She was standing by the bar the next night, downing her first cinnamon whiskey, as she heard the door open. She didn't get a chance to turn around before she heard Dean's voice.

"Hey doll."

She rolled her eyes at the bartender before turning around to see them all three enter the place. They weren't alone. They had brought some friends. Seth, Dean and Roman walked up to her while their friends went to sit down.

"A round of beers for everyone," Seth said to the bartender.
"How are you feeling today?" Roman asked her.
"I'm fine. It takes more than a simple bar fight to get me down," she answered.
"Good," he said and smiled.
"How are your ribs?" She asked Dean.
"Alright. It only hurts when I'm breathing," he said.

She laughed a little.

"Hmm... That's the first time I see a smile on your face," Roman said.

His eyes were glowing. She quickly turned her face into a neutral position again.

"Oh, come on. Don't be like that. You're pretty when you smile," he said.

He grabbed some of the beers and took them to the table.

"Come join us," Seth said.

She took a look at all the guys.

"Sure, why not?" She said, letting her guards down and followed Seth to the table.

"So this is Tyler, Chris, Kevin, Dolph, Jack, Luke and Corbin," Seth said while pointing to each man as their names were being mentioned.

All the men greeted her.

"What's your name?" Dolph asked.
"Doll," she answered and gave Dean a quick look.
"Doll?" Dolph asked but he didn't get an answer.

She sat down.

"Have we met before?" Chris suddenly asked.
"No," she answered.
"I know you from somewhere. I'm sure of it," he said.
"We've never met," she said firmly, hoping he wasn't about to recognize her.

Her picture and her name had been in the news many times but it was years ago in her past and these days she didn't like if people remembered her. She just wanted to be left alone.

"I know I know you," Chris said quietly but then seemed to give up.

Dean leaned in.

"Doll? Really?" He asked while smiling.
"You named me. If you don't like it, you shouldn't have," she said.

Roman looked at her.

"You're really not gonna tell us your name?" He asked.
"Does it matter?" She asked back.
"Guess not but it would be nice to know," he said.
"Why?" She asked.
"Because he wants to know which name to scream out later tonight," Dean said in a teasing tone.

Roman punched him in the chest. She smiled again. Her eyes met Roman's. She didn't stop smiling this time. He was looking so sweet, his eyes glowing again and he smiled back.

The door suddenly flew open. Her eyes went straight to it and she stopped smiling.

"Oh shit," she said.

All the guys turned their attention to the door. The six men from yesterday was standing there with baseball bats.

"I told you they'd come back," she said and slowly stood up.

One of the guys pointed at her with the bat.

"You! You're gonna get what you deserve!" He yelled.
"What's the matter? Are your balls still blue?" She asked.

He looked angry. The ten guys around her stood up as well. The six guys looked scared although they had bats.

"Do us all a favour and just walk out the door. Don't start a fight you know you can't win," she said.

A few awkward seconds passed.

"Fine. Let's go, boys," the guy said.

They all retreated.

"Well, that was easy," Dean said.

Everyone sat down again.

The evening went on. The drinks kept coming to the table. Beers for the guys, cinnamon whiskey for her. She had no idea who was actually paying each time but she never had her wallet out. Somehow a drink would just be put in front of her. If she didn't know any better, she would think someone was trying to get her drunk.

The evening was fun. She was smiling more than she usually did, most smiles were aimed at Roman. There was something about him. He was talking to her most of the evening, constantly smiling at her with a glow in his eyes. The conversation between them soon turned in to flirting. She normally wouldn't do that but she couldn't help it with him. She had to admit to herself that she wanted him.

The more drunk people got, the louder they got too. They leaned their heads together to be able to hear each other. At some point he placed his hand on her thigh. Normally she would more or less break a guy's hand for doing that without permission but not this time. As he saw she didn't push his hand away, he slowly moved it up and down her thigh, caressing it. She felt herself get wet.

"Fuck! Not here, not now," she thought.

She felt a bit ashamed. Normally she was in full control of everything around her but she couldn't help herself this time. She bit her lip. He noticed and smiled while giving her a dirty look.

"I... I have to pee," she said and hurried to her feet, almost running towards the toilets in the back.

"Get it together," she said to herself in the mirror. "He's just a guy. You can handle him. Oh god... I just want him to rip off my clothes and fuck me."

She opened the faucet and splashed some water on her face, hoping to cool herself down. She looked in the mirror again.

"Nope, still horny," she said to herself.

She opened the door. He was waiting outside, leaning his hand on the door frame. He gave her a dirty look and then entered the bathroom. He closed the door behind him. He walked towards her, grabbed her around the waist and kissed her. He pushed her up against the sink, her head tilting back against the mirror as he kissed her down the neck. Her breathing turned heavy. She pulled her fingers through his hair.

"Roman... " She whispered, not able to finish her sentence.

He looked at her.

"You wanna get out of here?" He asked.

She nodded. He grabbed her hand and they went out of the bathroom together. It didn't go unnoticed that they went to grab their stuff at the table and were about to take off together. They were cheering as only drunk men can do whenever one of their friends are getting lucky.

"Roman's getting some doll tonight," Dean yelled.

She blushed. They said their goodbyes and left the bar together.

He lived close by so they walked to his place hand in hand. As soon as they had entered his home and closed the door, he was over her. He couldn't keep his hands off her.

He got her out off her jacket and boots and took off his own boots as well. His jacket fell to the floor while kissing and pushing her out of the hallway. She was walking backwards, letting him lead her through the house while his hands and his lips were all over her. He pulled her shirt over her head and threw it on the floor. He continued down and started opening her pants.

They had finally reached the bedroom and he pushed her down on the bed, pulling her pants off. He took off his own shirt and bowed down to kiss her again. He kissed her down the neck and bit down on one of her breats. His fingers went to her back, unhooking her bra. He took it off her and started sucking on one nipple while playing with the other with his fingers. She enjoyed every touch, every kiss, every lick, every bite he delivered to her body. He moved downwards, kissing and licking her stomach. He looked up at her as he pulled down her panties. He sank his teeth into her thigh, making her shiver and moan a bit. He bit her while slowly moving up towards her pussy. She closed her eyes the moment his tongue hit her clit. He was licking her so good. He reached up one hand and squeezed one of her nipples. She couldn't hold back. She came. He kissed her up her stomach again and smiled at her.

"Never have I made anyone cum that quickly," he said.
"Never have I cum that quickly," she said and smiled back.

He stepped out of bed. He pulled down his pants and his boxers. She liked what she saw. His dick was big and hard and she was more than ready to feel it inside her. He went back down, placing himself on top of her. His dick was at her entrance but he didn't push it in. He was teasing her. She tried pushing her crotch up but it didn't help.

"Roman, please," she said.
"Tell me your name," he said.

She bit her lip and shook her head. He pressed in the head but no more, teasing her even more.

"You want this, you tell me your name," he said.
"No..." She whispered.

She wrapped her legs around his waist trying to pull him in.

"You either fuck me or you let me go right now," she said.

He gave up and pushed himself all the way in, making her moan out loud. He thrust into her hard over and over, making her entire body shiver from pleasure.

"You like that?" He asked.
"Aha... Keep going..." She moaned.

He upped the pace and she felt herself getting close again. She closed her eyes. She scratched her nails down his back as she came. Her muscles squeezed his dick and he couldn't hold back any longer. He pushed in one final time and moaned out loud as he came too. He stayed on top of her and leaned in and kissed her. She pulled her fingers through his hair and he gently bit down on her lip.

"That's was amazing," he said as he let go off her lip.
"Mmm," she just said and smiled.

He went to stand up.

"Be back in a minute," he said and went to the bathroom.

When he came out, she was already dressed and about to put on her boots.

"You're leaving?" He asked surprised.
"Oh, I'm sorry. You want round two?" She asked.
"Well, maybe. I just thought you might spend the night," he said.
"And get to experience an awkward morning where we don't know what to say to each other and one of us make up a stupid excuse to get rid off the other? No thanks," she said.

She put on her boots.

"Okay then," he just said.

She walked over to him.

"Look, Roman, this was amazing. I really enjoyed it and I don't mind doing it again some other day. But right now I'm gonna go home and probably think about what you can do with that tongue all night," she said and smiled teasingly.

He couldn't help but laugh a little. She kissed him.

"Come find me again some other time if you want," she said.

She grabbed her jacket and left his house.