When sparks fly... [a Roman Reigns story]

10 Storage room

Amali POV

Exhausted and sweaty, I made my way to the shower when suddenly a hand grabbed my wrist and pulled me into a dark storage room.

"Woah!" I squeaked and almost lost my balance.

But before that could happen, my back was pinned against a hard, cold wall. Breathless, I looked into the man's burning eyes. Despite the darkness, I couldn't miss the sparkle in them. Nor did I miss the mischievousness in his gaze. Something told me that I was about to get my revenge.

"That was a fantastic match, baby girl..." Roman whispered as he lifted my arms above my head just like that and then gripped my wrists with one hand.

"Thank you... What exactly is this? Couldn't you wait until later?" I asked with a smirk as his lips were already pressed against my neck.

It took a lot of willpower not to moan or simply melt on the spot. Unfortunately, he now knew very well that this spot was my weakness.

"Nah... After what you pulled earlier... no man can wait any longer." he murmured into my ear.

His hot breath washed over my face before he slowly kissed his way from my ear to my cheek to my lips. All this while he still held my arms tightly so I could do absolutely nothing.

Roman kissed me hard while one of his hands slowly made its way down my curves. I gasped into the kiss as he squeezed and stroked. And the part of my brain that hadn't said goodbye yet could have sworn it felt a small satisfied smile on his lips.

Then he pulled away and indeed... The smile on his face certainly couldn't have meant anything good for me. I looked at him while I licked my lips. The next moment he put a finger on my mouth.

"Suck!" he said, his voice low, raspy.

My breathing immediately quickened as I did what he said. I sucked his finger into my mouth and made it nice and wet. All this while looking deep into his eyes.

"Good girl..." he murmured as he pulled his finger out.

But before I could say anything back, he had already slipped his big hand into my pants. Without warning and without mercy, he started rubbing the most sensitive part of my body.

And that was the end of my self-control. I moaned loudly and if he hadn't been holding me, I would probably have slumped to the floor as my knees went weak.

Roman chuckled softly before he simply continued. His eyes were on me the whole time. And I could tell he was really enjoying seeing me so powerless. 

I moaned again. Even louder this time. Roman let go of my wrists and covered my mouth with his hand while the other pleasured me faster.

"Now now, baby... We want to be quiet, don't we? Do you like that? I told you I wouldn't put up with the teasing forever... And now look at you... Oh, you're close... I can feel how close you are... What am I going to do?" he murmured, his face against mine.

Surrendering, I melted into his touch. I couldn't do anything, not even answer. Just wait and see what he would do next.

"You see... that's why you shouldn't play with me, Amali. I always win." he said, pulling his hand out of my pants, taking the other from my mouth and giving me a quick kiss before leaving the room laughing.

"Are you serious?" I growled.

But his laughter didn't subside. That's what I got for letting him down earlier. I hadn't finished him off and now he hadn't finished me off. As I tried to get my breathing and dissatisfaction under control, I realized we both had a long night ahead of us.