"Can you please help me with my hair?" Eleanor asked. "I can't stretch my arm far up."
Roman got up and buttoned his shirt at the cuffs and rolled up the sleeves. He took the shampoo and began to massage it into her sculp making sure to get her clean. Eleanor moaned at the action. She found it relaxing.
Roman watched as her tensed body slowly began to relax and her eyes close. He took the shower head that was attached to the tap and washed all the shampoo off her hair and back. He pulled out the plug allowing the water to run out. He held up the towel as she stood up. He wrapped it around her body before lifting her out the bathtub.
"Thank you." She gave him a small smile.
"For what?" He asked witha smirk.
"Helping me." She added.
"With?" He continued.
Eleanor blushed and gave him a punch to the chest. "You know why I'm thanking you." She muttered out in embarrassment.
Roman chuckled before allowing he to walk out. Roman looked through his closet for something for her to wear. He had never planned for her to stay her another night so he didn't get Gabriel to bring her more than one outfit.
"I've got sweatpants, clean boxers and a shirt." He stated turned to her.
"The wound needs some air, so boxers." She told him. "And do you perhaps have a bra laying around?" She asked him making him look at her strangely.
"Why would I have a bra laying around?" He asked her.
"Because some men have the tendency to keep a woman's undergarment after a one night stand, either a bra or panty." She explained.
"Are you always filled with facts?" He asked with a smile.
"Well technically everybody is fill with-"
Roman place his lip on her lips to shut her up. "You talk too much." He stated once their lips parted.
"Oh..." She said trailing off.
She began to lotion up as Roman watched her. "What?" She asked him.
Roman smirk. "Nothing." He shook his head.
"Then stop staring." She mumbled.
Roman got up from his seat and walked towards her. He held onto her waist keeping her in place and stared down at her.
"What if I don't want to stop?" He quized.
"I'd clasify you as a creep." She gave him a tight lip smile.
He yanked her forward so now that her body pressed against his. She could feel his member against her stomach which made her eyes narrow.
"Oh really?" He asked.
"Are you horny?" She asked him.
Roman's eyes narrowed before his eyes before letting out a small laugh. "Why?"
"Well I-uhm..." She trailed off looking down at her stomach. "I can feel your little friend against my stomach." She stated.
"My dičk isn't little."
"That's not the point." She rolled her eyes. "I was just asking a yes or no question."
"No I'm not." He finally answered her first question.
Eleanor's brows percked up at the information. Then how big would it be when he is horny then? She thought to herself.
"Am I interrupting something." Danielle's voice echoed.
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Healing Touch
RomanceRoman Bianchi is the most coldest and ruthless man to ever live. He doesn't care if he breaks your heart. He'll be with you all night long but when you wake up he'll disappear into thin air without a note or explanation. He's a man without a heart f...
