"You're staring at her again." Seth's voice sounded behind Roman.
He couldn't help it. She looked so cute in that green and black striped dress. Seth stepped in front of him, cutting off his gaze.
"Are you gonna do something about it soon?" Seth asked.
"I don't know. She's not like the other girls here. I can't just take her to bed and dump her afterwards," Roman answered.
"You could but you won't," Seth said teasingly.
"Even if I wanted to, I don't think I could. She wouldn't let me," Roman said.
"Yeah, you're right. I've never seen her hook up with anybody here. Anyway, good luck," Seth said and walked away again.
Roman looked over at her again. What he wouldn't give to have her just once, to try her, to taste her, to feel her. He had been secretly wanting her for months now. It wasn't as if she was a stranger to him. She worked backstage and he often talked to her. He just couldn't figure out how to approach it. Where most of the girls gladly threw themselves at every superstar they could, she was professional all the way through and never went to bed with any of them. She could flirt sometimes and he loved it when she was in that kind of mood but other times she could be just as cold.
He opened a beer and a bacardi breezer and went over to her.
"Hey Abigail, I brought you a breezer," he said and handed her the drink.
"Thanks Roman," she said, grabbed the bottle and took a sip.
"You look really good tonight. That dress suits you," he said, hoping she would be in a good mood this evening.
"Well, thank you, darling, you're not too bad on the eye yourself," she said.
He smiled to himself. If was one of the good nights.
"Don't you ever get hot?" He asked.
She almost choked on her drink.
"Excuse me?" She asked.
"No, not like that. I mean, it's Summer outside and most of us feel like overheating but you're always dressed from head to toe," he said and looked at her.
Her dress had long sleeves and she was wearing a pair of black leggings underneath it.
"Nah, I'm just a cold ass bitch," she said jokingly, hoping the answer would satisfy him.
"You really should take some of that clothes off so you don't pass out from the heat," he said.
"My my, Roman, if I didn't know any better I'd say you're trying to get me into your bed," she said.
"Damn, busted. Do I have a chance?" He said and laughed.
"You need to get me so drunk that I pass out and then force yourself upon me," she said.
"I can do that," he said jokingly.
"No thanks. Been there, done that, trying to forget it," she said and turned away from him.
His jaw dropped. He wasn't sure whether or not she was still joking but her words had shocked him.
"Abigail, bring us beers!" Kevin shouted from across the room.
"Later," she said to Roman as she was about to go to the table with beers.
"You don't have to work right now. You're off duty at night," he said.
"You're never off duty when you work around needy superstars," she said and walked away.
He saw her grab a case of beer and carry it to the table.
"Gentlemen, here you go," she said and walked away from them again.
His eyes followed her across the room as she went to talk with some of the other crew members. Seth came over to him.
"So?" Seth asked.
"Apparently I need to get her very drunk if I wanna get in her pants," Roman answered.
"She said that?" Seth asked.
"More or less," Roman answered.
"So go for it if it was an invitation," Seth said and smirked.
"Really, Seth?" Roman asked and looked annoyed at Seth.
"Relax, brother, I'm just kidding," Seth said. "But let me see if I can help you."
He walked towards Abigail.
"Oh, for fuck's sake, not this," Roman mumbled to himself as he saw Seth make an ass out of himself, pretending that he wanted to hook up with Abigail.
Her face didn't look happy. Roman hurried to her aid.
"Stop it, Seth. No need to be an ass," Roman said.
"But I think the little lady likes me," Seth said and leaned in as if he wanted to kiss her.
She slapped his cheek, not too hard but not too soft either. Roman grabbed her hand and dragged her away.
"I'm really sorry about Seth. He always has to be an ass," he said apologizing.
"I know that. I've worked around him long enough to know how he is. I also know he doesn't mean anything about it. That's why I didn't slap him hard," she said.
Roman's phone buzzed. He looked down at it.
"Did it work? Does she consider you her hero now?" Seth texted.
Roman gave him an annoyed stare across the room but Seth just laughed. He turned around to face her again but she was gone. He walked over to Seth again.
"Where did she go?" Roman asked.
"I don't know," Seth answered and finished his beer.
He found her 30 minutes later out on the balcony with three empty bottles beside her. He walked out to her. She didn't seem drunk but she was tipsy. So was he. She seemed happy to see him.
"Hey Roman, what brings you out here?" She asked.
"Well, you, to be honest," he answered.
"Really? Don't worry. The wind is cool tonight. I'm not overheating out here," she said, making him laugh.
He went to stand next to her. They looked out on the town. He put his hand over her. She didn't move her hand. He turned his head and saw that she was looking at him. He had to, he just had to do. He leaned in and kissed her, just a little kiss to see how she would react. She let him. She parted her lips and invited his tongue inside. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her in, kissing her more passionately. She wrapped her arms around him as well, holding him close.
"You're so beautiful," he said as he stopped kissing her.
"I bet you say that to all the girls," she said and laughed.
He couldn't help but feel hurt. He actually never said that to anyone but she didn't know that. She just saw him disappear with girls every once in a while. She was never there to hear or see what went down between them.
"Can we go to your room?" She suddenly asked.
He was surprised.
"Sure, if you want to," he managed to answer.
"I want to," she said and smiled.
He grabbed her hand and they walked together to his room.
He locked the door behind them. He turned around and looked at her. She looked nervous. She was pulling on her sleeves as if she was trying to drag them further down.
"We don't have to do anything you don't want. Just tell me and I'll stop," he said.
"It's not that. Can we please turn off the light?" She asked.
He smiled as he walked over to her and put his arms around her waist.
"You don't need to hide your body from me. I like what I see," he said.
"Please, Roman. I don't feel comfortable being naked in front of others," she said.
"Okay, don't worry," he said and hit the light switch.
He was kind of disappointed. He finally had her in his room and he didn't even get to see how she looked.
She pulled off his shirt and gently pushed him down on his bed. He could hear her take off her dress and leggings and then she was on top of him. He felt up and down her body. She was still in her underwear. He unhooked her bra and took it off her. His hands went for her breasts. How many times had he been dreaming about touching them? It felt unreal now that it was finally happening.
She pushed herself down his legs and opened his pants. She dragged them down along with his boxers. She grabbed his dick and started moving her hand up and down. It didn't take many seconds before his dick was hard. She put her lips to it, seperating them, taking him in her mouth. She sucked and licked and he started moaning. After a while she got off him. She took off her panties and went back to sit on his legs. He reached down between her legs to feel her.
"No need to do that," she said.
No kidding, she was wet and ready but he wanted to touch her. He wanted to feel her, to taste her, to pleasure her. He ignored her words and started moving his fingertips on her clit. He moved his hand forward and pushed two fingers inside her. Her breathing got heavy. He removed his hand and grabbed her thighs as he started pushing her up towards his head.
"Get up here," he said.
She moved up to his head, placing herself there. His tongue went up and started licking her clit while his hands were still firmly placed on her thighs, holding her in place as her body started reacting. Her hands were on the wall in front of her and he heard her nails being scratched down it as he made her cum. He smiled in the darkness. He loved the taste of her and how he had made her cum. He just wish he could have seen her.
She pushed herself down again. She grabbed his dick and placed herself on top of it, sliding down on it. She started riding him. He enjoyed every second of it. He grabbed her hips, holding her firmly, as he started thrusting up into her. She was moaning loud. He swung her around so she landed on her back with him still inside her. He kept moving his hips, thrusting into her over and over, while he kissed and bit down on her neck. He felt her muscles squeeze his dick as she came again.
"Oh god, you're so good," she whispered in his ear.
Her words sent him over the edge and he pushed in one last time as he came. He kissed her gently and sucked on her lower lip. He rolled off her, smiling to himself in the dark. She moved as she was trying to get up. He pulled his arm around her waist, holding on to her so she couldn't leave the bed.
"Where do you think you're going?" He said and kissed her neck.
"I'm going to get dressed and then back to my room," she said.
"No, you're not. You're staying here," he said as he held on tighter.
"I don't want an awkward morning where you throw me out like you usually do with the girls you bring home with you," she said.
"I usually throw those girls out before falling asleep," he said and laughed.
"Wow, I feel so special now," she said sarcastically.
"If you don't stay on your own, I'm gonna have to chain you to the bed," he said jokingly.
"I might like that," she said.
He kissed her neck again.
"I bet you would," he said and bit her neck.
"Fine, I'll stay," she said.
He held her close as he fell asleep. She waited until she was sure he was sound asleep. She gently wiggled her way out of his arm. She sat on her knees, feeling her way around on the floor to find her clothes. She didn't dare to turn on the light, afraid he might wake up. She found it and put on her leggings and her dress. It didn't matter with the underwear. She just held it in her hand. She opened the door as quiet as possible and went out of it. She hurried to her own room.