Whatever time of night it was they were both wide awake now and he could feel his heart racing as she slid her palm down his now bare chest. Roman cleared his throat and looked around feeling very turned on and not sure what the plan was here or how undressed he was supposed to be.
"Okay um so how did you uh want to do this..."
Now it was his turn to stammer and swallow the lump in his throat.
Emily smiled and met his eyes "Oh, you are so adorable when you're nervous Roman." And she tip-toed her fingers back up his naked chest and moved to kiss him right where his heart was pounding so rapidly. He felt his breath so fast in his chest as she lifted her head to lock her eyes with his, her lips still pressed right to his heart that he was sure she could feel race even faster under her lips.
His eyes were so wide as he watched her kissing across his chest, feeling the softness of her lips on his skin and she leaned up and licked and sucked on the side of his neck, her body moving in, still straddling his lap.
Roman reached out and cradled her hips in his palms, sliding his hands under his shirt on her, braving his own feel of skin-on-skin contact more too as she moved, and his head fell back as her lips curled around the hollow of his throat. He moaned and gripped her hips tighter and felt her hands winding up around his neck, pulling him closer.
After a few moments and more of her sweet lips on his throat, making him feel like jelly as she moved her small body around, just slow and teasingly on his lap, she pulled back breathless and looked back at him. His hands had just barely gripped her smooth hips, enjoying the movement they were doing all on their own as he just let the softness of her skin slip between his fingers.
"Sorry massage...that was the plan right?" Emily breathed out.
She looked radiant in his arms and God he wanted more of this; her body molded to him like this. Just less clothes between them, he thought. But the same delicious movements she was already doing were making his ache for how good she would feel when he did finally feel her like that around him...letting him fill her and showing her how much he wanted...
Roman shook his head, trying to jar his brain to actually function and forced the thoughts away.
He nodded numbly and had nothing in him to speak right then but he hated feeling her slide off his lap and pouted up at her, giving her his best puppy eyes.
She stuck her lip out at him too and made the cutest face. "Ohhh sorry Baby, I'll be right back. I will just go get the oil and a few towels, but you can maybe change into shorts. I am not ready for the full au natural massage experience if that's okay. Then lay down and wait for me."
Roman nodded again, trying to process all that information with way too little blood in his brain. He was biting his bottom lip to not have his voice shaky the next time he did speak and was grateful to know the boundaries they were setting. Then before she left, she leaned back in for a quick kiss, and he put his hands in his lap, hiding how awake he was from everything she had been doing.
"Thats more than okay, " he said softly against her lips, and she smiled tugging on his pouty lip and sucked it between her teeth, making him moan slightly. God this woman had no idea what she did to him.
She smoothed his hair down from it likely going all over when she pulled his shirt up, and he reached on his wrist for his hair tie to discover it wasn't there.
Emily smiled again pointing to her own wrist and then when it looked like she was going to pass it to him she stuck her tongue out and pulled her own hair up in a high bun and tied it up with his elastic. "Nope I like it and you need to find another one. I adopted this one and need it to keep my hair out of my face to give you your amazing massage."
Roman glared playfully at her. "You are such a tease. You keep adopting all of my things..." he snarked back at her. "I wonder what is next?" And he was already up and off the bed digging around in his suitcase hoping to find another elastic. He needed to remember to add a pack of elastics to the boots and phone he needed to pick up when he went shopping tomorrow.
Emily giggled again. "Not my problem, hurry up and change and get your hot ass in that bed and relax. I will be right back."
Roman smirked and made a face, wiggling his butt at her. "Yes ma'am. Bossy!"
He was bent over by the suitcase when he turned back to keep looking for a hair tie and jumped in surprise as she slapped his ass on the way by to the bathroom.
Emily was laughing and shrieked as he tried to grab for her and she scooted over to the bathroom, the one sleeve of his white dress shirt slipped down from her shoulder as she looked back at him from the doorway. "Damn right I am! I'll be as bossy as I damn well please... Mr. Reigns. You want that massage you better obey and lay down or you get nothing, and I go right to sleep."
Roman laughed and chased her and she slammed the door in his face. He stood right at the closed door and could hear her giggling on the other side. Wow did he find a fiery girl. He was loving every second of it.
He backed away from the door and tried to sound defeated. "Fine Baby girl you win. You want to be the boss. You can be as bossy as you want to me. Don't think I won't get you back another time though..."
Man, they were being pretty loud for late at night so he figured he would check quickly on their prisoner and make sure he was still out. Dean had given him enough drugs to keep him quiet and unconscious for the night and they would deal with him in the morning again but with her slamming doors he wasn't sure if the cop would startle awake.
Roman moved to the nightstand and grabbed up the syringe and opened it and quickly made his way to the closet. Sure enough the cop was just starting to move around and wake up. He had fed him, even though he thought he didn't deserve it earlier when she was asleep, and he had some water then too so he should damn well be fine till morning now.
So, he quickly gave him the tranquilizer and watched him slump back down to lean back on the wall, his hands still cuffed above him on the clothes rod. Closing the closet all was good, he quickly made sure the motel room door and window were locked before hurrying back to the other side of the room to change.
Roman moved back to the suitcase and was already slipping out of the PJ pants and into some mesh blue gym shorts. He laid down on his stomach in the middle of the bed and tucked her pillow up under his head. He was going to enjoy smelling her by his head while she rubbed his back and any other part of him she wanted to.
He was already focusing to get an iron grip of his body's control right now. This was supposed to be relaxing and he was determined to enjoy it and not let things go any further than she was comfortable with at all.
Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes and let himself sink into the mattress. He tried to remember a time that anyone had done anything this relaxing for him, this selfless, this sweet. He made a mental note to definitely return the favor to her whenever she felt ready to.
He felt himself falling asleep already while waiting for her, he could not keep his eyes open. A soft voice was right by his ear, and he pulled his eyes to half mast, eager to see her. "Feeling good sweetie?" Emily whispered.
Roman moaned and barely lifted his head. "Oh yes, so good just laying here eagerly waiting for you," he mumbled into the pillow.
"Quick question, um does Dr. Reigns have anything for me to ease the ache the bruises and stitches are starting to give me? I really want to focus on you, and I don't want it to hurt to use my strength to ease your muscles from all the stress Roman."
He pulled himself to sitting and nodded at her. "Um yeah sure Beautiful, I can give you something for that and more or less numb the pain that is starting to get worse. The pain reliever we had in the IV bag would have worn off by now I can see what else I packed that will help numb any aches you have if you want to try something else?"
"Sure, yes I trust you Roman, whatever you think would be best we can try." Emily moved back away from the side of the bed, and he ran his hands down her arms and smiled up at her.
He got up and moved to go digging around the med bag on the table that he had brought back from the hospital to see what options they had.
Looking around in it, he saw a bottle of tramadol that he had grabbed and took two tablets out and passed them to her along with a water bottle on the nightstand. "These should help with all of that and sooth the pain quickly. Just promise me you will keep letting me know how you are feeling and if any pain gets worse."
He cradled her face in his palms tilting her head up to him after she took the pills and put the water bottle back down. "I mean it Baby girl. No being strong with this. You tell me if anything hurts too much at all at any time. " He accentuated all the words with a raise of his brows too. "As your doctor and your freaking Superman I want to know that you are not over doing anything. Okay? A massage from you, as amazing as that sounds can totally wait till another time if you need too. I am not in any rush. "
Emily was nodding and smiling sweetly at him. "Yes, I promise you. I will let you know. But I do want to do this for you. I do. And I can do it. I know you guys both mentioned everything would start hurting more once the numbing cream wore off more too. So, I was kind of mentally preparing for it already. So go lie back down. I am not backing out of this that easy."
Roman smiled back at her and kissed her forehead and headed back to the bed.
And he thought she was strong before...
That woman had strength in her he could not even begin to understand, and she told him there was so much more she needed to tell him yet too.
Well, he was already in awe of her no matter what more she had to share yet. That he damn well knew.
He heard her moving around on the bed and drape the towel over his butt and legs. She settled herself on him, halfway on his thighs and a bit higher with one leg to the side of his body by his waist and he heard the pop of the bottle and then twist of the cap to close it and soon felt the warm oil running all over his back.
Oh God and her hands were all over him...and rubbing up and down, slick with the oil and it felt so damn good. He fought to bite back a groan not wanting to scare her with too many sexual sounding noises as her fingers worked pure magic on his muscles and he sunk deeper into the pillow.
She rubbed up and down over his back almost up to his neck and then back down and then all the way to one side and back down the middle again, pushing and molding his skin between her fingers. Her hands slid up his sides, her palms spread wide, and he felt her shift her body to stretch as high as she could to reach the top of his shoulder to start winding her fingers up and around the muscles and each dip and groove.
Emily groaned herself he could hear it and that made him struggle even more to keep a grip on his control. Her fingers dug deep in between the muscles along his shoulder blade and slid up meeting the knots in his neck.
"Oh, baby so tight..." she breathed from above him.
Roman moaned at those words and his eyes closed. "Ohhh, don't you dare talk that kind of dirty to me...that's freaking my line." He had just fought to NOT sound sexual and holy crap she just made him melt with the heated innuendo of her words.
Emily literally had him whimper as she kneaded his sore muscles and rubbed the oil up and down one shoulder, leaning her body all the way over him and rubbing and twisting the muscle in her palms to undo the soreness and let the slick oil move her hands around in circles around his shoulder blade and back up to slide back down to his neck.
She did the same thing on the other side and shifted her body to slide over his lower back and then rubbed the other shoulder up and down, giving it a generous lathering of oil too, and sliding her hands all the way down to his neck and back up.
"Oooh, so tight here too Sweetie. You need to relax, and it won't hurt as much. It's so big too. How deep did you want me to go?" And she giggled at that while rubbing at his shoulder muscle."
She was talking about his shoulder and using those sexy words...and she damn well HAD to be knowing what she was making him feel.
"Jesus Em," He growled, literally growled at her. "I just told you how hard, pun... fucking...intended... especially after what you just said, it was to keep control of myself before, when your cute ass was rubbing against me. And you say that...NOW!?"
Emily could not stop giggling after that, and her head fell right down to his bare back. She tried to stifle her laughing but it wasn't working very well. He heard her giggle again and he was grinning from ear to ear, and he could not believe how daring she was being. "I don't know what you are talking about Sweetie." Emily choked out between more giggles, and he could tell she was seconds from bursting out laughing again.
"Oh really? Lying now? Little girl you are really playing a dangerous game here, " Roman's voice was low, his head coming up and he was almost ready to turn over and tackle her. His tone was daring, and he could not believe what he just heard her say.
And then he felt her slowly move her hips back and forth on his thighs as she sat on him. She was rolling her hips and he heard more giggles.
Roman was all the way done with his body maintaining any sense of control anymore. "Oh, you are so freaking done Baby girl. I think you want me to fucking show you just how big and we find of how deep and how tight... oh God... You are trying to kill me, right? Cause I won't stop for anything the way you are teasing."
Shit, she had him so hard he could probably spear a freaking wall right through like damn butter.
He spun around and she shrieked out loud and he pretty much caught her as she landed on his lap. Within another second, had flipped them so she was on the bottom and looking up at him panting hard with such wide brown eyes as he had her caged in under him and trapped her arms tight with his hands over her wrists.
He was so turned on and so ready to just tear her clothes off as he gazed down at her, with molten heat in his eyes, his breath just heaving out of him.
"Em," was all he could gasp out, his eyes locked on hers, his long, silky, dark hair falling in her face since she stole his damn hair tie to keep it back. He flipped it out of his eyes and for the most part behind his back as he was leaning in to just devour her lips as she lay like a beautiful meal open and available to be tasted and savored.
And he was so fucking hungry...
But as he leaned in, he heard her sounding like she was sniffling and trying to maintain her composure and she was biting her bottom lip he realized to keep from... laughing? She was laughing?
He was so shocked that he pulled back and watched her and she started gasping and could not hide the sound from him. "I'm sorry I wasn't trying to make everything so complicated. I can give you more Baby." Emily said sounding a little calmer.
He still had no idea what was all happening. He went from full throttle to nothing in seconds and it looked like she had tears running down her cheeks she had laughed or tried to suppress the laughing so much.
Roman dropped his head to her chest and thought everything was so freaking adorable. He had never seen a woman cry laughing till they had tears running down their face. Anyone but maybe his sisters or his moms years ago. But he was having fun pretending to be upset too. Well, he was kind of upset, he wanted to relax and that for sure wasn't happening, but she was being so fucking cute he just couldn't be upset at her either.
"I'm kind of scared to ask what more means. More dirty talk or more actual massaging? I've been trying to behave here, and you are not making it easy Beautiful. I thought this was supposed to be relaxing for ME." He literally whined now cause his body was so wide-awake boy scouts could have camped under him and this wasn't making the massage relaxing.
The young mom stifled more laughing by pulling her head to his shoulder where he had snuggled up to her and he was listening to her trying to quiet the outbursts of laughs from between her lips. "Fine, fine. I'm sorry."
Emily pulled back to look at him with the sweetest sad eyes herself now, and she sounded more serious like she was done and understood how NOT helpful this whole teasing and dirty talk had been to a relaxing massage.
Roman was glaring down at her but so close to laughing himself he could feel it. She could not have been any cuter if she tried. "Um, yeah. I'll bet you are. Um not a chance that you are you sorry though Babe, nope. Not buying it."
A laugh burst from her lips again and she was shaking her head back and forth. "No, you are right. I'm not sorry. It's been too much fun to tease you. You are so cute when you are mad." Emily still had tears rolling down her face and she was sucking in her breath trying to catch it as she lay under him.
He studied her, inches from his face, his eyes narrowing. "I'm cute when I'm mad? Cute? I'm not sure I know what to think about that. Before I was adorable too and I didn't say anything about that but cute now too?"
"You are!" she giggled again. "Your nose gets all scrunched up and you have this growl like a panther ready to pounce and your voice gets all low and dark like you are trying to sound scarier, argh rowl, rowl. And you are literally pinning me to the bed just like a lion right now it's so cute. " Emily said making the silliest faces at him.
He grinned listening to her as she tried to copy the low dark sounding voice and laughed some more while he still had her hands pressed tight to the bed.
Roman knew he was falling for her right that very second as she was laying under him, growling like a damn lion. He had never met someone like her, and he was as captivated by her in this moment as he was as she pulled him to her when she found comfort under his hair that first night he rescued her.
He looked down at her with what he knew was absolutely love in his eyes.
He loved her.
He had never felt anything like this, not even with the woman he had proposed to, and he thought that had been love.
Roman let go of her hands and smoothed her hair from her face gently, while leaning on his elbows above her, just drinking her in as she was still giggling and now wiping her tears.
Emily looked slightly more serious like she wasn't sure if she had actually upset him. "Well, this is new for me Roman. Anytime anyone was ever mad at me before like Hunter or any of his goons it just meant pain or to stay silent or leave or anything but cute or fun. I would sooner risk hurting myself than risk him mad at all, ever. "
Roman rubbed his palms down her cheeks as she spoke and drank in every word. It did make sense. She was being playful with him, teasing him and risking him getting upset and bravely trusting that she would get a different reaction than the one she had known all her time with her husband.
He pressed his lips to hers gently and softly, just treasuring that she was safe with him and here and not anywhere near any of that kind of treatment now.
Oh God, how did everything feel different now?
Everything felt deeper, better, stronger.
He wanted to tell her how he was feeling but he was scared it was too soon. Everything felt so fast and so intense cause this connection they had had only been building for a few days. That felt insane.
Suddenly being cute for her when he was mad...he had no idea why he could have been upset at her at all.
He loved her.
He would be as damn cute as she wanted him to be. He didn't care one bit if cute wasn't big and tough and masculine. Nope.
He loved her.
"I'm so sorry Baby girl. I am glad I can be cute for you. I want to be so much for you and be everything you never had with him." He stroked his thumb down her cheek tenderly. "I want to show what real connection looks like and that it doesn't come with beatings and dominating and abuse. That we can be equal, be real and have fun and be silly and cute so much more. I want so badly to show you how much you mean to me already but only when you are ready."
Roman backed away from her face already thinking that was probably too forward and too much.
Emily leaned up, pulling him back down, nuzzling his nose and didn't look scared by what he said though. "Well let's start by me giving you the massage I promised you. And I can be good Roman, no more dirty talk..."
He smirked and pressed his lips to hers once more. "Well, I already liked you all dirty before, I mean messy...And you were doing the dirty talk way too well for the massage to be relaxing." He let her get back up, and she settled in back on his thighs again.
Emily laughed and he was sure she knew what he meant by that. "Just relax and enjoy. You have been so much my Superman already so just let me be yours just for a little while here and take care of you, okay?"
Roman closed his eyes and reached his one arm back behind him to squeeze her leg tucked up against him. She sat up higher on his upper thighs and rubbed more oil on his back, over his shoulder blades and back down his spine, along his sides and across the shoulders and down his back again and again. After a few minutes he was already groaning that it felt so good and so relaxing.
"Mmm. I will I feel like I am halfway to sleep already with how good your hands on me feel Beauty."
He let both his arms fall to his sides and felt her smooth the oil up and down along his spine on both sides and run the edges of her hand over his skin to undo all the knots as she worked to unwind all the tension.
Emily poured more oil on the bottom of his back, moving it all around to the edges of the towel and slipping her fingers in and under his gym shorts. She ran her hands up and down the muscles of his one hip, pulling the skin taunt and running it down past her hand till she caught it with her other hand and pulled it back again. Slowly, the tightness in the muscles started to lessen and he felt the oil slipping like butter through her fingers.
"God Emmie that feels so good, " he groaned and turned his head up to see her grin down at him.
She looked incredible straddling his back, sitting up like she owned the place. Her hair was still swept up in the high bun, with only a few wisps falling down on along her neck and his dress shirt was still so sexy on her, nearly falling off one shoulder, as she dipped her arm lower to rub further under his hip.
Her fingers ran right along the edge of the bone, sliding along the muscles and pulling the skin back up tight toward his side. She shifted her weight and poured more oil out to work on the other side and slipped her palms down that hip and under the gym shorts.
Roman moved his head to that side, shifting his body slightly under her and careful not to strain his neck too much by laying the same way too long. She was silent as she molded the skin of his side until it was soft and pliable as the other side had become and then slowly moved her palms higher to his mid back.
She slid off his thighs and sat on the bed beside him and lifted one leg and poured more oil in her palm and rubbed it all the way down his thigh and calf, rubbing outward and then back in, in a circular motion, pulling the skin up and around.
Roman could see her just from the corner of his eye as he lay on with his head to the side on the pillow and watched her so focused and so intense as she rubbed and lifted first one leg and then moved to his other side and did the same with the other. She rubbed the oil in the soles of his feet, and he moaned again and fought to stay awake. She was making him feel so good and he could feel himself drifting off to sleep, but he didn't want to miss one second of her being this attentive and this selfless with him.
He tried to remember when the last time his previous girlfriend had even given him even any kind of massage at all, never mind an oil one or more than just his back. She was always running off, always just missing him on her way out to see her friends again or needed to work late or going to the bar and he never knew it was so often to go see him.
Roman watched Emily move to his arms next and she took each one and rubbed the oil and slowly slide her hands up and down his biceps and across his shoulders and oh God it felt so good. She rubbed the oil right down in between his fingers, pulling on each one before she gently laid his hand back on the bed and Roman felt sleep pulling him further under. She had freaking magic hands.
He felt her move again after she did his other hand and laid it down and her fingers were slick with oil, and he felt them tunnel through his hair and massaging his scalp as she sat at his side.
Oh God. His favorite thing she ever did to him was massage his head...right from that first night.
And now she was doing it with the oil in her fingers too and rubbing along the sides of his ears and down by his skull and pulling the skin and muscles and releasing all the tension. His eyes fluttered closed, and he lay there in such peace, his one hand finding her bare leg as she sat at his side and his palm spread over her thigh as she rubbed.
Emily moved again and he felt her back on his thighs and slide more oil up his back once more and he could hardly open his eyes he was so relaxed. He heard her giggling slightly and Roman's ears pulled himself to consciousness at the sweet sound.
"Teasing again are we Beautiful?" he mumbled.
She cleared her throat and tried to sound normal when it sounded like her voice was all stuttery. "No, well uh yeah. My arms are too short reach your upper back from here Roman so are you wanting me to sit on you more like this...
"I did your arms and head from the side," she continued. "But I thought I could still reach your neck from here, but I guess I was wrong."
She proceeded to fully sit herself right on his ass and she had barely moved at all in the teasing way he already loved, and he was already moaning, and he could feel her oil slick hands slide up his bare back. "Yep, just like that. I was trying to keep this relaxing, and I am too damn short to give you a proper massage without needing to sit on you like that. I suck."
Groaning out loud Roman felt his dick just jump in his pants at those last two words even though the rest of him was almost asleep and he spun around in the bed with her still on top of him.
Half asleep lent very little to any control he wanted to have.
Roman laced his hands with hers, feeling the oil coating his own palms now too as he tugged her hands down to the bed at the sides of his head. "Oh, Baby girl. You totally can sit wherever you want on me, and I will love it. There is more dirty talk in there too. We can revisit more massage time tomorrow too if you think you need to but personally, I think you did A..Aaaamazing, and I am more relaxed than I think I have ever been in my damn life. Believe that. "
He smirked at her, wondering if daring to say this was again going too far. But everything tonight felt like they were breaking out of their comfort zones and really testing boundaries and it felt so good to be so real and fun and just plain normal with her. So, he went for it as racy as it sounded and as much as he might get slapped for it.
"Oh, and I'll bet you suck, so amazingly well that I would see stars."
He watched her and saw her turn her head slowly and regard him a sort of cautious intrigue like he really didn't just say that. He nodded at her without words saying, 'Oh yeah Baby I did just say that out loud. '
And he spun them again, this time for her to be under him in the bed again, her hair getting all messy on the pillow and falling out of the neat bun she put it in, and he snatched his hair tie back from her and stuck his tongue out before curling the tie on his wrist. "Mine," he breathed out at her.
She looked up at him with wide eyes and gave him the cutest pout on those kissable lips. Roman laughed and bent to kiss her, ignoring her wanting the tie back. "Yes, those lips are mine too..." he whispered and collided his mouth with hers and he moaned in her mouth feeling her hands wind around his neck.
"Oh shoot" He dropped his head to her chest and was laughing before lifting it back up. "The oil... is getting the sheets all sticky again. " He lifted his head, and his gray eyes met her brown ones and he saw her grinning back at him as he nodded. "Yeah, uh huh. Housekeeping is going to kill me."
Roman closed his eyes slowly cursing in his head. Well, there went another thing they just didn't think all the way though.
Emily laughed too and instead of wiping her slippery hands on the sheets she tangled her fingers in his hair, slicking back more from his face with the rest of the oily substance and she was already nodding. "You better hope it's the older lady you talk to tomorrow. The one that has the crush on you Sweetie."
He looked down at her and smiled, burying his lips against her neck and making her squeal.
Roman lifted his head and saw her staring up at him, her eyes looking so beautiful that they even seemed to sparkle in the dim light. "Yep, I will definitely have to turn on the charm. But for now. I need to sleep Beauty. So, freaking badly. So please can we sleep?"
Emily was nodding and still laying pretty much nestled under him in the bed. She wound her arms around his neck and nuzzled into his throat. Roman wrapped his arms around her too and curled them over on their sides a bit and buried his nose in her hair, his legs all tangled around hers and plenty aware too that he was bare chested, and she just curled up against him.
He was asleep in literally seconds feeling her running her hands up and down his bare back; the massage had made every muscle of his so soothed and he could not have felt more relaxed.
They had so much more to face tomorrow, but the sun wasn't up yet. The moon was still shining bright, the darkness of the night was peaceful and calm, and he wanted nothing more than to be wrapped in that feeling as long as they could stay hidden in it.