Roman met everyone at the first casino, he was in jeans, a grey shirt, and his black leather jacket. He fixed his hair back into a bun.
"Roman", Dean called out to him.
All of Dean's friends were dressed sort of the same. The women were the only ones in nice, short dresses. Amaya walked over to him.
"You look good", she said, touching his arm.
"So do you, I love that dress", he said, his eyes running over her.
It was dark blue, backless, and stopped mid thigh. He placed his hand on her lower back, his pinky touching the skin of her back. She shivered and he smirked.
"Where's daddy?", Autumn asked.
She coughed a little, her fever getting higher.
"He's helping a friend sweetie, I know you miss him", Valerie said, brushing her daughter's bangs out of her face.
Autumn had gotten sick and every time she was sick, she loved cuddling with Roman. It made her feel better, but he wasn't here. Valerie pulled her phone out and called Roman, it rang, but no answer. Finally leaving a message for him.
"Roman, Autumn is sick and she wants you. If there's any way for you to fly down here, please come home. I'm sure Dean will understand", Valerie said.
She looked down at her now sleeping daughter.
"Please Roman", she said, before hanging up.
The club that one of Dean's friends suggested was dark and packed. Amaya had pulled him to the dance floor and he willingly followed. Pressing against her back and grinding into her bottom half. His lips found her shoulder, nipping at her skin. His arms wrapped around her, holding her to him.
"Let's get out of here", he whispered to Amaya.
She bit her lip, looking for Dean and his friends. They were drinking and laughing.
"What about Dean? He'll noticed we're gone", she said.
Roman looked towards his friend. He knew Dean was drunk enough that he wouldn't notice till they decided to move on to the next spot.
"I'll lie and say you weren't feeling good or something", he said.
She thought about it, but nodded. He took her hand and they made their way off of the packed dance floor. Walking towards his hotel, it wasn't far. The entire time he never let go of her hand. It felt good that they didn't have to hide it, no one seemed to notice them.
In the elevator, he connected their lips, his hands pressing into the warmth of her bare back. Pressing their foreheads together, looking into each others eyes, not needing to say anything.
Getting to his room, he removed his jacket and laid it across the couch. She sat on the edge of the bed and he watched her remove her heels.
"Hungry?", he asked.
She nodded and he moved towards the hotel phone to call room service. She removed her dress and went over to his suitcase, pulling out one of his shirts. He smiled and finished ordering as she pulled the shirt over her head. He watched as it slid down her body.
He set the phone back down on the hook, noticing his phone was blinking with a voicemail and missed calls. He was going to reach for it, but was stopped when he felt Amaya's hands underneath his shirt.
"I thought you were hungry?", he asked.
"I am, but I could use some cardio", she whispered, nipping his ear.
She straddled him, connecting their lips. Her hips moving slowly along his jean covered bottom half.
"What is it you want?", he whispered against her lips.
She bit down on his and tugged on it. His hands finding her bare ass, squeezing. He stood and turned to lay her back, the shirt had lifted just under her chest. He removed his belt and pants, she could see his bulge in his briefs.
"I have to tell you something Amaya", he said.
She met his eyes. He swallowed.
"I love you", he said, slowly removing his briefs.
She knew that she felt the same. She was afraid to admit that, because what if Phil was right. What if Roman didn't leave his girlfriend? Amaya didn't want to stay hidden forever.
"Am I what you really want?", she asked softly.
He laid on top of her, between her legs. He brushed her hair away gently.
"Yes, for the rest of my life, I want this. I want you Yaya", he whispered.
"I love you too", she whispered.
His thumb swiped at the tear. His hands removed the shirt completely. Grabbing his belt.
"I want to try something", he said.
He tied her wrists together with it, above her head. Spreading her legs, his fingers massaged her, his mouth on her chest and down her stomach. She moaned and arched off the bed. Removing his fingers, he pressed himself against her. She bit her lip. His hands connected with hers as he pushed himself into her.
"So fucking beautiful", he whispered.
His hips moved slow at first before he quickened his pace.
"Fuck, that feels so good", he groaned.
"Roman", she moaned loud, wrapping her legs around his waist. The grip on his hands squeezed hers back hard.
He groaned loud when he released inside her. She could feel him still thrusting into her, till she screamed her release. He panted against her neck.
"It's a good thing I ordered us a big meal", he said.
She laughed before kissing him. He removed the belt from around her wrists.
"I put it too tight", he said, rubbing her red wrists.
He kissed each, before continuing to rub them.
"Its okay", she said.
He kissed her again. She sat up slowly, taking his hand and helping him up.
"What's going on in that pretty little mind of yours?", he asked.
She smirked and walked him over to a chair. Sitting him down, taking his belt and tying his hands behind the chair.
"I guess I can't touch this time huh", he said.
"Nope", she said.
Grabbing the rope that went around the robe, she used it to blindfold him. He chuckled.
"I should have thought of this", he said.
She kneeled and moved her hands along him, his breathing picking up. She could hear the chair squeak from his squirming in the chair. The belt would make noise from him trying to move his hands.
"Fuck" he growled.
She licked the tip and he flinched. She could tell he was getting frustrated with this.
"Really Amaya, you're going to tease me", he said.
She swiped it again and he let his head fall back.
"You're killing me here woman", he said.
She finally felt like he had enough and wrapped her mouth around him. Moving up and down slow. He wanted to so badly bury his hand in her hair and watch her, but he couldn't and it frustrated him to no end.
She pulled away and he was confused.
"I was so close baby, what the hell, no more teasing please", he practically begged.
He heard her giggle. He heard noise but again, couldn't see what was going on.
"Sweetie, you better not stick anything up my butt, I don't roll that way", he said, smiling.
"Relax, I brought you a gift and for me too", she said.
She rubbed her hand over him.
"What is that?", he asked, liking the warm wet like substance.
"Lube", she said.
He licked his lips.
"Feels good right?", she whispered.
He nodded. She straddled him before slowly sliding down him.
"Oh fuck woman", he growled, teeth clenched.
She moved her hips in a circular motion. He was trying so hard to get his hands lose. He could feel the belt stretching as she moaned on top of him.
"I'm close", she panted.
He pushed his hips up as best he could.
"Amaya", he groaned.
Releasing inside her, she pressed her chest into his.
"I should tie you up more often", she whispered.
He laughed, rolling his head from side to side. He noticed she was still sitting on him. He smirked.
"Plan on staying on me all night?", he asked.
She giggled and kissed him.
"Maybe", she said.
Someone knocked on their door and she sighed. He groaned, not happy at all either with the interruption. Untying Roman's wrists, he removed the blindfold. She was going to answer it before she stopped.
"What if it's Dean?", she whispered.
"Check through the peephole", he whispered, grabbing a towel and wiping himself off. Realizing, he had not used a condom. He swallowed.
She checked through the peephole and saw that it was only the guy bringing their food. She grabbed a robe and put it on. Opening the door for him, he smiled and walked the cart in. Roman came out with a towel wrapped around his waist. He paid the guy a tip before he left.
"Amaya", he said.
She looked over at him.
"I didn't use anything", he said.
She had completely forgotten as well.
"It's fine, I'm on birth control, but we should still use condoms though", she said.
He nodded.