An Untitled Roman Godfrey Fic

Part II

While waiting for Roman to return from the bathroom, Y/N ordered then downed 2 more shots and paid their tab. Once he got back to where she was sitting, he reached for his wallet but Y/N stopped him and told him she already took care of it. Roman scowled at her and rolled his eyes before grabbing her arm and walking the pair of them to his car.

"Your place?" he asked as he opened the car door for her then got into the vehicle as well. She nodded and smiled.

Y/N continued to tease Roman the entire ride home. From leaving soft kisses along his neck to leaning over and massaging his dick through his pants. As she applied more pressure to her actions Roman stifled a moan.

"Y/N, If you don't cut this shit out right now I will pull this car over and fuck you on the hood" He growled out through clenched teeth.

She let out a small whine, remembering how much her back hurt from the last time he did that. "Fine" she pouted and crossed her arms. Roman, well aware of how much of a brat his companion could be when she was drunk, laughed at her childish reaction and ran a hand through her hair. "Don't worry, you'll have me soon enough" he winked.

Once they made it to Y/N's apartment and into her bedroom, with his help, of course, Roman went into her closet to change out of his suit as Y/N stumbled towards her bed kicking off her heels and pulling off her dress in the process, throwing it on the ground next to Roman's discarded shirt.

When he returned, wearing nothing but the pair of black silk boxers he kept at Y/N's apartment for nights like this, he was greeted by Y/N sitting on the corner of her bed struggling to remove her bra. Roman chuckled at the sight.

"Stop laughing and help meeeee" she pouted. He walked over and undid the clasp with ease. He then went to the other side of the room, picking up their abandoned garments and placed them on top of her dresser,before grabbing her sleep shirt and throwing it at her it at her.

When it landed on her head she let out a loud "hmph". "Shit. My bad" Roman snickered.

It seemed like he had forgotten about the promise he made earlier.

"What happened to fucking me into the mattress huh? Or are you not up for it?" Y/N asked, raising her brow at the word "up" and giggling.

He decided to not acknowledge her reference to the one and only time he got whiskey dick, shooting back with "Only if you promise not to barf on me".

She smiled, outstretched her arm towards him and stuck out her little finger. "Pinky promise".

He smirked as he intertwined his finger with hers before pushing her down roughly on the bed.

Roman hovered over the girl and stared at her with a hungry look in his eyes. Before she could reach for him, he smashed his lips onto hers, scaling one hand up her body to squeeze her breast and play with her nipple.

As soon as she felt his soft, plump lips against hers, she grabbed both sides of his face, holding him as close to her as possible. When Roman used his tongue to lick at her lips she eagerly parted them, her tongue battling for dominance against his before she inevitably lost.

Y/N moaned into their kiss and pushed her body up against his every time Roman squeezed her breast or gave it a slap; the sensation against him causing his member to harden. When the two eventually ran out of air and broke apart from each other, panting, he stripped himself of the little clothing he had on to free his erection.

Roman got up onto the bed, his back leaning against the headboard. She crawled up to him from her spot, first placing a kiss at the bottom of his neck, making her way up to his jawline before brushing her lips right behind his ear.