Mischief

22*

tempting*

I watched myself on the mirror and pinched the side of my hips softly but some part of me was telling to pinch it harder. I did what it told me, I pinched it harder making me hiss in pain.

"Manelle." Roman called me from the bathroom, wondering what was taking me too long. I let go of my waist and saw a red patch, I cursed and rubbed softly the red part with some cold water.

I hated my body, every inch of my body. Which is the reason why I didn't volunteer to swim, I thought to learn by myself.

But, I can try to be comfortable around Roman. I think he's the only one who is able to make me feel at ease.

"Open the door." His voice sounded demanding, a tone of worry was there. I opened the door and he stood there, flawless with his open chest area proudly standing out.

His torse is bare and muscles that are perfectly fine, without any imperfections expect some patchworks tattoos and words on the side of his ribs. The drawing that he stole from my book was prominent from here, it was like a type of justice scale and a little snake was on the outside of the arm.

I gulped and thought that it was a better choice to not lower my gaze down at his legs which make the staring more shameful.

"Manelle, why did you do that?" He asked me as he pulled me softly toward him while pointing out the red area on my waist.

I don't reply to him, he took a deep breath and placed me on the bed. I sat on the soft sheet and frowned, confused.

He kneeled down and put his hands on my thighs, I was wearing a navy blue little skirt and a bikini triangle black top.

"When I saw you out of the bathroom, I thought to myself this fucking woman is pure perfection. Making me speechless as I gaze at her beauty." He started as he looked at me from the top, I felt like I was in a dream. This man kneeled down to say the sweetest things that anyone has said to me.

"Don't let your insecurities win your thoughts, you are strong enough to fight them and I will be there to support you, no matter what." He muttered quietly and rubbed the red area, I was beginning to tear up because of his words.

"I love you, all of you and I don't want you to change this because you are beautiful like that." As soon as he finished his speech, he smoothed the area with his hot tongue making me gasp, I gripped the sheet tightly while he continued to lick me, healing the area with his tongue.

Roman, softly shoved me on the bed as he peppered light kisses on the side of the hips, trailing his mouth to my stomach.

I was in complete heaven as he took care of me but I remembered that I needed to learn how to swim.

"Roman, stop!" I stopped him abruptly and he listened to my words, stood up as he wiped the saliva from his lips with his finger.

I tugged my tongue inside of my mouth in amusement and got up from the bed.

"Roman." I called him and he turned around.

"Hm?"

"Thank you."

"It's only the truth, little lady."