Chapter Nineteen

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Chapter Nineteen

I awoke to soft sheets, and the morning light trickled in through the blinds. Shedding myself of the remaining glimpses of a dream, my eyes were still shut as I soaked in the warmth of my covers before letting my blue eyes see the sun's rays.

When I finally decided to open my eyes, I rubbed my knuckles onto my eyes. I caught a glimpse at the glowing and radiant sun peaking above the horizon out of my window. It extended its vivid light across the deep crimson sky. Its dazzling and inviting rays flowed through the window providing warmth to my body. Slowly the fatigue of the long journey was seeping out of me as the welcoming rays trickled in to replacing my unrest - it relaxed my body.

I turned around and was met face to face with Roman, a bright blush painted my face. O-oh we really did that. I slowly raised my hand to caress his usually stoic face, he looked so peaceful. I skimmed a finger along the outline of his face, they soon threaded themselves into his hair.
As my fingers continued to comb through his hair, his eyes opened and stared back at me. "Good morning." He whispered in his low morning voice which caused me to smile and stuff the giddy feeling down. "Good morning." His arm wrapped around my waist and pulled me closer to him, my eyes widened when I realized we were still naked.

He smirked and flipped me over so I was on top of him causing me to squeal. "Roman!" I giggled, staring at him with much adoration.

"Does anything hurt?" I contemplated for a bit before answering.
"My back is a little sore.. Along with somewhere else but it's bearable." I told him honestly before leaning down and giving him a kiss, the blanket that was once over my shoulder had fallen to my lower back. I kiss Roman's ear lobe first, softly, with just the right hint of passion, then work my way down his neck to his collar bone before I could go any further my phone began to ring. Roman groaned in annoyance while I just chuckled and leaned over to the nightstand, picking my phone up and answering it.

"Hello."

"Kennedy, what the hell!" I wince, pulling the phone away from my ear while the familiar voice yelled. "You haven't contacted me in like a week!" After putting two and two together, I realized that the person on the other end of the call was Raelynn.

"I'm sorry, I really am.." I apologized sincerely. Roman just stared up at me, drawing circles above my hip bone.

I could hear her groan from the other line. "Fine, I forgive you but we are going to hangout today." She stated- well more like grumbled. I was about to answer when Roman took a hold of my member causing me to gasp and glare down at him.

"Yeah that's alright." Despite my silent protesting he continued to stroke and touch me making me quietly moan.

"So how have you been, Rabbit." I rolled my eyes at the nickname.

"I've- It's been hectic, like everything. I'll tell you when we meet up." My eyes fluttered closed and my mouth opened agape as I panted. Roman held my member tightly causing my hips to stutter, he took the phone from me, putting the speaker on and setting it on the bed beside us.

I stuffed my face in his neck, soft moan and pants escaping me. Raelynn just continued to talk and talk about something I couldn't catch or cared about really.

I sound like an awful person.

My hips soon frantically rocked against his hand. "R-Rome." I whispered in his ear feeling my stomach coil but Roman just picked up the phone and put it to his ear. "Yeah, hey Raelynn. Kennedy can't talk at the moment but he'll call you back, also tell James to come as well." I could hear Raelynn trying to sputter a protest but Roman hung up. He glided his thumb over my slit and that was game over. My hips faltered, one of my hands gripped the wrist that was touching me while the other gripped his forearm. He just held me closer, a loud moan left my lips but I bit down on his shoulder to muffle it. He groaned softly but didn't complain or protest. I shakily stood back up to see where I bit now had a bite mark and the skin was an angry red. I carefully touched it. "I'm sorry, does it hurt?" I asked him, feeling guilty. "No. I'm alright, mi amor." He smiled up at me, reassuringly but I still don't fully believe him.

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