A/N:***Very Explicit*** Will now be a three shot

After Danica spoke you could hear a pin drop throughout the whole Ball Room area. Roman didn't have to turn around, he would remember that sultry voice until the day he died.

"Pussy cat got your tongue?" Danica uttered those words as she ran one finger down Roman's back.

Roman glared at Seth for what seemed to be an eternity. Seth was unfazed by Roman's dagger stares, firstly he knew his best friend needed this before he ruined his life with Ms. Bliss, and secondly, his attention was drawn to the purple haired wild child, Sasha Banks, who just entered the party. She smirked at Seth and then winked at him. She causally swayed her way through the crowded room over towards Seth, wearing just a little black short robe and black stiletto's. "Hey, baby."

Seth pulled Sasha close to his chest, and then he began nibbling on her neck. "I can't wait to get you alone."

"Yeah"

Seth sucked her right earlobe and then continued south down her neck. "Oh yeah babe, you look smoking hot with that purple hair."

Seth and Sasha had been dating for several months now, and things were really becoming serious between the two lovebirds.

"Enough!" Roman slammed his champagne glass down and swiftly turned around to Danica. "You got some nerve showing your face around me."

"Ay Papi, don't be like that, this Bachelor party is my gift to you." Danica stared dead into Roman's eyes.

Roman was through with her games, he grabbed Danica by the arm, and almost began dragging her across the marble flooring whilst going out towards the large foyer, he let go of her arm roughly, and once inside he slammed the Mahogany sliding doors shut. "What in the fuck do you think you are doing?!"

Danica rubbed her arm, and smirk at Roman at the same time. "Gotten testy in your old age." Then she laughed, almost mocking Roman.

Roman sighed heavily. "I'll ask you one more damn time. What in the hell game are you playing? I'm not playing with you, Diosa."

Danica's sultry eyes studied every passing second of the hurt and anger in Roman's eyes. However, Danica was not going to stray away from her plan, it had been too long Danica had held her silence for disappearing out of Roman's life. She still loved this man, but sadly she knew only one more night could be spent with him. She felt she had blown her chance, and Miss Bliss was now going to become Mrs. Reigns.

She sat down in the tiger printed armchair wearing a red dress, the straps hanging over her shoulders as her appearance teased him with ample view of her busty cleavage. It was no mistake with her specific outfit what she had in mind. Roman couldn't resist letting his eyes wandered down below at her breasts. Her signature color of hair remained a silky black raven color. Roman always loved Danica's hair, as she never went without looking fantastic in style. Roman picked up a new Champagne glass from the tray sitting on the glass top table, and he finished off the glass of Champagne in one swig, he placed it back down on the table softly.

"Damn you, you even bought our signature Champagne, Rosa Ace of Spades Champagne. Finest Champagne I've ever had."

"Red Rosa Champagne is always the best! As you know, it's also my favorite color."

Roman couldn't help himself but laugh at her words for a moment before responding back.

"Yes, I remember buying you the sexiest outfits in red." Roman started catching himself getting a little too comfortable, and his stern face returned.

Danica sensed this. "Don't worry about that right now, sweetie. We have all night to go down memory lane."

Glancing towards the windows, Danica smiled as the sky was fading from its light yellow color. Rays of sunlight were nearly blinding her as the sun was quietly going down. The night was beginning to awaken giving the perfect time to go about with her plan she had thought up for Roman.

Roman again couldn't resist her and stood closely behind her. "You never answered my question, Diosa, what do you think you are doing?

Sexily she said "Come on, Roman. I wanna show you something."

"Show me what?" Irritation creeping into his voice.

"It's a surprise, I can't tell you just yet. Just trust me, you're gonna love this."

The flirty smile across her face was enough to raise his interest. Roman tried to hide his true feelings from the world and her, she had hurt him terribly, but he couldn't stop loving her.

Her mansion was something of a labyrinth beyond the front doors. Despite some of the rooms upstairs appearing to be smaller, what awaited Roman in terms of size was downstairs. Danica led the way, tugging his hand to march them out the foyer and down the white spiraling staircase. Her heels clicked and clacked at first before turning into loud stomping sounds that echoed throughout the large space. She moved faster than him, causing Roman to call out to her.

"Diosa! Wait up!"

Turning her head, she gave him a seductive grin. Danica flashed her teeth before taking off, leading him to guess where she was headed as the sound of her heels faded away with loud stomping. Once Roman had reached the last step of the stairs, he let out a sigh. He had caught sight of Danica's games before in the past, but now she was truly teasing him to play a game of 'catch me if you can'. He didn't know his way around her mansion, so he would have to take some guesses as to where to enter on the lower level. Licking his lips, he headed towards a living room area. To no surprise, Danica wasn't there in the large room. Only a couch, coffee table and a few luxurious pieces of furniture sat there alone. Through the outdoor, he had reached another hallway with various paintings hanging on each sides of the walls. Roman didn't take the time to stop and admire the pieces of art, as all he wanted to do was find his Danica.

The hallway led to a dark room that required him to turn the light switch on. It appeared to be similar to the living area though a bit smaller. Only a few lounge chairs sat in the middle of the room, right around a round shaped mahogany wood coffee table. The mansion had become silent as if all of this had been planned from Danica herself. No matter her intentions, Roman's short journey was soon to reach an end. Through a door in the lounge room, Roman entered another dark room. He was confident by now that he had possibly found Danica, as he couldn't see anything in the darkroom except a row of yellow colored lights from the far back. As he stepped through the doorway, it shut behind him. After walking a few steps, Roman was more than confident that Danica had to be in this specific room. There was something that gave him a good feeling that he had finally found her.

"Diosa? Are you in here?"

A soft giggle could be heard, clearly from her voice and no other person. As Roman stood there, another row of lights came on. It appeared as if there was some kind of miniature stage in this room.

"Go on and have a seat, baby. Get ready for the big show."

Though he could hear her voice, Roman had no idea where she had wandered off to. Danica spoke in a low, seductive tone. Now that the room was somewhat illuminated, he could see a large white leather chair standing near the stage as if it were the front row center of some kind of show. From the back, there were two white couches sitting alone. As he walked towards the chair, Roman spoke again.

"What's all this about?"

"Just sit down for me, baby! Come on, I'll be your stripper..."

Her words rang clear, as Roman dropped his jaw. So, this was what she had planned for him, quite the sexy surprise.

"Now wait a minute, Diosa, you have some serious shit to explain."

"Please baby just sit down for me and everything will make sense. I promise."

Once he moved to sit down in the chair, Roman spotted a large silver pole in the middle of the stage. Due to the darkness, he couldn't make out the object that was in the center of the stage. With such a surprise like this, he couldn't fight off his true feelings, so he sat down eagerly anticipating the tricks that Danica was about to lay out for him with her dancing talents. The sound of heels clicking had soon filled his ears again. The yellow hue had faded into simple white lights. Danica walked out in nothing but a pair of red high heels and a matching outfit of a red thong and bra. She stomped her way into the middle of the stage before extending her hands out and clapping them together loudly. The clap itself alerted the music system and soon, a low tempo R&B beat began to play through the surround sound speaker system.

The dancer in Danica had awakened with the bass beats slowly pumping through the speakers. Her red lips curved into a grin and then she wrapped her right hand around the shiny, silver metal pole. She began to step around, moving in a clockwise circle. Since it took Roman a bit of time to wander his way into her special room, Danica had plenty of time to strip her body and put on a simple stripper outfit. She had been planning this for a long time, now ready to indulge into her inner freaky side with him. He had witnessed a bit of her dirtiness in the bedroom from their past, but today he would learn just how wild she could truly be for the love of her life. Nothing to hinder her spirits deep inside her heart, all she had now was her truth to the man she loved. Circling around the pole, Danica moved quickly as she began to spin around matching the tempo of the low beat. This specific song was one that she had practiced too. A simple instrumental song that would later break into a fast tempo, but not quite yet.

After successfully making the spin move, she came to a stop and pushed her legs from behind the pole. Her hands released the pole, but only for a few moments. To Roman's eye, he could see her backside as she stood behind the stripper pole. Danica was proving him right back when she had said before that strippers had the best bodies in the world. Despite the many years apart from one another, those hips looked in perfect shape along with her gorgeous ass. The red thong was tucked just in a way that he could look at her plump ass cheeks to her tanned body. Danica slowly moved to the left side of the pole, wrapping her hands back around it once more. As she stood there, she pushed her legs back until the pole was tucked between her ass cheeks. Turning her head to glance across her left shoulder, Danica then raised up her left leg and gazed down at Roman. His eyes were set directly over her ass, starring at the pole itself tucked between the crack of her ass.

Danica stood in the position only for a few more seconds. The beat was changing, finally breaking into a faster tempo for her to work her body in sync. She let go of the pole, standing in front of it as she leaned forward and began to shake her hips back and forth with the beat playing. Roman looked into her eyes before glancing down at her big cleavage. Her tits may have been fake, but bigger was always better for him. Moving back up, Danica pushed her body back against the pole once more and began to flex herself out. Her amazing stripper body was on full display to Roman's eyes, revealing the muscular abs she had toned all those years of practicing. Stepping away from the pole, Danica leaned down before quickly rising back up, tossing her raven locks of hair around wildly. She wrapped her hand around the stripper pole once more, just to do one more twirling circle. This time she moved in a counter-clockwise rotation before letting go of the pole and sliding down on her knees. Roman raised his eyebrow as Danica slid across the stage.

Her timing was perfect, immediately impressing Roman. From her movements, he could tell Danica must have put much practice into moving to this one specific instrumental song. Danica was just about finished her little stage act. She had all plans to continue this little dance once she was firmly sitting on his lap. Rising up from her knees, she raised her left hand up to her lips. Giving him a soft smile, she bit on the nail of her index finger before quickly moving off the stage. The R&B song remained playing, the tempo beginning to slow down a bit. Danica gazed down at her lover man, staring at him with her big charcoal eyes as if he were a tasty treat to satisfy her hungry desires of pure lust. Stepping towards the chair, she continued to sway her hips with the beat. Danica turned around, bending over to shake her ass in his sights. Spreading her feet on the floor, she placed her hands down on her knees as she began to do a 'twerk' routine.

Roman's eyes watched her booty bounce back and forth. He licked his lips, mesmerized by the way she moved her body so sensually. This flooded Roman's head of their old times together. Danica spread her hands out, still shaking her ass up and down. The song seemed to be coming to a close as it went back to its slow intro. Danica used her hands to slap both of her ass cheeks from behind, matching the loud bass beats. She repeated the motion back to back as Roman didn't move his eyes away from her lovely ass. Each time her hands smacked down over her skin, it sent ripples, forcing her ass cheeks to clap together. Now that the song was beginning to fade out, she finally stopped and lowered her ass down over his lap, pumping it into his crotch. Roman moaned, feeling her ass grinding against his crotch. His cock was already hard from the little show she had put on, but now it could be felt poking up through the crack of her ass. He took in a deep breath before moaning out to her.

"Ohhhhhh, Diosa baby. This is fantastic."

Closing her eyes, she didn't reply back to him. Danica slowly curved her lips into a grin though Roman couldn't see with her back turned to him. Placing her hands down onto the armrests of the chair, Danica used this position to lean up and grind down into him. Over and over, she slowly worked her ass to give him a proper lap dance. Roman moved his hands to wrap around her muscular stomach, but she wasn't bothered by his touch at all. Her concentration was still solely focused on this dance routine. He moaned once more, still feeling her ass pump down into him. Danica finally spoke to tease him.

"You like that, huh Papi? I can feel your big dick poking right up into the crack of my ass. It's so fucking hard, I can feel it."

Her dirty words had almost made him twitch, but Roman sat perfectly still. Eventually, she came to a stop, turning around in his lap to face her lover man. At last Danica was looking back into his face. She moved her hands down to the little red bra, giving him a smirk as she untied the strings to pull it off. Now that her breasts were in full sight, Roman was quick to his hands and push down over them. She let out a moan, still pumping her ass down into his lap as her nipples hardened up from beneath his palms. Danica leaned down, pushing her lips to his for a soft little kiss. Each time she would grind her ass into him, she would lean back down and plant a soft kiss on his lips. Roman continued to squeeze her bare tits, listening to her moan with the passing seconds. He soon realized that she was moving her body in a pattern. Grinding down before kissing him, repeating the motion over and over. As he looked up into her eyes, he spoke.

"God, you really do know how to give me the best surprises, even though I'm still pissed as hell as to why you left me in the way you did. Like a tenant sneaking out in the middle of the night to screw over their landlord."

Danica smirked and finally quit grinding down over him. The bulge in the front of his pants was enough to tell her that he was indeed ready to become naked before her.

"Mmmmmmmm, yes I do."

Leaning back down, she kissed his lips once more. Roman danced his tongue against hers, turning the kiss into one of flaming tenderness. When their lips were broken apart, Danica got up from his lap and stood tall for him. She ran her hands up to her tits, almost as if she were teasing him by preventing the man from looking at them once more.

"I think you should take your clothes off now."

Roman gave her a smirk.

"I thought you were gonna do that."

Letting out a giggle, Danica shook her head.

"No, I'll take my own clothes off just as you can strip yourself! Get naked for me Papi..."

She licked her lips before speaking again.

"And after you're finished, bring that big dick over there to me."

Danica winked at him before stepping away, leaving the love of her life alone in the chair to take off his own clothes. She knew just how to tease, all with rejecting his request for her to strip him. Danica stepped away, heading over to the couches in the back of the room. She clapped her hands together, shutting off the music entirely. For the only sounds that would come soon would be the ones created by their bodies. Away in the distance, she could hear him taking his clothes off. The sound of the belt buckle as well as his shirt lightly hitting the floor. Bringing her right hand up to her mouth, Danica bit down on her thumb while turning to look over her shoulder. Roman stood completely naked, stroking his big cock in his right hand. Her charcoal eyes glanced down to see his rod, all before she smirked to him. Danica licked her lips as she tugged down her red thong, revealing the wetness dripping around her soft entrance. She tossed the thong aside over the floor. Her focus was entirely devoted to his cock down below. After licking her lips again, Danica hurried down to her knees and wrapped her right hand around his cock.

"Mmmmmmmmm, I've been looking forward to this all day."

Her words rang out to Roman's ears as a humble reminder of just how dirty she was about to be with him. Danica licked her lips while moving her hand up and down his long cock. She used her left hand to move down and play with his balls, smashing them against her palm as she rubbed them with her fingertips. Still looking up into his face, Danica locked eye contact as she pushed the head of his long shaft between her lips. Roman took a deep breath, moaning as she began to slowly slide her lips up and down while sucking on the first few inches. She pushed her right hand down to the base, still gripping it firmly as she began to work her lips up and down.

Roman threw his head back. "Ohhhhhhhh, man. I love the way you suck me off, baby."

Hearing his moaning voice, Danica ignored Roman for now and concentrated all her efforts into sucking his thick meat pole. This is what she had been craving all day and now she had her moment to indulge in the heat of lust. Sounds of slobbering and sucking could be heard from her mouth, as Danica worked her lips up and down. She moved slowly, allowing him to enjoy every lasting second of her oral pleasures. Bringing her lips up, she released his cock with a loud popping noise. Danica then flicked her tongue over the head while still gazing up into his eyes. The man stood there, staring down into her gorgeous big charcoal eyes.

"There's nothing I love more than having a sexy man with a big dick."

She spoke to him as she began to wank his cock back and forth within the grip of her right hand. Danica wasn't done teasing him yet with her dirty words and soft foreplay. She heard Roman's hard breathing, knowing that she had all the power in her to make this man scream her name. Kissing the head of his cock, she then moved her lips down to his balls. Using her left hand, Danica wrapped her fingers around his slobber-covered shaft and began to slowly jack him off using both hands while her tongue licked over his hanging ball sack. Slurping and slobbering sounds could soon be heard as Danica lathered his hairless balls with her saliva.

"Fuck yes, Diosa baby! Suck on those nuts, ohhhh yeah!"

Just like that, she had succeeded in making his voice cry out to her. When Roman spoke her name aloud, Danica gently raked her teeth over his left nut before squeezing her lips around it. She lightly pulled it, sucking on his nut while wanking his cock with both of her hands simultaneously. Roman let out a loud cry, just as Danica released one of his balls from her mouth and proceeded to suck the other one equally.

"Fuck, FUCK! That's it, god I love how you suck on my nuts!" Roman was lost in pleasure and couldn't help forgetting the past at that moment, it was like they had picked up right where they left off.

Still ignoring his words, Danica continued to slobber all over his balls. A string of drool dangled from his nut sack, dripping to the floor below. Since she had accomplished her goal twice to make him cry out, the time had come for her to stop playing around with his balls and to place his cock back between her lips. Moving her mouth away from his nuts, Danica finally lets go of his cock. It bounced a bit, hitting up against her nose before she looked back into his eyes and squeezed the head between her lips. She finally broke eye contact by shutting her lids and placing her hands on his hips. Danica began to push her lips down hard, bobbing her head up and down his entire length as she took it all down her throat.

"FUCK, FUCK! OHHHHHHHH, MAN!"

If he was screaming over this, it was no telling if he would be able to hold back from an orgasm after what she had planned for him. Danica didn't gag or choke on his long length as she pushed her lips all the way down his thick pole. Roman began to thrust forward, bucking his hips to gently drive his cock into her mouth. His pace met with her slow movements, causing her mouth to create a string of various slobbering noises.

"GWAH-GWAK-GWAH-GWAH-KWAH!"

Despite all the sounds her mouth made, she didn't gag or choke whatsoever. Danica was experienced with perfect reflex gagging after years of practice, just like her talents with pole dancing. Roman cried out once more just as Danica came to a stop and pulled her lips to release his cock of her mouth.

"Ohhhhh, fuck yes baby!"

Pop! The sound her lips had created rang much louder through the room than Roman's moaning voice. Danica moved her hands down to her big breasts, holding them up as his slobber-coated shaft hung towards her. Her droop dripped from his pole as she held up her breasts and smashed his cock between them. Danica smiled as she looked into his face and then spoke in a low, slutty voice to him.

"As your stripper, I know you just couldn't take your eyes off these tits. You wanted them so bad, didn't you, Papi? Well, now you've got your chance to really have some fun with 'em! Go on, Roman! Fuck my titties, fuck 'em good!"

It didn't matter to him whatsoever if her tits were fake or not. A good pair was still good, regardless if they were enhanced. Roman took a deep breath as he looked down at her smiling face. He made the first thrust, bucking his hips and then watching his slippery pole drive between her breasts. Danica raised her head, closing her eyes as she let out a sensual moan.

"Mmmmmmmmm, yeah...Come on, fuck my titties. Yeah, just like that!"

She licked her lips while feeling his rod slip and slide between her breasts. She squeezed them together tighter, feeling every inch of his long shaft moving up and down. Danica looked down, watching the head of his cock poke up. She tried to spit on it, but her string of saliva ended up catching her chin and dangling down. Roman moaned, calling out to her.

"You're the fucking best, baby! You don't know how much I truly love you, Diosa."

Smirking up at him, Danica simply couldn't refuse this moment as he professed his love to her.

"I love you too, Roman, I never stopped! Even when I'm being your dirty little whore of a stripper."

He leaned his head down, far enough to place his hands over her cheeks. Danica raised her head while his cock was still pumping between her breasts. Their lips met for a short but tender kiss. After their lips were pulled apart, Danica glanced down and watched his cock continue to pump up and down. She couldn't resist the urge to tease him with more filthy words.

"Ohhhhhhhh, yeah! Mmmmmm, go Papi! Fuck those titties! Keep fucking those tits, come on!"

From her request, Roman began to buck his hips forward faster. He moved his hands down to her shoulders, gripping one with his left hand as he knew his time was coming short. With each thrust between her lovely breasts, he knew that he was only seconds away from blowing a hot load. Danica surprised him with her role as a stripper, so he wanted to play into his own fantasy of blowing his load all over her pretty body. Looking down at her, their eyes met as he called out to her.

"I'm about to fucking cum, baby! I'm almost there!"

Licking her lips, she responded to him in a voice of excitement.

"Yes, cum for me! Cum for me, Roman! Cum on my face!"

"Ohhhhhh, FUCK! That's exactly what I'm gonna fucking do!"

Her words had the better influence over him. As Danica had demanded such a filthy thing, she was about to experience it. Roman grabbed his cock with his right hand, snatching it free from between her tits. Danica sat up among her knees, keeping her hands over her tits as she raised her head and closed her eyes. She called out to him as he began to stroke his cock back and forth as fast as he could move his wrist.

"Cum for me, baby! Cum all over my face! Drench me like a dirty little whore!"

Gritting his teeth, he grunted at the feeling of his cum racing through the veins of his long cock.

"FUCK, OHHHHHHH GOD!"

Roman grunted a second time as the initial blast of cum went flying out of his cock and over Danica's gorgeous face. It splattered over the middle of her forehead, streaking into her raven colored hair. He cried out as a second thick string of cum went over her left cheek, just under her nose. Another wad went flying over the right side of her face, right around the edge of her mouth. Her lips curved into a smile as she moaned and called his name.

"Ohhhhh, Roman! That's it, cover me down with your hot load! Mmmmmm, I can feel it. So warm, so sticky..."

Groaning out, Roman continued to stroke his cock. The next string of cum completely missed her face, landing over the floor behind them. Another wad ended up missing her face and went into her hair. Danica opened her eyes once she realized after a few seconds of not feeling additional spurts of his seed landing across her face. She looked into his eyes as he was out of breath, trying to catch up. Using her right hand, she wiped her forehead clean before feeding her fingers to her mouth to clean them of his hot load. All Roman could do was stand there and watch her sexy act. After Danica had swallowed it up, she let out a moan almost in a purring voice.

"Mmmmmmmmmm, yummy! That cum tasted so fucking good, Papi."

Bringing her fingers back to her mouth, she slowly sucked her fingertips one by one. Danica was giving him a little bit of time to recover before they turned up the heat for another round. She didn't care that the man had just blown his load for her. She wanted to be fucked and made love to and she would demand it from him, regardless if she still had cum dripping from her face. After sucking her fingertips clean, she spoke to him with a sensual voice.

"I hope you aren't tired out yet, baby. My pussy is so wet and I'd hate for you to neglect giving me a good fucking."

Roman swallowed his breath as he looked down and nodded at Danica. Two thick strings of cum dangled from both sides of her face, slowly dripping down. She didn't bother cleaning it with her fingers. He offered her a hand to pull her up.

"Yeah, I wanna fuck you right now! Get on the couch for me! I want you to lay down so I can see those big titties bouncing as I'm fucking you."

"Yes, YES! That's the spirit, Papi! Yes, I want you to fuck me only the way you can!"

Thanks to all that read and reviewed the last chapter. I hope you enjoyed this, it would have been too long for a two-shot, so I'm making it a three-shot. The last part is nearly finished, I hope everyone sticks around for the ride and what split up Danica/Diosa and Roman. xoxoxoxo