He pulls my white lace bra down, letting my nipples free, and his hands are instantly tweaking my piercings, and I can’t hold back my moan.
Oh fuck.
He drops his mouth to my pebbled nipples, swirling his tongue slowly, while squeezing by breast hard. The burn goes straight to my pussy, which is rising up off the ground trying to gain some friction.
“Please.”
I don’t know what I’m asking for, I just need ... more.
His teeth latch around my nipple and the pain has me gasping louder.
I need him in me.
That’s what I need.
And I need it now.
I start to fiddle with his pants trying to undo the button, but the lust filled haze I’m caught in, has me struggling to process how to do it. Roman grips my wrists and holds them above my head, pinning me to the mat.
Fuck, being in the ring is making me melt.
“You’ll touch when I say you can Princess,” he purrs, stroking his other hand down my chest to my navel.
I’m about to put him in his place, he doesn’t run the show, but then he’s lowering his hand under my skirt, heading straight for gold, and I’ll be damned if I stop him.
He palms the inside of my thigh, teasing me, before a single finger ghosts over my clit and slowly strokes down to my entrance.
He does it again.
And again.
And again.
I’m going to explode, but I’m too proud to cum with just a light touch. He must be able to feel the frenzy taking over my body as he thrust two fingers inside of me on the next turn. I can’t help it. I scream in pleasure, my orgasm hitting me instantly, and I continue to ride it out on his hand.
Oh my god.
Fuck.
I’m too far gone to be embarrassed with coming so easily.
“Fuck me, you’re going to have me cream my pants from your moans alone Princess,” he pants, as he lifts my skirt around my waist and drops his pants.
His cock springs free and I can’t help but gape at it. Fuck. It’s a good job I’m drenched before he comes at me with that thing.
I lift my gaze, hearing him chuckle.
“Don’t worry Princess, I know how to use him,” he winks as he rolls a condom on.
I couldn’t care less where it came from but I’m glad he remembered, because I’m useless right now. He leans down taking turns pulling my nipple piercings with his teeth, and I’m putty in his hands.
He slips inside me so slowly, I’m close to screaming, but I can’t get a single sound to pass my lips, I’m so full.
When I’m close to wondering if I’m splitting in two, he pulls out and slams straight back in.
“Fuck yes. More. I need more.” I’m panting.
God, I’m so full, but this feels like ecstasy.
He doesn’t disappoint and picks his pace up. Ramming me into the mat, like we’re fucking animals.
Over and over and over again, he doesn’t relent.
His thrusts are brutal but addicting and I can’t quit chanting more. His thumb finds my clit and as he thrusts in I feel his cock pumping with release, forcing my pussy to clamp around him like a vice, sending me over the edge again.
Fuck.
It feels like the aftershocks aren’t calming down, as we continue to ride out our pleasure together.
He gently slips out and I’m left trying to gather myself. I could slip into an orgasmic coma right now. I’m that blissed out.
I’m trying to work out how this just happened, but my brain isn't willing to switch on.
As I slowly rise I consider how I am going to get back to my room like this. I’ll just have to hope no one’s around.
Roman clears his throat, gaining my attention.
“So, this doesn’t really change shit. I don’t trust you, and I don’t commit. This was just us caught up in the moment, nothing more,” he says, as he’s pulling his shirt back on.
His face scrunching like he’s ready for me to kick off, but I can’t help but laugh.
“Roman, those are the best words you’ve said to me yet. I don’t have any expectations because I don’t want any. I love sex, not commitment. Besides, I like dick too much to just settle for one.”
Just to wind him up further, I wrap my arms around his neck, lick his cheek with a chuckle and head for the door.
His chuckle has me glancing back and when I do, I finally catch a glimpse of his back.
My god.
His whole back is covered in a skull tattoo, it makes me stop my movement. I’ve seen plenty of back tattoos at the shop, but none have been as stunning as this piece. The silence must have him glancing around because he hasn’t heard the door go.
Catching me gawking, he raises his eyebrow at me in question.
“No, no, no Roman. Turn back around. In future you always greet me with no top on and with your back to me, do you understand?” I say, swirling my finger for him to give me his back again.
My outburst catches him by surprise, but he still has a grin on his face.
“That shits hotter than your face, and especially your mouth. In future you should lead with that.” I wink and exit through the door.
As I step out of the gym Red is there arm raised, about to push open the door.
Shit.
She looks me over, a smirk on her face.
“Roman?” she asks, as she passes me a cold coffee concoction.
My silence is answer enough and it just has her chuckling.
“Come on, you can show me your room whilst you shower, because I’m not taking any self-defense classes with you
