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Roman snaked his arms around your waist, pulling your body flush into his. He absorbed your warmth, laying rough kisses behind your ear, his heavy breath fanning down your neck. The scent of your perfume had faded but it lingered on his bedsheets, the smell sweet and spicy.

The scratch of his stubble against your sensitive skin made you shiver as Roman roused you from your slumber. You blinked and hissed when the early morning sun invaded your eyes. It caused the sharp throbbing pain in your temples to amplify, making your vision blur. You shuffled forward in the sheets, trying to pull out of his grip.

He pressed his hips into yours and growled in your ear before leaving hot, heavy kisses down your exposed neck. The outline of his hard cock ground into your ass from behind.

You shifted your body away from him carefully and whined burying your face into the pillows, the cool fabric felt perfect against your pounding head. The room was still spinning even though you were lying down.

Roman followed your body, his palms inching up your silk slip meeting the curve of your breasts, “Playing hard to get?”.

You groaned, trying to focus your senses, “Rom…”.

Groping your breasts with his calloused hands, he ground his shaft into your ass, groaning deeply in your ear, “Don’t play coy with me…I know how much you love my cock”.

“Unless your cock has Advil in it, I'm not in the mood”, you turned your face away from him, trying to put more distance between you. 

The kisses stopped across your shoulder and you felt Roman rub his stubble across your preening flesh, “Wait…are you—hungover?”. His smirk curled his lips and you felt it brand your skin.

You scoffed, squishing your face into the expensive pillows, “No...”.

Oh but you were. Heavily. The festive party had run into the early hours of the morning, champagne flowing freely. You’d spent most of the evening dancing; you could tell; especially the way your feet ached. Those damn heels. They were gorgeous but holy hell they hurt.

Roman chuckled darkly and stroked your hips, “Oh darling”, he grinned, nipping your earlobe, enjoying the shiver that ran over your body, “You know what’s a good cure for a hangover?”.

“More alcohol?”, you mumbled into the pillows.

“An orgasm”, he whispered huskily, his hot breath trickling down your neck as he stroked up your thighs. His fingertips were so close to your rapidly dampening centre.

“Roman…”, you shuddered and wriggled against him, catching his pulsating cock, “I really don’t—oh!”, a moan fell from your lips as his fingers rubbed your over clit, “My head…it’s pounding…”.

Coaxing you onto your back, Roman rolled on top of you. His solid body caged yours under him. You sighed in bliss, the familiar burn of desire flickering in the pit of your stomach. Without realising, your body relaxed, completely opening up to him as it had so many times before.

“That’s it darling”, he licked along your collarbone, “Daddy’s got you”. He slid between your open legs and pulled off the silky material adorning your body, leaving you bare beneath him.

“Mmm, such a good girl, aren’t you?”, Roman kissed down your chest, face resting between your breasts before he started licking and sucking over each of your nipples, nipping occasionally.

Your fingers carded through his hair, tugging as the pleasure shot through you. Roman growled as sharp pin pricks of pain scattered across his scalp before turning into flames of desire. Grabbing your wrists, he pinned them above your head, chuckling as you pouted.

“Rom..lemme touch you”, you pleaded quietly, finally opening your eyes to meet his. They were blown black with lust as he eyed your body greedily. You wrestled against his hold but he didn’t relent, merely dipping his head down to suck a mark behind your ear. You whined and arched your back, body flushing with heat.

Roman rocked his clothed cock against your bare core. He could feel the heat radiating from your centre, “You want Daddy to make you feel good?”.

You nodded eagerly and rolled your hips, catching his thick cock with every stroke, “Please…”. The sharp pains in your temple dulled as you flooded with the promise of pleasure.

“Whatever my princess wants”, Roman teased, releasing your wrists and kissed down your stomach. His lips left a hot, wet trail over your skin. He stopped just above your pussy, blowing hot air over your clit.

Sinking into the soft sheets, you purred his name, your fingers weaving back into his dark hair. His body pulsed with heat as it pressed in yours, making your skin flush with need. Your legs splayed open further exposing your soaked core to Roman.

“And to think you tried to pretend you didn’t want this”, Roman scoffed before kissing up the inside of your thighs, biting and sucking marks into your supple flesh.

“Daddy—please”, you shivered, feeling the throbbing in your head shoot down through your nerves, the slick making your folds glisten.

Roman rubbed his thumb over your clit, smirking when your body jolted, “You’re so sensitive”. His lips curled before he licked a long stripe through your folds, groaning at your taste.

You gasped arching your back off the bed, pulling at his hair, “Oh!”. Bolts of electric pleasure shooting along your frayed nerves.

He growled against your core, the husky vibrations travelling up your spine, making you sob out his name. His lips wrapped around your clit, sucking and flicking his tongue over it relentlessly before sliding two thick fingers into your pussy.

“Oh! Fuck!”, you cried out, feeling his digits stretching out your pussy, thrusting in time with the strokes of his tongue. You writhed against him, rolling your hips with his rhythm, your edge falling closer, as your throat released husky moans.

The bristle of his five o’clock shadow burnt against your flesh as he devoured your pussy. His long, thick fingers brushing over all your sensitive spots. Driving you wild.

You sobbed out his name, body wracked with pleasure. You rocked against his face, chasing that delicious peak only he could give you.

His skilful tongue circled your clit mercilessly, dancing back and forth sending shockwaves through your senses. You tugged his hair harshly as your climax erupted, hot waves of euphoria crashing behind your eyes.

Roman smirked against your pussy, giving your folds slow, calculated licks, enjoying as you gasped with each one. Overstimulating your fried nerves. His fingers slowed, before he pressed them into your inner thigh, painting your skin with your dripping slick.

“Good girl”, his husky voice hummed, placing a kiss to the left of your navel.

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Falling next to your body, Roman wrapped his arms around your waist from behind, pulling your svelte form into his broad chest. His head rested in the curve of your neck, lips brushing your skin, “How’s the headache?”.

You hummed happily, “Mmm…Much better but now something else is aching…”. Moving back into him, you rubbed your ass against his throbbing cock. The desperation to feel it drive into you consuming your thoughts.

Roman growled and nipped your shoulder, grinding his shaft further into your inviting body. 

“I could help with that”, you murmured, twisting your arms behind you to wrap around his neck.

His calloused hands ran up and down your stomach before mapping upwards, palming your breasts. His fingers found your nipples, pinching them between his thumb and forefinger. The pleasure hit you in short, sharp bursts, making you rub more fervently into his cock, “Please Roman”.

“Whatever you want princess”, he grunted, kissing over a mark he left behind your ear. He released one of your nipples, allowing him to shove his boxers down freeing his hot, hard cock. You heard the slap of skin against his abs and you whimpered, aching to see it.

Roman lifted your leg backwards, settling it onto his muscled thigh, opening your sopping pussy up to him.

You whined his name and shuddered in anticipation, digging your nails into the back of his neck.

“I know princess, I know”.

He attacked your neck with hot, open mouthed kisses, soaking up each and every one of your reactions. You arched your back further into his chest, “I need you…now”.

Roman groaned, feeling your wet core glide along his pulsing shaft as you shuffled, trying to coax him inside you quickly.

“Please Daddy”, you begged in that soft, low voice you knew he loved.

Without any further hesitation, Roman slid his hard cock deep into your tight pussy, your slick making it easy. You both moaned in pleasure as your wet walls fluttered around his shaft, accommodating his girth and trying to pull him further. The burning stretch heightening the bliss flooding your senses.

“Such a good girl aren’t you?”, he ground out, his voice hoarse with built up desire, “Always so good for Daddy”.

“Move…please…”, you whispered.

Roman sunk his teeth into your shoulder and growled, “Be patient, princess”, he grunted and rutted his hips forward, driving his cock deeper into your core, “I like to feel you wrapped nicely around my thick cock…”.

You whimpered and rolled your hips, urging him to start thrusting into you, desperate to feel him stretching your velvet walls.

“Please”.

Roman pinched your hip and stilled your movements, nipping the junction of your neck in warning, “Fuck”, he cursed when your walls clenched in response, “You feel so good…such a tight little pussy”.

Closing your eyes, you drowned in the overwhelming feelings flooding your senses. Your periphery blurred with frustration and desire. You moaned loudly when you felt the throb of his cock as your core tightened around him more. Roman grinned darkly, pinching and tweaking at your nipples, the raw pleasure bursting through you.

“Daddy!!”, you cried out when the rough pads of his fingers rubbed vigorously over your swollen clit.

“Daddy…Please!! Fuck!!”, your nails sank into his scalp, yanking at his dark locks. You murmured more words but they came out incoherent. Your mind a hazy mess. This seemed to please Roman as his hips lazily began to thrust up into your pussy. The wet sound sinful to your ears.

He groaned loudly in your ear from behind, heavy breaths and pants fanning down your neck. His fingers still rubbed at your clit as his pace picked up, driving himself harder and deeper into you.

Your walls pulsed around his shaft as your orgasm brimmed in the pit of your stomach. The coil tightened perfectly. You tried to hold off, wanting to last longer and revel in the sensations but Roman was making you feel too good.

“Cum for Daddy”, he muttered in your ear, kissing the sensitive spot behind it, his voice thick with lust, “Cum all over my cock princess”.

White hot desire scorched your nerves when your second orgasm ripped through your senses. Nerves thrumming with undeniable pleasure. You heard his stuttered breaths and his pace faltered as he emptied his hot seed into your core.

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As you took in deep breaths to steady your racing pulse, you felt the pounding in your temples returning. A dull, heavy ache making the backs of your eyes sore. You groaned and pressed your face back into the cool pillow whining softly.

“Still hurts?”, Roman’s gruff voice rattled your mind as his hands mapped your waist.

You huffed, leaning into his touch, “Unfortunately”. 

He trailed his fingers down your spine, kissing the back of your neck, his stubble scratching your skin. You shuddered.

“I have an idea”, the deep gravel of his tone weaved into your mind and you bit your bottom lip.

“I think I'm spent in terms of sex”.

Roman chuckled, “Oh yeah, Daddy heard you”. He mockingly repeated your moans from earlier, smirking when he saw the tips of your ears turning pink.

“Roman!”, you slapped him then winced at the sound.

He caught your hand and bit at it, before kissing the tips of your fingers, “Why don’t we just stay in bed princess?”. Roman stretched out lazily next to you, relaxing into the expensive Egyptian cotton bed sheets. He groaned huskily as his limbs clicked.

Moving closer to him, you nuzzled into his side, pressing your cheek to his chest, “Mmmm…sounds like a good idea”.

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