Chapter 25 – Party & A Phone Call
Amaya couldn't believe how fast the days seemed to be flying. Before she knew it; it was the following weekend and she was accompanying Roman to his parents wedding anniversary. They flew to Pensacola Florida on Friday; after she and Roman stayed with Seth in Tampa and they went for another three-way together. It was honestly great but it really did take a lot out of Amaya; especially when you're not used to having two sexually active partners at once. But she would never complain whatever her boys wanted they got. She didn't mind having a go at the both; they knew her limitations and what she would and wouldn't do and they never had any complaints either.
Aqua eyes fluttered open as she felt warm lips softly caressing her neck. A soft moan escaped her lips as she felt his big hands sliding up under her tank top and first palmed her naked breast before plucking her nipple. Amaya couldn't help pushed back against his big body. "Roman…" She groaned. "I was having such a good dream and you had to wake me up."
Roman continued to kiss along her neck. "Oh yea babygirl, what were you dreaming about?" His low husky voice mumbled against her sensitive neck.
"Mmm about this big beautiful Samoan man making me moan."
"I can make that happen babygirl." Roman whispered softly against her ear and then groaned as her cute little ass rubbed against his already growing erection. "Take it easy on my dick beautiful."
Amaya giggled softly. Thursday night the boys had done an NXT taping and Roman had been on the receiving end of a botched move that resulted in a low blow; he spent the better part of Friday with ice on his jean covered crotch and trying not to walk funny. "Awww poor baby are you still sore?" Amaya asked as she carefully rolled over to face Roman who was giving her the stink eye.
"You know damn well I'm still sore." Roman growled out.
Amaya couldn't help giggling again. "I'm sorry big man." She kissed his lips softly. "Feel like testing the waters? I could use a nice hot shower. And I bet you could too. The warm water might make you feel better."
"Shower or no shower the only thing I want to feel is the inside of your pussy beautiful. Get your ass naked and get into the bathroom." Roman growled against her lips. He knew she liked the dirty talk and watched as she slowly rolled out of bed. He watched as her ass swayed across the room into the master bathroom. He heard the shower kick on and the glass shower door open and close. Roman smirked as he climbed out of the bed; His shorts and boxer/briefs hitting the floor as soon as he stepped into the bathroom. His eyes glued to Amaya's water slicked body. He pulled the rubber band from his hair and stepped in behind her.
Amaya felt Roman's hands as they started at her naked hips and started sliding to other naked parts as his lips came down kissing her shoulders and neck. She moaned when she felt his already hard erection rubbing against her wet rear-end. Her hand slid back behind her as she gently stroked him.
"Oh God babygirl, that feels so good." Roman moaned; loving when she was gentle with him as if she thought he would break. He found it funny sometimes because a guy his size shouldn't be treated with kid gloves and that's exactly what she always did.
They had their rough moments when she would smack them around; she even slapped the shit out of Dean on a few occasions telling him he wasn't too big to get his ass whooped. She had the best attitude for someone as small as she was; even though she wasn't that small. She was actually 5'9 and probably around 125-135 lbs; she was small compared to them.
Roman's hands gripped her hips and pulled her ass out slightly and leaned her o as he rubbed his erection along the length of her slit when he finally pushed into her and bottomed out; holding still so she could get accommodated to his size as he did every time.
"C'mon big man it's all yours if you want it." Amaya said as she tried gripping the tiled wall for leverage, One of Roman's hands was splayed on the wall next to hers as she smiled as she put her hand over top of his. His face buried in the side of her neck as his free hand gripped her hip tightly. She knew this was going to be slightly painful for him, but if he was ready she would do anything to help him.
"I always want you Amaya. Haven't you figured that out yet?" Roman's husky voice murmured in her ear as he pulled out and pushed back in testing the waters. "Jesus Christ you feel good beautiful." He groaned. He slowly began to rock in and out of her body; her moans echoing off the bathroom walls. Her hand covered his on the wall and her other hand back gripping his well defined butt cheek. Roman liked it when she touched parts of his naked body intimately; hell he even liked it when she would run her hand across his ass when no one was looking. That she did quite often in his cargo pants he wore to the ring.
Amaya shivered at his confession of always wanting her. She had to admit she always wanted him too. There was something different about the way Roman was with her; than Seth. Roman seemed to take his time and paid attention to details. With Seth it was always go go go – now now now. He really was her high strung hyper puppy. Roman was more laid back and Seth; well Seth wasn't. Seth had a couple of days he would and could be lazy, but Roman would rather spent the morning laying in bed lazily making love and Seth would rather jump up, shower, eat and go to the gym.
Amaya pushed her fingers through Roman's against the tile of the shower wall as she felt his hand slide down and his fingers started working over her sensitive clit. Before long Amaya cried out as Roman sent her over the edge and a couple of thrusts later and he joined her in riding the wave of ecstasy.
They enjoyed washing each other's bodies and hair afterwards as a relaxation moment for the both of them. Roman took Amaya to a new level of heightened passion again in the shower only this time her legs were wrapped around his waist as her nails dug into his shoulders, his teeth nipping her neck as she cam hard with him.
Once they finally calmed their raging hormones down in their bodies and finished up their shower they stepped out and started getting dressed.
Amaya had on a white and royal blue spaghetti strapped dress that looked as if it had been tie dyed, it stopped about mid thigh. A blue ribbon sewn to the dress wrapped under her breasts and tied in the back. She had blue open toed 3 inch heels that buckled around her ankle. She stood in the bathroom as she blow dried her hair and then slightly curled the ends. A little navy eyeliner and clear mascara and red tinted lip gloss and she was ready to go.
Amaya stepped out of the bathroom and stopped and couldn't help smiling as she admired Roman. He had black jeans on with his black sneakers and a deep blue polo. His long hair was slicked back in a low tail at the base of his head. Amaya got breath back in her lungs as she learned how to breathe again. She walked over to him. "You look very handsome Roman." She reached up and was trying to fix his collar. She smiled as he leaned down so she could reach him. She winked at him before smoothing the soft cotton polo down his chest. "And very sexy too." She tugged on his go-tee.
Amaya laughed as Roman quickly kissed her lips and then down her neck as his hands began to roam her body. "Uh un Roman Reigns! Do not start something you cannot finish." She stated as she stepped out of his reach.
"I never start something I can't finish; now get back here woman. I wasn't done with you." Roman growled as she reached out to grab her again when she stepped out of his reach again.
Amaya held up her hand. "Do not lie to me Mr. Reigns. I can see that evil little glint in your eyes and if we start again we will be late to your parent's anniversary party which your sisters worked so hard to get together."
Roman narrowed his eyes at her. "I guess you might have a slight point." He let out a short grunt. "Fine, let's go." He grumbled as he took her hand and led her out of his house and out to his Chevy Tahoe, which he was gentlemanly enough to open the door and help her up inside of it.
Amaya had met Roman's parents and siblings once before. They'd showed up backstage at one of the Monday Night Raw's a few weeks prior. They were such great people and hard to see how Roman came out of them, he portrayed a mean asshole on TV and in the ring, but she could definitely see the family resemblance. His parents were so proud of him making it to WWE after all his hard training.
When they arrived to his parents out Amaya was lifted off the ground by not only his father Sika, but Roman's uncle Afa as well as both of his twin cousins and the twin's father as well.
Roman's mother Patricia pulled her into a tight hug. "Gosh its so good to see you again dear. I'm glad you're the one putting a smile on my baby's face."
"Mom…" Roman groaned. "I'm not a baby anymore."
Patricia gave her son the stink eye. "Roman! You are MY baby and the baby of the family so don't start with that I'm not a baby anymore crap young man."
"Yes ma'am." Roman's arm went back around Amaya's waist. "See what I have to deal with when I'm at home?"
Amaya laughed when Patricia pulled on her sons pony tail none too gently. "You see what WE have to deal with? Mr. Big Shot WWE wrestler; you get your butt out to the patio and help your brother cook. I don't want your father near that grill he'll set not only the house on fire but himself too."
Roman chuckled as he leaned down and kissed the side of Amaya's neck. "I'll be outside if you need anything."
"Just you…" Amaya smiled as she pushed up on her toes and kissed his lips softly.
Roman couldn't help as his cheeks tinges pink slightly when he heard his sisters, mom, aunts and female cousins break out in a chorus of 'Awe's'. His skin was so dark it barely showed but showed enough that Amaya laughed and pinched his cheeks. Roman cleared his throat awkwardly as he turned and went outside, but he couldn't help the warming sensation the filled his chest when she replied with 'just you'. He couldn't help falling more and more for her on a daily basis. The more time they spent together the more he really enjoyed having her in his life.
After the huge lunch that Roman along with his brother and sisters cooked from scratch. Every one gathers in the living room to give them their presents. Sika's brothers and sisters got them a trip to the Isle of Samoa so they could go back and see friends and family who still lived there. Roman's sisters got their mother a spa package at the hotel on the island. Roman and his brother Matt got their father a car show package. Apparently the time they would be there would have a car show for cars of all years. Their dad was HEAVILY into anything with wheels.
Amaya got them matching Samoan necklaces the pendants were made from Coconut husk. It was called the Circle of Life which puts into tangible symbolism the life cycle of the Pacific and the unfurling of the stem of life. It embodies the cyclical nature of life in the Pacific and the return of all things back to the beginning and origin point. The etching and tattoo designs serve as a linkage between generations of Samoan people, binding them to the archaic and lasting values of respect, humility and family. The side of Circle Of Life carving bears the etchings of the Tatau design and each also had a word etched into the front of it; tama –which means father in Samoan- and tina – which means mother in Samoan.
Sika and Patricia couldn't have loved her gifts any more if they'd been given to them by their own children. The rest of the day was drinking, eating and dancing.
Amaya's attention was pulled from Roman and his brother as they were wrestling around with the twins in the grass in the back yard when her cell phone started going off. She walked away when she noticed it was Amyra; hitting the send button she brought it up to her ear. "Amyra? What's going on?"
Amaya couldn't hear anything. "Hold on let me go inside." She walked inside the house and slid the glass door close and was thankful for the peace. "Okay what's going on?"
"Sissy, I got a donor…"