meeting is going to take longer than he planned."

"Fine." I nodded as I stood up and grabbed my phone. "I am leaving now." I added firmly.

"Goodbye!" She flashed a smile. I nodded and left.

I parked my car in front of Stardust and got out of the car. After giving my keys to a valet, I walked into the nightclub. I was meeting up with Troy here. He came back to New York yesterday for his summer break. It was his last year at Harvard. He was going to get his master's degree next year.

I checked the time one more time, bored while sipping my drink in the VIP section. I called Troy a few minutes ago; he informed me that he was about to arrive.

"Finally!" I exclaimed, standing up as Troy approached me. "Dude, where have you been? I grew old while waiting for you here." I commented after giving him a man hug. "Do you know how many girls I sent back? They have been approaching me, seeing me alone since I walked in. You know how dangerous it is for me to be seen with some woman alone here." I scowled and sighed loudly.

"Sorry. I forgot how much you are scared of my sister." Troy gave me a mocking grin and sat down on the couch beside me.

"I am not scared." I scowled and sipped my drink as I sat down. "I just don't want to have a fight with her again. We made up recently. And I was almost going to kill that bastard friend of hers." I gritted my teeth as I remembered that prick flirting with my girl.

"Yes, I heard about your adventure from Nathan. It was a heated meeting after several years." He admitted sarcastically and grinned, amused.

"You have no idea." I sighed and sipped my drink. "But the misunderstanding was solved. We are good now." I informed and bit my lower lip as I remembered last night.

"Yeah, from your expression I could guess what happened after you two have solved it, but I don't want any details about it." He commented and shook his head. I chuckled.

Suddenly, his phone rang. "I am sorry I have to pick up it." He said as he grabbed his phone.

I was sipping my drink, bored while he was answering his email on the phone after talking to his assistant. He was working at their family company on his semester breaks.

"What happened to you, dude?" I asked as soon as he ended his third call after giving a few orders to his assistant. "You even keep working here. I left you for a few years, and you became worse than before. You got more serious. My friend turned into a crazy workaholic." I commented and took a sip from my drink. "You look like my grandpa, a serious old man."

He looked away without saying anything, sipping his whiskey as sadness crossed his features.