Chapter 19 – Any Better Or Any Worse

Roman had never felt as miserable in his entire life as he did trying to go for 7 days without talking to her. 7 long 24 hour filled days. He picked up his cell and looked at her number on the screen several times just daring himself to dial her number, but he couldn't force himself to even hit the green call button.

The flight back to Pensacola on Tuesday night after Smackdown felt like it was taking forever. The only good thing was he now had Wednesday, Thursday, Friday and Saturday off. Sunday was one of the four major PPV's The Royal Rumble. He had already decided he was going to come clean with Kira. She had had him pegged right as to why he wouldn't invite her on the road, but she couldn't have been more wrong when she accused him of not being ready for a girlfriend; he wouldn't have asked her to be his if he wasn't ready.

When he'd walked into the arena last Tuesday after he'd gotten off the phone and making plans with Kira his grey eyes narrowed at a flirty laugh that carried through the echoing halls of the arena. He followed it like a homing beacon in the night. When he grounded the corner and saw a few of the Diva's standing in the make-up and hair area his steely grey orbs narrowed on Marie.

Before he could even say a word Naomi his cousin's fiancé came up and pulled him from the area. She knew what had gone down; Jimmy, Jey and Roman grew up together they were only a few months apart and were thick as thieves. She knew if Roman blew up it would ruin his push that the WWE was currently giving him and any future push in the next few months.

After calming asking a few times, Roman had growled at his cousin's future wife and she finally came clean that she was the new make-up girl. She'd somehow gotten a face to face interview with Stephanie McMahon and was hired. Roman couldn't have been more sick to his stomach; he did not want his ex-girlfriend on the road with him – he didn't want her anywhere near him. He knew she was trying to use him as a stepping stone, but he had no idea she'd go as far as pestering one of the CEO's for an interview.

The plane finally landed and he never drove his Chevy Tahoe so fast to get to someone's house before. Matt had called him every single day since he'd left on Friday to chew his ass for how Kira looked when she was going into work. Every day was just a special big brother phone call torture. Roman wised up and finally stopped answering.

Roman pulled into the guest parking at Kira's apartment and took the stairs two at a time. Once he got to her door he finally stopped and looked at his watch. "Shit…" He mumbled; it was mid-night. He knocked lightly, but knew she was already in bed; the only time she stayed up late was when she was with him. He was almost temped to go home and just come back in the morning, but shook his head. He pulled his keys out and used the spare key she'd given him and unlocked the door. He made sure to relock it. He kicked his sneakers off.

Roman quietly made his way down the hallway and stopped in the door way. Kira was laying on her right side facing away from the door. She looked so small in her queen sized bed. She was in a red t-shirt and jean capris; she clearly fell asleep watching TV with the sleep timer on. He ran his hand over the top of his head. His tongue came out and wet his suddenly dry lips before he walked over and sat on the side of the bed as his hand went out and touched her jean covered hip.

Kira was not completely dead to the world and she didn't even have to open her eyes to know it was Roman who was touching her. She could smell his cologne; God he smelled so good. His Polo Black permeated the air and infiltrated her senses. Her left arm moved and her left hand went down over top of his hand that was touching her hip. She knew she regretted telling him he wasn't ready for a girlfriend. Everyone has bad days. He was entitled to have his too. The only thing that had hurt the most was him calling her Marie. She was never one to get easily offended, but after she'd heard what that succubus had done to him; her heart hurt for him and hurt her feelings when he'd called her that.

Roman watched as Kira sat up immediately and grabbed his hands that were outstretched she moved quickly as she felt his hands go from her hands to her hips as he pulled her to sit on his lap. His arms immediately wound around her body pulling her closer; her face buried in the side of his neck. "I'm sorry beautiful. I'm so sorry." He murmured as his hands slowly rubbed up and down her back.

"I'm sorry too Roman. I should've never told you; you weren't ready for a girlfriend. Clearly you were ready or you wouldn't have asked." Kira stated softly.

Roman shook his head. "No, I was being a dick I need to tell you why; you deserve to know the truth."

Kira shook her head as she looked up into is grey eyes. "I don't need to know right now. I just want you to hold me. I missed you so much."

"I missed you to beautiful more than you'll ever know." Roman admitted as he felt her arms tighten around him like she was scared he would disappear. He missed everything about her; text messages, phone calls, laugh – even her scent of sunflowers perfume.

Kira cupped his cheeks, his five o'clock shadow very present; clearly he hadn't shaved since Monday night Raw. He hated shaving but liked to look clean cut on nights they were on live TV. She leaned in and pressed her lips against his; he took the initiative and deepened the kiss. They both groaned at the feeling of each other. Kira's hands left his cheeks and slid down to his shoulders as she felt his arms tightening around her before sliding up the back of her t-shirt. She knew he wanted the skin on skin contact. She moved around she sit straddled across his lap.

Kira's head lulled back when Roman's lips left hers and trailed down her neck, nipping the flesh across her throat to her collar bones. She moaned softly when she felt his hands slide down her body and cupped her jean covered backside.

"Tell me what to do beautiful; tell me what you want." Roman murmured against the sensitive flesh of her collar bone.

"You Roman; I just want you." Kira whispered against the shell of his ear before she kissed it softly. She felt Roman's hands pull her closer to his body. Her hands slid down before she tugged on the hem of his t-shirt as she started pulling and sliding it up his huge torso.

"What are you doing beautiful?" Roman groaned.

"I want to feel you." She stated honestly against his lips. He took the initiative and lifted his arms and let her fight to pull the offending material from his body. She had seen him plenty of times but this would be the first time her fingers would be doing the sightseeing. Her hands started at his shoulders and softly slid her fingertips down over his pectoral muscles and watched as they both flexed and jerked under her fingers. She smirked when he chuckled; knowing he did that last time she thought she hurt him only to find out he was messing with her.

Roman was in heaven with this beauty straddling his lap and her sinful fingers touching his now bare chest while she looked at it in complete fascination. He hissed out when her fingernail scrapped against his nipples which instantly pebbled under the abrasive touch. He'd never felt so turned on before just by someone softly touching his nipples. He was a dude; he figured that was a female thing.

Apparently he was wrong.

He couldn't close his eyes because he didn't want to miss a thing she did to him. If all she wanted was to play around then that's exactly what he would let her do; if she wanted to go as far as they could and venture into sex then he would get them both naked and do what he had to make her happy and make sure she enjoyed it. After what her ex had put her through he was only sure of one thing; he wanted her comfortable and calm. He needed to make sure she wasn't scared of him.

Roman's hands stayed on her backside far longer than she could ever imagine any man keeping her ass hostage before. She leaned forward and placed sporadic kisses around his chest. She even leaned down and her tongue snaked out and licked his nipple and scrapped her teeth against it as well. She smirked when she heard a growl roll through his chest. "Mmm so responsive."

Roman quirked an eyebrow at her. "You'd be responsive too if someone just licked and bit your nipple beautiful." He rumbled in a husky octave. He knew the desire that she sent coursing through his body at break neck speeds was about to come to head. He groaned audibly as her fingertips touched his abdominal muscles and they clenched at her feather light touches. He wasn't sure how much he could take, but he would NOT stop her.

Kira smirked. "I didn't bite…but I can." She offered and felt his hands grip her rear-end tighter. Kira felt behind her as she took his hands and put them in his lap as she moved back and stood up. She held her hand out and waited for him to take it as she pulled him up to his feet. She pushed up on her toes and caught his lips. "Help me will you." She requested as she turned and her back was facing him as she lifted her arms above her head.

Roman's exhaled in a puff of breath as she stood there giving him non-verbal permission to take her shirt off. His hands started at her waist as he started pushing the cotton t-shirt up her torso and freed it from her body before it landed on the floor with his. When she advised him to 'keep going' he swallowed HARD. He gently unhooked her red lace bra. His hands pushed the straps down her shoulders. She looked over her left shoulder and advised him once again that it was ok to 'touch' her. Roman was about as giddy as a school boy getting ready to tough his first boob.

"Turn around." Roman commanded in a soft voice. He watched as those violet eyes slowly moved up and locked with his. "If I get to rough you tell me. I refuse to hurt you ever." He stated honestly. When she nodded in full understanding; he stepped forward and his hands quickly slid down her body and lifted her by the back of her thighs as his mouth went directly took her right nipple. Her fingers immediately buried in his raven hair as she held his head in place to her chest as a whimper left her mouth.

It had been so long since she'd felt the touch of a man. It felt like an eternity. But this man touching her in this capacity was almost too much for her senses. Her head lulled back as he kissed across her chest and hijacked her left nipple; not that she would dare to complain.

"I think we have too many clothes on for what we are both wanting to do Roman."

Roman groaned as her soft voice stated the obvious. The problem was he didn't want to let her out of his arms for more than a second and he knew it would take that long just to put her on her feet and even longer to get the bottom half of them naked as their top half. "I'm not ready to let go of you yet."

Kira smiled at his admittance. "I like that you said that, but I'm not going anywhere. If I do it's going to be back to you." She stated with truth shining in her eyes.

Roman groaned in annoyance but knew he would have to relent eventually. He leaned over and gently set her on her feet in front of him; he reached for the button on his jeans and was quick to pull his hands back when she slapped at both of them.

Ok apparently she was going to do it herself. He couldn't help as he chuckled softly.

Kira's hands made quick work of Roman's jeans when she finally got him to keep his hands out of the way. As she pushed his jeans over his muscular hips along with his boxer/brief's his very present erection was there staring her in the face…literally. She did love her cheeky side as she looked up at him as he was watching her; her eyes dropped back down to the prize in front of her eyes as she softly stroked him with her hand. She brought him to her lips as she gave it – sort of a French kiss.

Roman's felt his eyes roll in the back of his head as his hand came out and grabbed her hand that was wrapped around his erection. "Be gentle with my dick beautiful or this will end faster than I want it too." It had clearly been a while for him as well if he was THAT sensitive.

Roman's cloudy grey eyes watched as she turned around and shed her jean capris and her matched red lace boycut panties. He couldn't stop himself from pulling her into his arms with her back tight against his chest; his erection directly against her soft naked ass. He groaned as his hands wrapped around her waist and cupped a breast in each hand and loved that her nipples hardened against the palms of his hands; his teeth and lips nipping the side of her neck.

"I need to be inside of you baby." Roman stated in a voice that sounded something like desperation. "I swear I will make the foreplay up to you later, but right now I need to feel the inside of your body."

Kira nodded. "Sometimes just working to get your clothes off is foreplay enough." She winked as she took his hand and led him back to her bed. She crawled into the bed on her hands and knees before she turned and was met by Roman's lips against hers as he moved her around to lay in the middle of the bed.

Roman followed up her body. "Spread your thighs for me baby." Roman watched as she did what he asked as he started at her ankles as he softly kissed the tops of both feet and slowly made his way up her long smooth tanned legs, kissing both knees before he kissed both of her hips. "You're really sure this is what you want to do?" He asked just to make sure. "You don't have to force yourself to do anything. If you're not ready baby I can stop; it would be difficult but I would stop for you."

Kira shook her head negative as she watched him softly kiss both of her breasts as he settled himself between her thighs and she could feel his erection probing her wet sex. It felt glorious and they hadn't even done anything yet; he wasn't even inside of her. "I want you to have every piece of me Roman. I want to share everything with you. You've helped me in so many ways and you don't even know it."

She felt Roman softly run his hands up her tattooed sides and she nodded. "You sat and bantered with me every time I came to clean your house and then after Koa's accident you just turned into more." She ran her hands through his hair to the rubber band as she took it out and let his hair cascade all over. Her eyes locked with his. "I'm no one's property but I'm giving myself to you and if you want me you've got to claim me."

Roman nodded he understood that she was opening herself up to him in the most intimate of ways. He leaned down and caught her lips as his hand snaked between their bodies; he circled her nub and could just feel her getting wetter with every circle he made. He steadied himself as he began to slide into her welcoming body. Once he bottomed out he stopped moving to let her get acclimated to his size.

Both of them groaned at the feeling and the friction that their bodies produced together. Roman leaned down as his elbows pressed into the mattress on either side of her body. "You're mine now…Say it." Roman demanded.

"I'm…yours." Kira stated in a whimper.

"I'm yours." Roman stated softly. "Say it baby."

"You're mine." Kira whimpered again.

"Good now we belong to each other." Roman captured her lips as he slowly started moving his hips; rocking in and out of her body. "Now I'm going to make love to you."

Kira smiled as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders holding on to the amazing man.

Life honestly couldn't get any better or any worse; it was just…perfect.

Or was it?