Roman reigns/OC/Dean Ambrose

Part 12

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Roman watched them in the doorway with barely restrained fury. He was so ready to strangle the life out of Dean that his strong hands were itching for it. The emotions were running through him so strongly that he felt himself getting dizzy. As hard as he tried, Roman couldn't find any plausible explanation for what he was seeing, other than betrayal. Dean had betrayed him. He stole his girl right out from under him in his brief absences. His best friend was a lying, lowdown piece of shit and he was gonna pay. Dean took advantage of his sweet Taylor, leaving her no options, but to play by his rules. Since he wasn't there 24/7 and her mother was soundly obsessed with him, what else was she to do? Right?

'Unless... She wanted this..' Roman shook his head at the thought. Taylor would never cheat on him. Especially not with his best friend. Right? Roman's mind was scrambling for answers. To somehow make sense of this before he reacted, but watching them together, and hearing Taylor moan loudly, pulling against her restraints, wasn't helping. The situation was tearing at his sanity at a frightening rate. Roman was starting to lose it. He could feel his breathing become rapid, almost hyperventilating. His fists clenched and unclenched by his sides. The muscle in his jaw ticked from being clenched so tight, his teeth grinding together. Roman Reigns was a live grenade.

As quietly as possible, Roman pushed the door ajar and stepped his foot inside the room.

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Fuck!

Dean's tongue felt good. It poked and played with her clit, sending tingling pleasure all throughout her body. Taylor moaned particularly loud when Dean's finger brushed her G Spot. It felt so good. Taylor couldn't stop herself from crying out. Being tied up and at the mercy of a sexual beast was one of the most thrilling and pleasuring experiences of her young life, not counting Roman of course. Damn. Roman. She couldn't help but feel guilty for what she was doing with Dean... Again.

But what was she gonna do now? She got in trouble with Dean and was paying a debt. But the debt kept piling up and now she was stuck. Stuck being a slave to Dean Ambrose. Or at least that's what she told herself. She loved Roman, she did, with all her heart, but Dean Ambrose made her feel things. She tried resisting him and his charms but failed miserably. If Roman ever found out he was gonna hate her, she just knew it. Oh, God, what was she turning into?

Dean prodded at her sensitive insides, drawing her closer to orgasm. His thick erection strained against his zipper. He couldn't get enough of her pussy. She was so deliciously tight and she got so wet.

"Mmm, you taste so good, baby." Dean growled. She moaned in response. Dean plunged his fingers in deeper. "You look so damn sexy tied up, little one. Defenseless and at my mercy." He kissed one of her ass cheeks and then smacked it.

"Aah, Dean!" She moaned. Dean smacked her again. "I-I mean, Sir!" Roman bristled even more.

"Good girl." Dean said, running his hand over the abused cheek while slowly circling over her clit.

Taylor twisted in her bonds aching to cum. Her hips rolled against Dean's fingers, desperately trying fuck herself on them. His slow teasing was driving her crazy. She lifted her head from the pillow and turned to look over her shoulder. It was then she saw a furious Roman Reigns staring at her with cold hard eyes.

"... Daddy.." She gasped.

Dean finally came up from his position and looked at Taylor, eyes questioning. In his peripheral vision he saw his oldest friend standing in the doorway. He swallowed hard.