8.

Roman's POV

Angel ran out of the house and left last night. Dean said she was just feeling overwhelmed from seeing everybody, but I knew she left because of me. She always does.

Sasha showed up later that night and by the time she'd gotten there I had already begun drowning my sorrows, vodka shot after vodka shot.


"Fuck," I groaned the next morning as I shut my eyes and rubbed my head. I never get this hungover. I went way too fucking hard last night.

"Mmm, good morning to you too, Daddy," I heard along with the sound of a suctioned pop. I looked under my sheet to find Sasha with her hands wrapped around my dick, sucking on the tip. "Somebody's happy to see me," she said as she continued working on me. I leaned back and rolled my eyes, knowing the combination of my dream from last night and morning wood were the only reasons I was as hard as I currently was. Sasha had nothing to do with it.

I looked down and gently pulled her into my lap, trying to divert where I knew it was headed.

"Come on, you know I've got work soon," I said, grabbing my phone to glance at the time. The truth was I could show up whenever I wanted; it was my gym. I just needed to not be around Sasha right now. She reached down and grabbed my quickly softening cock.
"You don't wanna play?" She asked. I knew she was trying to be cute and seductive, and for the most part, it worked. But today… I just wasn't into it.
"Not today, Sash," I said softly, gently unlacing her fingers laced around me. I slid from under her and placed her back on the bed, grabbing a few things before heading to my bathroom.
"I've gotta start getting ready. I'll see you later, okay?" I asked, not really sure when I'd hit her up again. I need to take a step back, by my chicken ass won't just tell her.
"Wow," she said sarcastically, instantly confusing me.
"'Wow' what?" I asked.
"Nothing it's just," she said as she got out of bed and began putting on her clothes, scattered around my room. "She's barely been back a week and you're already getting soft on me. Pun intended. You're pathetic," she said venomously.
"Go… just, get out," I responded calmly. I stopped in the doorway to my bathroom and looked back at her. She was fucking hot… a total and complete bitch, but for a while, Sasha was almost enough to keep my mind off of Angel, who was a fucking 10.

"Call me when you're not on your period anymore," Sasha seethed as she left my room.
"Yeah, won't happen," I mumbled to myself as I shook my head and went to take a shower.

I stood under the water as remnants of my dream last night came back to me.


"You always knew how to make my toes curl," Angel said out of breath, as I climbed back up, leaving kisses all over her perfect body.
"Who said I was done?" I asked as I entered her in one motion. I buried my head in the pillow and sucked on her collarbone as she adjusted to my size.
"God, you're so fucking tight baby," I moaned as I felt her hips starting to rock under me. I pulled back and snapped my hips forward slowly as she moaned and whined.
"Mmmm, Daddy… don't tease me," she said as she dug her nails into my shoulder blades, knowing how much it turned me on.
"Mmm fuck, babygirl. Tell daddy what you want," I said as I continued to drive in her painstakingly slow. I wanted to hear her beg and I needed her to do it soon. I wasn't sure how long I was going to last. She felt way too fucking good.

"Daddy fuck me… make me scream," she whispered as she licked my ear lobe. That's it, she fucking asked for it.

I sat back on my knees and pulled both her legs over my left shoulder. I grabbed her hips and lifted her ass off the bed before I began pounding into her mercilessly.

"Oh, fuck! Roman, don't you dare fucking stop!" She said between each thrust. I reached down and held both her legs with one arm as my other hand began playing with her nipple. She writhed and moaned under me as I felt her constrict around me.
"Fuck… Ang… Angel," I moaned.


"You've gotta be fucking kidding me!" I heard and looked through the glass shower to see Sasha standing there, watching me masturbate as I moaned Angel's name.

"I fucking knew it," Sasha said, running out of the bathroom, presumably out the clubhouse. I let out a frustrated groan before smirking to myself.

I wasn't mad Sasha caught me jerking off to Angel. I was mad that I didn't get to finish. Fuck that, I miss the real thing.


Welp, here's another chapter. Let me know what you guys are thinking about the story and make sure to let me know who you want Angel to end up with!

#TeamSeth or #TeamRoman ?