It's Always Been Godfrey ||ROMAN GODFREY||

New temporary home -5

We finally arrive at Romans house, we park in front of the 'home' sign. It's really dark out already and his house is massive.
"Holy shit- Are you rich or something?" I stare up at his house.
"Obviously, I'm famous in this town... Not very liked though," I look over to Roman while he's saying that and he's pulling out a suitcase from the boot.

"Hey is that my suitcase!?" I yell.
"Yep, I even packed it for you," He winks at me, he closes the boot and makes his way into the house. I just know there isn't going to be any normal clothing in there.

As I walk into his house, the minty but modern smell hits me, it smells so good. I look around and his house is actually really nice.
"Wow," I walk around looking at the paintings hanging on Roman's wall as he effortlessly carries my luggage upstairs. I follow after him to see where he's taking it.

I follow Roman into a bedroom and he places my suitcase on the floor beside the bed.
"I'll leave you to unpack, I'll be downstairs if you need me." He turns around and walks out of the room closing the door behind him.

I put my pants and socks in the middle drawer, my bras and pajamas in the bottom, and my makeup in the top. I put my top wear on the left side of the wardrobe and my bottom wear on the right. I put my footwear on the shoe rack underneath the shelf that now hangs my bottom wear and then put my phone on charge leaving it on the bedside cabinet.

I make my way downstairs and see him sitting down in the living room with both of his arms stretched out across the top of the sofa and legs spread apart. His head is laid back and his eyes are shut, I walk over to him and bend over so my face is inches away from his.

I narrow my eyes and try to figure out if he's awake or not. His lips curve into a smirk and he opens his eyes making me jump away from him.
"Shit!" I shout feeling myself go red.
"You're the one that was basically on top of me, why are you the one surprised?" He chuckles lifting his head and moving his arms down crossing them.

"I was seeing if you're awake, dumbass!" I stare right into his eyes to show him that I can overpower him but he keeps that stare without saying a thing. He smirks again and doesn't even blink, I start to get really awkward so I look away.

"Fine. You win," I start to walk over to the fridge in the kitchen.
"I always win, Ali," I stop walking, frozen in my spot, and feel his eyes on me. I then feel his presence behind me and he whispers in my ears.
"And I get what I want," I feel shivers go down my spine and goosebumps form on my arms as he whispers that.

I then picture us both in 3rd person with him bending his head down with his lips level with my ear and his hands in his pockets.

I don't move, I can't. I can feel his heavy breath on my neck and his hands make their way to my outer thighs. They travel up to my hips and he buries his face into my neck from behind. His hands go up again, to my waist this time and he presses his whole body onto the back of mine. I can feel the bulge in his pants fit perfectly into my ass cheeks which makes me let out a slight gasp. I feel him smile on my neck so I hold the outside of his hands. I shut my eyes out of impulse and decide to enjoy the moment.

After a few minutes, I yawn and he takes his hands off my waist which makes me take my hands off his. He brings his face off my neck and brings his body off mine which makes me realize how cold it is making me shiver slightly.

When I open my eyes after yawning he's standing in front of me.
"You're cold," Roman says and I look down to see my arms filled with goosebumps. He grabs one of his jackets off a stool next to the island in the kitchen which is just in front of us and wraps it around me.
"Thanks," I look away trying to hide my smile while breathing in Romans's scent from his jacket. I instantly warm up.
"Can we watch a film?" I make my way to the sofa and sit down to see Roman walking in my direction smiling with his hands in his pockets.

"What do you wanna watch?" He sits down on the right side of me, there's no space between the two of us and our shoulders are touching.
I think for a second and think of the perfect film. "The conjuring!" He grabs the remote and turns the TV on.
"You sure?" He asks.
"Yes." Why would I suggest it if I don't want to watch it?
"Alright then," He leans back and rests his left arm on top of the sofa behind my head.

Midway through the film, there's a jumpscare and I flinch grabbing Romans's left thigh. I look down after realizing how I just touched him and move my hand away.
"Sorry," I apologize and see him smirk at me.

A few hours later I open my eyes realizing I fell asleep, I can feel a warmth on my waist and the right side of my face. I look down to see Romans's left arm wrapped around my waist and I'm lying on his chest. He seems to still be asleep, his legs are spread open and his right arm is on top of his stomach a little below my face. I realize how comfortable I am while I can feel him breathing on my hair and drift back to sleep.