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After Andy left that day, Taylor had noticed Roman seemed a little off. He looked like upset and very angry and Taylor didn't know why. She thought that they were finally on the right track with their relationship, but now he isn't speaking to her and won't look at her. Not counting the times she caught him staring at her with a longing and almost agonized look. She didn't know what to do, she'd tried speaking to him, but he only responded with grunts and curt answers. He even slept in the master bedroom and not with her. Taylor tried asking Dean what was wrong with Roman. He gave her a tight smile, one that didn't reach his eyes, and said, "I don't know." Then he'd walked off, leaving her even more confused than before. It had been two days already.
Taylor came back into the house from the driveway and walked around to find Roman. Andy had come over again and they talked in the driveway for around an hour. At one point, Taylor saw Roman peek out of the window of the house and glare down at them, and then disappeared. The look he gave them worried her, so she made it her mission to go look for him and make him talk to her about his sudden problem with her. She found Roman in the garage after hearing the clanking of iron to iron. Dean and he were shirtless and bench pressing. Taylor froze in the doorway, watching the two men. 'Oh. My. Gosh… Christ, look at them. They're so sweaty. I wanna lick 'em- WAIT! What the heck did I just say that for?' Dean looked up from spotting Roman and saw her staring. He smirked at her and went back to focusing on Roman. Taylor took a deep breath. 'Focus, Taylor!' Taylor cleared her mind of the dirty thoughts and stepped into the humid garage.
Roman finished his set and put the bar back on the rack. He released a heavy breath and sat up on the bench. He saw Taylor approaching him and he got up before she could say anything, missing the look of dejection come across her face, and he walked over to the dumbells and grabbed the 80s and went to work on his set of curls. He was internally fuming at Taylor's behavior. 'Why the hell is she talking to other guys? I'm supposed to be her one and only! Not David, not Bo, and not that other one! Just me! She is mine. Can't she see how mad this shit makes me?!' Roman's thoughts only made him angrier and he only pumped harder.
Dean watched the the whole thing in silence. He watched Roman brush Taylor off and he watched how her face fell. Dean knew why Roman was upset. Roman felt like the girl belonged to him alone, and in a way she did. He saw how they looked at each other and the risk they were taking in being together, but that didn't stop them. But he also knew that Roman was being a hypocrite, since he himself was with the girl and her mother. And what Roman fails to understand is that his lover is not only attractive, but she's a teenager, a hormonal teenager, who is going to be very social and be attracted to just more than one person, as a teenager should. That's another aspect in their relationship that caused Dean to worry for Roman, because Taylor is young and she probably isn't going to want to settle down so early in her life. Taylor sat down on the bench that Roman previously occupied and let a silent tear slide down her face before she wiped it away. Roman had rejected her and she felt like crap. Back to feeling like that helpless girl she was when her father was still around. Roman said he'd be there for her no matter what and take care of her, but now he won't even speak to her. She felt like that was a slap harder than the ones her father dished out.
Dean heard the girl sniffle and turned to look at her. He could see how she suffered in silence, staring longingly at Roman. Her face was devoid of any emotion and she didn't make a sound, and to Dean it seemed like she was all too used to bottling up her emotions and staying quiet to stay out of trouble. But her eyes gave her away. He could see the silent pain in those expressive eyes. Dean looked backed Roman, who remained deliberately oblivious, and rolled his eyes. As he sat down, Roman walked out of the garage mumbling something about getting a water. He walked from behind the rack and sat on the bench next to Taylor, who was in a trance like state. She flinched hard when he put his hand on her shoulder.
Dean gave her a slight smile. "Sorry. I didn't mean to startle you." Taylor just shook her head. Dean sighed. "Hey, kid. You okay?" She shook her head again. "Come on… Can you at least speak to me? Ya know… Use your words.." The girl looked up at him and he could see the tears threatening to spill. Shen opened her mouth as though she were going to say something, but shut it quickly when a choked sob escaped. Dean put his hand on her head and pulled her into an embrace. She buried her face in his sweaty chest and he soon felt the warmth of fresh tears on his pec, her body shook with her sobbing. He wrapped his other arm around her small frame and let her cry. They sat that way until the young girl's sobs turned into small sniffles. Dean sat and rubbed her back and waited for her to be ready to talk. Dean didn't know why he felt the need to comfort the girl, but he did. Taylor turned her head and so her ear was to Dean's chest. His heartbeat soothed her. She sniffled again.
"What did I do wrong?" She asked.
"You didn't do anything. Roman's just being a man right now." Taylor furrowed her brow in confusion.
"I don't understand."
"You wouldn't, it's a man thing, kiddo. His ego is just a little bruised, that's all."
"Why?" Dean sighed. The only way to explain this was to be blunt, but he didn't want the girl to feel like a commodity of some sort.
"Because that boy that's been coming up here and talking to you. Roman sees how excited you get when you see him and he just wants you to look at him that way. It's just how men are, we're possessive creatures by nature so when we get a prime dime like yourself", Taylor giggled, "We just don't want anyone else trying to claim you for theirs...If that makes sense."
"So lemme get this straight… Roman's mad at me, because he's jealous?" She said indignantly. Dean nodded. He looked down at her when he felt her body go rigid. He watched as emotions flickered over her face, from sadness to annoyance to anger. He wanted to laugh, he really did. The entire situation made him want to literally roll on the floor laughing from the stupid misunderstandings, but he held it in, wanting to see the fallout first...and then laugh. "Ugh! He's such a jerk!" Ok, he'll admit it, a snort might have escaped him then.
"Yeah. Yeah, he can be. You'll grow to love it, or at least tolerate it. Hey, look at me." Dean's breath caught when wet brown eyes stared into his icy blues. 'Jeez.. I dunno how Roman can make such a beautiful girl cry like this. If she was mine, I'd make her cry tears of pleasure while I pounded her tight pussy...', he thought. A bit startled by where his mind was going he refocused his attention onto the girl recently plaguing his mind with sinful thoughts. Dean tucked hairs stuck to her sweaty forehead behind her ears and wiped her tears off her face gently with his thumbs. He put his hands on her cheeks and squeezed her face and laughed when she started to resemble a fish. "Now you know why he's been acting like an ass, so no more tears and shit. You are much too pretty for that! And now you can make him make it up to you for being jealous for no reason and being mean." He said while shaking her head side to side, making her giggle wildly. After coming down from their giggle fit, Dean released Taylor and went to slide back only to be pulled into a hug from the petite girl. Recovering from his shock, Dean wrapped his arms around her small frame and squeezed. Dean tried his best to ignore how perfectly her body molded to his. He tried to ignore the warmth he felt when she was near, and how his heart fluttered when she smiled at him. He heard her mumble a 'Thank you' into his neck. "You're very welcome, Taylor." When she pulled back, he tightened his arms around her waist, not ready to let go.
"Mr. Ambrose?" Dean looked into her eyes.
"Call me, Dean." She looked back at him transfixed in his intense stare. Dean felt how her body slowly and subconsciously became pliant, submitting to him. He felt himself grow hot as he stared into her eyes. All the while Taylor's breathing became faster and shallower. She didn't understand what was going on, but she'd be damned if she was gonna stop it. His gaze dropped to her lips when she suddenly licked them. He felt himself getting hard in his shorts. Everything seemed to disappear as he lazily dragged his gaze over the girl's face. But those eyes were what he kept being drawn back to. Those expressive eyes that spoke volumes. Told all her secrets and revealed her emotions. And right now, her pupils were dilated wide and all he could see in those eyes was lust. Pure lust, but the innocence that was packaged with it drove him crazy. He wanted to tie her down and show her every sexually depraved thing he knew. He wanted to give her body a workout. Make her is desperate and wanton sex slave. 'Fuck yeah...' He didn't know how it happened, but he was suddenly inches away from her face, their noses almost touching. He angled his head and slowly drew his face closer to hers. He watched her eyes flutter shut when their lips were a breath apart. Dean closed his eyes, his lips barely making contact with her soft, pink ones when the garage door was suddenly being yanked open. Taylor and Dean jumped away from each other quickly and sat on the opposites sides of the bench. Dean was trying to adjust the half chubbie in his shorts and Taylor was trying to regulate her breathing.
Roman came stomping back in the garage, barely glancing at the two and went back to his workout. He sat down at the chest press machine and ignored the other two people in the room. Not noticing the strange looks that had taken over their faces, each engaged in their own inner turmoil. Taylor was so confused. She was about to kiss Mr. Am- erm, Dean and was excited to do it. She wanted to know how he kissed. When he put his rough, calloused hands on her skin she felt herself shudder with anticipation, But she was with Roman.. Why is she thinking those thoughts if she's already with Roman? Does that make her slut? She was beginning to think she was simply a bad person.
Dean was at war with himself, his body wanted to plunge into the depths of Taylor's sweet core and make her scream his name over and over again. He wanted her juices running down his chin as he ate her out. He wanted to feel her moan around his cock as he fucked her throat. He wanted to feel her pussy stretch and quiver as he slid into her. He wanted to nibble , lick, and leave love bites all over her body and claim her. But his mind said no. She was with Roman, his best friend. Hell, he was more like his brother than anything else. Roman was family and he couldn't do that to him. Because it's bros before hoes, right? Right? Not that Taylor is a hoe, but ya know...
Dean thought it'd be better if he just went up to take a shower. Away from Taylor. Being in such close proximity with her makes him unable to think or make rational decisions. He gets up from the bench and walks over to the door, but before he moves past Taylor, he leans down and whispers, "Give him hell." She smiled at him and he returned it. He walked out of the humid garage, forcing himself not to look back at the girl. It would only cause more trouble and unwanted feelings. She was going to be a very unwanted temptation.
Taylor snapped out of her thoughts when the door of the garage slammed shut. She looked over to where Roman was working out. Her eyes narrowed at him. She couldn't believe Roman was acting like some little kid about something so dumb. He was jealous. But why is what she wanted to know, not once had she'd made a move on another guy or flirted with someone. Well, what about Dean?, an annoying voice in her head reminded her. 'That...that was different..' Yeah. That was different. But anyway, Roman was acting ridiculous. So, if he was gonna be ridiculous, so was she. 'Alright. If he wants to play, we'll play.' With her mind made up Taylor forced a smile on her face and walked over to where Roman was exercising and stood right in front of him, swinging her hips tantalizingly. Roman tried to look anywhere but at the girl in front of him, but his eyes were drawn to her swinging hips. He wanted to put his mouth on them. Fuck.
"Hey, Roman." She said with a sickly sweet voice. Roman gave her a curt nod in acknowledgement. "Sooo, Andy came over today.." Roman grunted in annoyance. "And you know we were talkin' and whatever and we started talkin' about people's bodies." Roman perked up at this, but feigned ignorance. "And he said that I had the perfect body", Roman immediately dropped the bars of the machine and glared up at Taylor.
"What?" He growled. Taylor suppressed a shiver and continued her teasing. She turned her back on Roman and ran her hands down her body.
"Yeah, he said that I look really good. I told him I thought my butt wasn't the perkiest, but he said that it was and that he could grab a nice handful of it." Taylor glanced over her shoulder and almost laughed. It looked like Roman had steam coming out of his ears, he was so angry. Emboldened by her successful teasing, she shook her ass. Roman scowled at the girl. He felt like he would explode at any moment from anger and admittedly, lust. Watching the girl parade around still made his dick hard. He disgusted himself with how much he wanted her and how easily he lost control around her. He watched as she turned around to face him. His eyes widened when she cupped her own breasts, an innocent look on her face.
"But then I told him that I thought my chest was too big. I mean a 40 Double D is just too much, ya know?" She bit her lip when Roman groaned. The noises he made when they were intimate never failed to make her tingle. But now was not the time to get distracted. "Andy said I was just being ridiculous again. He said they were sexy. I asked him how he knew and he told me it was because all guys thought that. He said guys like to grab them and suck on them. Then he grabbed mine."
Roman's eyes snapped back up to Taylor's. He didn't move. He didn't speak. He was so in shock he couldn't even think properly. Thoughts were banging off the walls inside of his head too quickly for him to grab onto one. When the shock wore off, a mask of absolute fury came over Roman's face. Taylor dropped her hands and took a step back, that look was one she'd seen all too often. She was beginning to think that she'd taken the game too far. Before she could say something to him or apologize, Roman had quickly stood and grabbed her roughly by the arms, making her yelp loudly. She tried to wiggle from out of his hold, but he was too strong. Roman started shaking her.
"He touched you?!" He roared. "What the hell is wrong with you?! You are mine! Why did he touch you?! Why did you let him?! I'LL KILL HIM!" Tears sprung in her eyes.
"Stop! Stop it! Let me go! Roman, please!" She exclaimed, tears streaming down her face as Roman handled her roughly. Her screaming didn't seem to register to him at all, he continued to shake her while screaming obscenities and threats. "STOP! You're just like my dad!" Roman froze as her words sunk in. No better than her father. The father that beat her as a child. The father that cut her down with words and fists without remorse. The father who he caught in this same position a few days ago. Shit. He quickly released Taylor and backed away hastily. He tripped over his own feet and landed on his ass onto the floor of the garage. Roman looked up to see Taylor crying, her whole body trembling. He cursed himself over and over again for his own rashness. His impulsive behavior put that look of helplessness and anguish on her face and it made him physically hurt seeing her that way. But he had no one to blame but himself. He stood to his feet and made his way over to Taylor so that he could embrace her, his felt crushed when she backed away from him.
"D-don't touch me…", She said shakily. "He didn't touch me!" Through his haze of rejection, Roman became confused.
"What?"
"Andy never touched me! I just told you that to make you jealous!" Now Roman was even more confused.
"What? Why? Why did you lie?"
"Because you were already actin' like a jealous asshole for no reason! So I thought to give you one, you jerk! I'm yours, I know that! I would never cheat on you!" She exclaimed, her voice shaking. She collapsed to her knees. "Y-you're the only guy I ever loved… I trust you." She put her face in her hands and let herself cry. A real cry. All the anguish and pain she'd gone through in her life, the strange and new feelings she'd experienced since meeting this man, and Dean, the feelings that scared and confused her came pouring out. She hated these times, the rare occasions when the floodgates opened and all she could do was sob and yearn for a comforting touch.
Roman kneeled down and slowly crawled over to where Taylor was rocking back and forth. He sat down in front of her and pulled her into his embrace, ignoring the pang of hurt in his chest when she stiffened up. "I'm so sorry, baby. I'm so fucking sorry." Roman gathered her into his arms and sat her on his lap. He rocked them back and forth, apologizing repeatedly, letting Taylor cry into his chest, and regretting everything up 'til now. "Please, baby. I'm sorry. You're right, I am an asshole and I should've trusted you and I fucked up. I'm sorry baby. Please forgive me." Taylor had stopped crying and laid still in Roman's arms, listening to his apologies.
"I dunno, Roman. Why wouldn't you trust me? You're all that I want. You're all that I have." She whispered.
"Please, baby girl, please. I-I love you." Roman shocked them both with his words. Not once in his life had he'd told someone those words. Most people in his own family had never heard those words from his mouth. Taylor looked up at Roman with something akin to awe.
"You love me?"
"So much Taylor. That's why act like a complete jackass when I think someone is trying to take you from me. I don't know what comes over me I ju-.." Taylor cut of his ramblings with a kiss which Roman eagerly returned. He reached up and gripped Taylor's neck, plunging his tongue into her mouth. Taylor tentatively raised her hand to hold onto Roman's shoulder. She moaned into his mouth, his expert tongue making her desire him. Roman escaped the mind numbing kiss and laid Taylor down on the floor.
"Oh baby. I'm gonna make love to you. I want you to feel my love deep inside you." He said huskily. Taylor moaned in response. Roman made quick work of their clothes until they were both lying there naked. "One second", he said. He didn't want to take her on the cold floor, but he didn't have the patience to take her upstairs. Roman found several old blankets that had been kept down in the garage and he picked them up and laid them out for a more comfortable spread. He laid Taylor on the blankets and reclaimed her lips with his own. He dominated her mouth and felt her moans vibrate on his tongue. He ran his hands over her shoulders and slowly down to her chest. Taylor squeaked when Roman tweaked one of her nipples making him smirk. Roman ran his fingertips over Taylor's taut stomach feeling the muscles tighten and quiver under his fingers. He slid his hand down her side and came to a stop at the curve of her ass and squeezed. Taylor broke free from the kiss and gasped harshly when she felt Roman's long fingers graze her sex. Roman latched onto her neck, biting and nipping at the delicate skin. Her body became so sensitive under Roman's touch. He knew how to light her body on fire. She never knew she could be so responsive to someone. Roman sat up and moved down to Taylor's crossed legs and sat back on his knees. He put his hands on her thighs parting them slightly.
"Spread your legs wide for me, Kitten. Show me that pretty pussy." He growled. Taylor bit her bottom lip and whimpered. She shuffled her feet apart some and looked up at Roman for approval. Roman growled deep in his chest and shook his head. "Wider", he said. Taylor started squirming under Roman's scrutinizing stare. She parted her legs even more and didn't stop until she saw Roman's gaze zero in on her pussy and he licked his lips. She felt so wrong, so dirty exposing herself to him. But the way Roman looked at her with such hunger made her wet and frustrated. She wanted Roman to touch her and make the pain go away. She wanted to feel him inside of her and feel his cock slamming into the spot that made her see stars. Thinking about it made her entire body feel hot. Her breathing came in shallow pants and her face and ears turned a shade of red. Roman laid on his belly and inhaled her intoxicating scent. He wanted to thrust home and pound her pussy until they both came hard enough to go numb, but he said he was gonna make her feel good and that's what he intended to do. He kissed her inner thighs and licked her from her knees down to her cleft making her squirm and writhe under him.
"Please. Please, Roman." Taylor cried out when Roman nipped at the skin just next to her entrance with his teeth. She bucked her hips when he lavished the same spot with his tongue. "I-I mean Daddy. Please Daddy?"
"Please what, Kitten?" He asked as he nuzzled her thigh. His facial hair rubbing against her skin. The feeling made her shiver with anticipation. "Answer me, baby girl." Oh God. He was gonna make her say it.
"Please touch me, Daddy."
"I am touching you, baby. C'mon, tell me what you want. Use your big girl words for Daddy." Taylor whined in frustration and bucked her hips towards Roman, who chuckled at her expense.
"P-please put your mouth on me, Daddy. Your tongue feels so good." She all but whimpered.
"Fuuuck yeah. I want your sweetness on my tongue." Roman groaned. He kissed her pussy and then he slid his tongue in between her folds. Taylor arched into the sensation, moaning loudly. Roman licked and sucked her clit, flicking his tongue over the sensitive nub.
"Uuuhhhhhh… oh fuck...uuhhnnn…" Taylor arched her back ridiculously high as Roman feasted on her. She clawed at the sheets under her trying to gain purchase from the sensations racking her body. Roman draped a heavy arm over her hips to keep her from wiggling away from him. Roman could feel Taylor's thighs shaking from either side of his head signaling she was close. He slid a thick finger into her so he could ready her for his cock. Taylor groaned as Roman's meaty digit penetrated her. He pumped his finger in and out of her tight hole, massaging her walls while sucking on her clit. He slipped another finger inside of her, scissoring and stretching her out for him. Roman plunged his fingers deep and curled them inside of her and pressed on her G spot. He took pleasure in Taylor's scream.
"Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuuckk…. Daddy!" She cried out breathless. "I th-think I'm gonna cuuummmfuck!" Roman growled and rubbed at her spot relentlessly and nipped at her sensitive bud. Taylor futilely tried to buck against Roman's hold on her, but was held firmly in place. She was forced to take the pleasure and try to not pass out from its intensity. She felt like she couldn't breathe with Roman working her over so good. She struggled against Roman. She was teetering near the edge of oblivion and was trying desperately not go over, she didn't think she would be able handle it. Taylor tried to sit up and move only to have Roman force her back down. He took his mouth off of her and gave her a wolfish grin. The rhythm of his fingers never stopped. Taylor's head thrashed from side to side as she writhed underneath Roman. She tried once more to move, but failed as Roman continued his assault.
"Please, Daddy! I c-can't… pl-please."
"Oh, baby, yes you can. Now lie back and let me make you cum." Roman quickened the pace of his fingers pushing on her spot. Taylor cried out and wound her hands through Roman's hair. She could feel her orgasm gnawing at her. Her stomach contracted with the impending climax and her nerves were on fire. Roman sucking on her swollen nub was all it took. She came apart wailing, entire body trembling. She tugged fiercely on Roman's locks as she came, needing something stable to hold on to. Roman lapped at her juices as she came, relishing her flavor. She let out a strangled moan as her body went limp with exhaustion. Roman finger fucked her through her orgasm and continued to rub at her sensitive insides while she was trying to come down from her orgasm. Roman removed his fingers and waited for Taylor to look up at him before he put the wet digits in his mouth and sucked her juices off of them.
"Mmmm. Delicious." He said. Roman gave Taylor a chance to catch her breath before he descended on her again. He licked and finger fucked her to another orgasm. Taylor's back arched high when she came for the second time, straining against Roman's hot mouth. Her entire body tensed as he brought her over the brink again, with her mouth open in a silent scream. Roman ran his hands up her body and pinched her nipples, rolling them between his fingers as he lavished her with his tongue. Taylor whined as Roman fucked her with his mouth. She was trembling under him and panting for air. The two orgasms he had just given her made her weak and vulnerable to whatever Roman had planned for her body, but as he kept flicking his tongue over her clit, she could feel another orgasm building. She didn't think she could handle another so soon. She pushed at Roman's head, trying to dislodge his sinful mouth from her pussy. Taylor screamed when he sucked on her clit. Her toes curled and she shook hard. Her weak attempts at moving Roman failed. She let out a sob when she felt fingers inside her again. She was so sensitive and everything felt too good.
"Daddy.. Daddy, please. Not again. Pl-please f-fuck me, Daddy... I need you inside me."
Roman finally took his mouth off of Taylor, who sighed in relief, and looked up at her. He was a little surprised by her request, but was he gonna deny it? Hell no. As much as he loved gorging on her sweet pussy, his raging hard on was aching for her tight heat. Roman sat back on his heels and pumped his hard cock as he looked down at Taylor. Her face was flushed, her ebony hair was fanned out around her head, framing it like a dark halo, her body twitched and shook lightly, and she was covered in a light sheen of sweat. He looked down in between her thighs and saw how wet her pussy was. He ran a finger between her slick folds and grinned when her legs twitched.
"Mmmm, baby, you're so damn wet. You dirty girl, making a mess. So fucking wet for me." Taylor bit her lip. Roman's dirty talk turned her so much she thought she could cum from listening to him talk. "You want my cock, Kitten? Hmm? You want me to abuse your little hole with my fucking cock? I'll pound that pussy so hard you won't be able to walk for days, baby girl." He said as he roughly yanked her towards him. "But you're not ready for that yet. Don't worry, we'll get there." He lowered himself onto her, betwixt her legs and ground himself against her. He nibbled on her earlobe, making her moan out loud. "But let's see how many times I can make you cum without stopping." He whispered hotly. He grabbed himself and tapped the head of his cock against Taylor's entrance. Her hips involuntarily bucked. Roman rubbed the head against her swollen clit before he slowly began entering her. Taylor groaned as Roman's thickness split her open. She honestly wondered how something so big could fit in somewhere so small. Unknowingly, she moved her hips in small circles, guiding Roman deeper inside of her. When he had a little more than half of his cock inside Taylor, he attached his lips to hers. Roman began thrusting shallowly into Taylor, trying to let her get accustomed to his girth. She was clenched tightly around him. He could feel her pussy clenching and unclenching around him, massaging his dick. It took all of his control to not thrust wildly into her love tunnel and let it suck his orgasm from him. When Taylor began rolling her hips, Roman slightly quickened the pace of his thrusts. His patience was quickly running out and his need to thrust was becoming too great. Taylor's tight, wet channel was gripping him in a way that would drive him insane, if he didn't begin to move like he wanted to. He groaned loudly.
"Baby, I need to move now." He grunted. Taylor nodded and wiggled her hips. Roman pulled out until only the head of his cock was inside of Taylor. Taylor moaned at the loss of his large fuckstick, but it quickly turned into a scream of surprise and pleasure when Roman slammed back into her. Roman relentlessly drilled into Taylor, who thrashed violently under him. He rocked her forward with the force of his thrusts, her breasts bounced with each one.
"Fuck! Fuck! FUUUCK! Daddy.." Taylor cried out. She gripped tightly to Roman as he fucked into her. She bit her lip hard to keep from crying out too loudly. She could feel tears pricking the corners of her eyes from Roman's brutal pace. His cock was so big and unrelenting inside of her, she felt him everywhere. His large body looming over her, the scent of sex and Roman's natural musk surrounded her. His dirty words being whispered into her ear. The deep, husky timbre of his voice making her shiver. She was drowning in all things Roman. She didn't think it could get any better than that. Until Roman stopped mid thrust and wrapped his arms around her upper body and squeezed her close to his chest. She could feel his hot breath on her neck. He angled his hips and drove into her, hitting her G Spot dead on. If it was possible to blackout during a moment like that, Taylor's sure she did, because when she came to Roman was still fucking into her remorselessly while pushing on her spot. "Aaahhaaa! Mmmhhhaaa! Fffff! Shit!" Taylor forced out. She couldn't form a coherent thought with the pleasure overriding her system. She tried to cling onto Roman as much as she could inside his hold on her. Roman could feel her arching up against him and trembling something fierce. He could feel her pussy throbbing and quivering as he assaulted the tight hole. He thrust quicker into her, wanting to feel her cum on his cock. Roman bit down on her neck and watched in fascination as her eyelids fluttered shut, her jaw dropped open and she screamed for him. "DUH-DADDY!" She convulsed harshly as he fucked her through her orgasm. Taylor's body stayed tense as Roman continued to thrust. Her body was hot everywhere. She was sweating and short of breath, her last orgasm left her dizzy. She looked at Roman, who looked back at her. He claimed her mouth in a scorching kiss. It was rough and sloppy and absolutely perfect. All tongues and teeth. Next thing they knew, Taylor was screaming into Roman's mouth as an unexpected orgasm ripped through her. Roman sucked on her tongue and moaned as she squeezed his cock. Roman pulled out of her. Roman released her and sat back on his knees. He looked down at the shaking, crying girl and suddenly remembered something he had been meaning to try with her. He grabbed the back of her knees and pushed them up to her ears. He growled in approval. "Mmmm, fuck. My flexible girl." Taylor looked up at him with a look of curiosity and fear. She felt her face heat up with the question she was going to ask.
"Wh-what's this position?" She asked, feeling fully exposed to Roman's greedy gaze. She saw the fire of renewed lust blaze in Roman's eyes. She swallowed hard.
"Well. It's called the Viennese Oyster, but I like to call it Breathe." He said as he grabbed his cock and made to slide back into her. After popping the head past her tight ring, he pressed her knees into the ground on either side of her head.
"Why do you c-call it that?" She squeaked as Roman's cock penetrated her. He suddenly slammed his hips into hers, driving all the air out of her lungs with a noisy whoosh.
"I call it that because you won't be able to, Kitten. Fuck, you feel good. I'm gonna put this cock in your fucking gut." He said, nuzzling her neck. Taylor could do nothing more but let out a strained whimper. Roman began pounding into Taylor, holding her down as he did so. She couldn't move in this position and it was driving her out of her head. The fat head of Roman's dick rammed itself into her spot over and over again. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as Roman pummeled her pussy. Roman kissed the tears of pleasure away and continued to batter her pelvis. He could feel her close to cumming again. Her pussy was getting tighter and tighter around him. He was getting close to cumming himself. He could feel the familiar flames of pleasure licking and pooling in his belly. His balls were heavy and aching to burst a load in the tight pussy, but he wanted Taylor to bust for him again.
"You gonna cum for me, baby? You gonna cum hard on Daddy's dick, huh?" He whispered hotly in her ear. "I'm so deep, baby. So deep inside your hot, wet pussy." He saw her eyebrows furrow and watched her bite her lip harder. They both trembled with unreleased tension. "Fuck, Tay! You like how I fuck you, baby? Uggh, my little slut! Do you feel me in your chest, baby? You like how deep I am?" Tears streamed down Taylor's face as the pleasure built inside her, as Roman took her higher and higher. She felt like Icarus flying too close too the sun. This would only end with her crashing head first into a pleasure she'd never known could exist.
"D-duh-daddy...no.." She mewled. It was a last ditch effort to not lose herself completely in Roman. In the sensations he caused. In the feelings.
"No, baby. Don't tap out now. Cum. Cum for me, right now!" He ground out as his thrust became robotic. Taylor shut her eyes and let go. She came so hard she was unable to utter sound. She came with a broken sob. She quaked and trembled like a leaf in the wind until she passed out. Roman threw his head back in pleasure as Taylor came undone for him. She squeezed so tightly around him it felt like she was gonna take his dick off. Roman pulled out hastily and roared as he shot his fat, creamy load onto the floor. He collapsed on top of her, exhausted. After a few moments, Roman rolled them over so he was laying in his back with Taylor's unconscious body draped on top of him. Roman quivered with the aftershocks of his intense orgasm. He had had the most agonizing, powerful, and all consuming orgasm of his life. The girl laying on top of him ceased to surprise him. He knew he cared deeply for her already, but the feelings she created inside of him ensured he would never let her go. Nothing would stop him from being with her.
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Elsewhere in the house, Dean Ambrose was moaning loudly as he yanked on his hard cock. A deep blush covered his cheeks as he pleasures himself. That girl. That girl was quickly becoming an unhealthy obsession for him. He saw how she looked when she came and it was beautiful. How her eyes squeezed shut, eyebrows furrowed and her mouth was ajar as she gave in to the wicked pleasure overtaking her body. Her screams. Her moans. Her fucking tears. All of it turned him on immensely. One glimpse of the two undulating bodies on the floor of the garage had him harder than a rock quicker than he would like to admit. He imagined himself rocking in and out of Taylor, making her cry out for him. Kissing those plump pink lips. Ohh, those lips. He imagined them around his cock, sucking and nibbling on him. As Dean was reaching his peak, a phone went off near him. He paused briefly and went back to trying to bust a nut. He let the phone ring and relaxed after it had stopped, but not 5 seconds after it stopped, it began again. His fantasy thoroughly ruined, Dean snatched the phone of its base, pressed a button and brought it up to his ear.
"What?" He snarled. There was a long pause on the other end of the line and Dean was becoming even more annoyed. "Hello?!" Then a distinctly female voice rang out through the speaker.
"Who the hell is this?"
A/N: So yeah here this is. Thanks for hanging in there with me, guys. You fucking rock. Review, pretty please! I'm sorry this was such a shit chapter!