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I've been on a reading kick since September, haven't been on a reading binge since I was in high school. However, these are just a few that I've read(I gotta make a second post to add to the rest)!
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๊จ๏ธ ๐ฉ๐๐ข๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ : roman reigns x plus!size black oc
๊จ๏ธ ๐ฐ๐๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ: age gap (21 & 40) smut. infidelity. messy. honestly, what else is new?
๊จ๏ธ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ญ: 3k
๊จ๏ธ ๐๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ซ๐ฌ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐: i really wish i had an explanation as to how we got hereโฆyaโll know i love the infidelity trope, idk. by the way, i do not condone any of this behavior (iโm lying) also, this is a oneshot, nothing more, lol.
Layla sat up in bed carefully sliding on her laced thong as she watched the man who just fucked her into oblivion study the nail markings on his back in the mirror. She rolled her eyes, small smile forming as her gaze met his, "Well it's kind of hard to hold back when you fuck me the way you doโฆ"
That handsome smug smirk she's convinced she'll never get used to, tugged the corner of his lips as he walked towards her, his callused thumb gently tracing over her bottom lip as his voice lowered, "Looks like we both can't help itโฆ"
The way his rippling muscles were on full display as his dark gray sweats hung low around his waist, made the aching spot in between her legs pulse.
Layla had to admit there were times when she'd forget that the man she spent many sinful nights entangled with, wasn't justย anyย manโฆthatย theย Roman Reigns was a public figure who had an image to maintain.ย
Not to mention, a family and wife at home.
The same wife who she had seen wrapped around his arm the night she had decided to treat herself to an upscale dinner in Miami for her twenty-first birthday.
A solo trip that somehow took a turn she never could've expectedโฆ
She remembers the way his table was at a distance, secluded, but still close enough to where she was able to observe. It didn't take much for her to notice the way he was practically eye-fucking her from the moment she walked in.ย
Roman's demeanor was alluring without him even trying.ย
It was impossible not to study the way his huge biceps battled against the fabric of his black shirt as he reclined back. Or how his black, diamond chain glimmered from a distance as their eyes constantly met.ย
Its when his wife went to the bathroom and she was ready to pay her tab that the waiter informed her it had already been taken care of. And not even a minute later, she was handed a small paper with a phone number written on it leaving her even more puzzled.ย
The was, until she saw Roman's subtle smile from across the roomโฆhis look alone giving her all the answers she needed.ย
It seemed the rest was history.
Roman was unlike any other man Layla had ever met. He was patient and attentive, the first man to actually have more interest in getting to know her rather than just wanting her for her body. The moment she told him she was a virgin and wasn't ready for anything, she thought she'd never hear from him again.ย
But the truth was, she couldn't of have been more wrong.
A trip that was only supposed to last two weeks somehow extended to over a three month long stay.ย
Any free time he had, was spent with her. Countless nights between the two were filled with conversations for hours on end, and it seemed the longer they spent getting to know each other, the more Layla could feel his layers slowly peel back.
Learning that Roman's marriage to his wife wasn't exactly what he portrayed to the world, had to be one of the most intriguing parts.ย
Laura, his wife of ten plus years who had met him in college and has clung to him since. A woman who was fully aware of her husbands promiscuous lifestyle from the moment they started dating but chose to turn a blind eye in order to secure herself a wealthy and promising future.ย
According to Roman, while Laura loved him and their eight-year-old twin daughters they shared, the one thing she seemed to love more was having his last name and the benefits that came with it. There was a disconnect between them that only seemed to grow over the years. One that they wereย supposedย to be working throughโฆย
But given the fact that he was spending as much time away from home as possible any moment heย wasn'tย with his kids, told her everything she needed to know.ย
The situation as a whole was such a mind-fuck to Layla. It was hard to even grasp, let alone, wrap her head around. But as messy and conflicting as it was, it wasn't enough to scare her away.ย
Not when he was so addicting.
The desire to have Roman in a way she'd never experienced with another man, built with every moment she was within his presence. Passionate kisses where he'd eventually have to pull away due to the hardening in his pants, no longer existing since the night she pulled him back towards her and told him she was ready.
Losing her virginity to a married man was never the plan.
But as wrong as it was, the truth is, Layla wouldn't change it for a fucking thing.
Horror stories from her friends recounting how their first experience went, couldn't have been further from her own. Because unlike most men, Roman was gentle and reassuring through every step. The way he looked at her as if she was the only woman to exist, is a mental image she'll never forget for as long as she lives.
His gentleness and passion outweighed any trace of the initial sting and discomfort Layla felt as she took him. The sweet words Roman muttered as his eyes remained glued to hers, made her stomach flutter. One of the most meaningful memories being how he took care of her after.ย
The way he carried her exhausted body over to the warm bath he made her, proceeding to go back to the room to change the sheets as she got settled. How he then joined her in the tub, sitting behind her as pulled her towards him reclining her body against his chest. Those full, soft lips of his peppering kisses against her temple as his thumb traced circles against her thigh.
It was almost as if there was a softness to him that he only reserved for her.ย
But there was also a dominant and protective side to him. One that at times could come off as possessiveโฆย
A possessiveness that in her opinion, only made him that much more fucking attractive.
Because the truth was, there was no safer feeling than being with a protective man who took care of her in every way he could. A man who brought her a comfort and sense of peace that she couldn't even begin to describe. Who took care of her each and every need, eventually moving her down to Miami because they both seemed to be fucking miserable without each other.
And now almost a year later, here they were.
Layla smiled, now sitting at the edge of the bed as Roman leaned down to kiss her forehead before reaching for his discarded shirt on the ground, "You should start packing a bag, babyโฆ"
At that, her brows furrowed, confusion setting in as her eyes trailed over him, "Why?"
"Because you're coming to Italy with me."
It was always such a surreal experience seeing Roman in his element.
The pure adrenaline Layla felt the moment his entrance music hit, sent shivers down her spine. The sight of his loose hair, and oiled body alone, was enough to make her pussy flutter in anticipation for what was to come later.
It was as if the atmosphere shifted the moment he stepped out. Loud chants cheering his name erupted throughout the arena as Roman soaked it all in. The way his eyes subtly scanned for her in the crowd before his match started, brought a smile to her face.ย
It seemed, from the moment the bell rung, everything that transpired after, felt like a blur. Because the truth was, all Layla could focus on, was him. It was one thing to see Roman's matches on screen, but a completely different feel seeing him perform in the flesh. He was so precise and technical with every movement, there was such a dominant and resilient nature about him.ย
One that had her clenching her thighs together as she watched him secure his win.
Without a moment to waste, Layla quickly weaved through the crowd in an attempt to make it back to the suite as soon as possible. The hotel being relatively close to the arena, and Roman providing her with a personal driver, only made it that much easier of a task.ย
Roman's familiar cologne scent still lingered in the air as Layla stepped inside the suite. She hummed to herself, placing her phone down on the counter in the open lounge before walking into the main bedroom.ย
Her anticipation for Roman's arrival seemed to only grow as the minutes passed. Which is why she decided to put on the red lingerie set she had purchased specifically for this night. Not that it really mattered given the fact he'd more than likely end up ripping it off her in the matter of minutes.
His birthday not even a week prior, being proof of that.ย
A night Layla planned to prioritize him and focus solely onย hisย pleasure, thrown right out the window the moment Roman decided to spend the entire night worshiping every inch of her instead.ย
The memory alone causing her cunt to throb with need.ย
To make matters worse, it seemed the longer she laid in bed scrolling through socials, the more videos of him would take over her feed.ย
God, she'd do anything to have him here already.ย
That handsome ass face of his being the same one she was riding just this morning as he groaned underneath her, made her bite down on her bottom lip as her head reclined against the pillow.ย
Layla's hand slowly trailed down the span of her stomach, eyes shutting the second her fingers teased the sensitive spot in between her legs. Her crotch-less panties granting her all the access she needed as she slowly parted her slick folds. Just the mental image of him was enough to allow her mind to imagine her filthiest desires.ย
She gasped the moment her middle finger swirled against her clit, thick thighs spreading further apart as her mouth parted. It was as if everything around her faded the more she focused on the thought of him.ย
Roman was the only man she'd ever been intimate with inย anyย shape or form, he practically taught her everything she knew. He was the first man who she'd ever given head to, or received head from. Having her pussy devoured for the first time by such an experienced man, let alone "Roman Reigns" of all people, was a life altering experience to say the least.ย
Because when it came to any form of intimacy, Roman gave his all. Thorough and dedicated in each and every way. That big ass dick and talented mouth of his tookย moreย than enough care of her, and if Layla was being completely honest, she couldn't fathom sex being any better than what she's experienced andย continuesย to experience with him.ย
"Shit," Layla's back arched off the bed the second her drenched fingers upped the pace, her eyes still clenched shut as as her soft whimpers echoed across the room. She could feel her impending orgasm on the horizon as she squirmed against the mattress.
"Always so impatient, pretty girlโฆ"
Roman's deep voice startled Layla causing her eyes to shoot open as she looked over. It seemed she was so focused on the pleasure she was feeling that she hadn't even heard him enter the suite, let alone seen him leaning against the door frame watching her from across the room.
"Babyโฆ"
Roman smiled as he closed the distance, his wet, loose hair and gold chain dangled over her as he leaned down for a kiss. That familiar rich, woodsy cologne scent invaded her senses as his lips moved against hers. The way he kissed her with fervor made her pussy flutter as she continued to rub her clit.ย
Layla could feel the bed sinking underneath Roman's weight as he sat next to her. Her gaze instantly gravitated towards his growing erection as he discarded his shirt and sweats. The look of pure hunger in his eyes matched exactly what she felt for him, which is why she quickly climbed over his lap straddling him. She gasped as he adjusted himself, the way he deliberately pressed his bulge against her dripping cunt, made her grin as she bit down on her bottom lip, "You're already this hard for me, daddy?"ย
Roman smirked, mouth hovering over the crook of her neck as his big calloused hands palmed her ass, "For you, always."
If she wasn't soaked before, she damn sure was now.ย
Layla cupped his handsome face, placing soft, delicate kisses against his jawline, observing the way his eyes shut as her teeth gently grazed his ear, soft voice muttering the same three words she told him the night she lost her virginity, "Iย needย you."ย
Roman groaned into her as she rolled her hips against him. His big dick harder than ever as he jerked her body upwards giving him the room he needed to discard of his briefs and position himself, "Hold onto me, baby."
Layla's hands planted against his broad shoulders as Roman's thick mushroom tip teased her entrance, a small hiss leaving him the moment he lubricated his length with her wetness, "Fuckโฆ"ย
They groaned in unison as she sunk down, slowly taking him inch by inch. "You're so damn bโbig." It was one thing to accommodate to Roman's sheer length, but his girth alone was enough to make Layla moan, forehead resting against his as her nails instinctively sunk into him.ย
The way he always seemed to give her a moment to adjust was greatly appreciated, especially when his big ass dick filled her to the brim the way it did. Roman smiled as his grip around her hips grew firmer, "You take me so well, sweet girl."ย
Layla blushed, eyes on his as she slowly started to bounce against him. That sharp ass jaw of his immediately clenching as her pace gradually increased. Roman's fingers worked to undo her bra freeing her big breasts before gliding his tongue against her hardened nipples.ย
"Tight ass pussy was made for me and me only, baby." His big hand smacked the side of her ass as he started to meet her thrusts. The loud sounds of his heavy balls slamming against her squelching cunt filled the room, as did her moans. Roman's words only fueling her to give her all as she bounced against him. "No one else is ever gon' fucking touch you, you understand me?"
"Yโyes, baby."
"That's exactly what daddy likes to hear, beautiful." The look of satisfaction on his handsome face as he smiled made Layla's pussy clench around him, their conjoined sticky juices now coating their lower halves as his big dick continued to plunge into her.ย
"So fucking tight," Roman's big hands guided her up and down his cock as his lips that always felt so fucking magnetizing, pressed into hers for a steamy, sensual kiss. His eyes shut, tongue sloppily colliding with hers as she moaned into him. Soft whimpers escaped her the second his veiny dick started to nudge against her g-spot, further encouraging her to bounce on his dick with fervor. The sound of Romans low grunts made her swollen cunt pulse around him.
"Does my pussy feel better than hers, daddy?"
At that, Roman's eyes opened, his gaze instantly meeting hers as his tongue swiped against his bottom lip, "So much fucking better, baby." His big arm wrapped around her slick body alleviating the burning in her thighs as he took over.ย "Even when I'm with her, all I fucking see is you." Roman managed to deepen his reach, big dick pummeling into her as her soaked pussy clenched around him. Something about the way he was looking at her, felt different. Roman's honey-brown eyes bore into her as his pace momentarily faltered, "I love you, Layla."
Her eyes watered as she studied him, the pure bliss that was coursing through her body along with those three words he muttered, managed to send her over the edge. Layla cried out as her orgasm took over. The hold he had around her waist, growing firmer as he pulled her closer, kissing her temple.ย
"Love seeing your pretty ass face when you come for me."ย Roman's own pace slowly became more erratic as Layla's body jolted against him. He continued talking her through it as his own release was imminent. "Gon' always take care of you, babyโฆ give you any and everything you fucking want."
Layla panted, heavy breathing on both ends as she still attempted to meet his thrusts ignoring the fact that she was practically seeing stars at this point. Her teeth teasingly pulled on his bottom lip as she smirked, "You wanna know what I want, baby?"
"Tell meโฆ"
The pure intrigue and curiosity in his voice made Layla smile as her mouth hovered over the shell of his ear. Roman's grip around her tightening as her soft voice whispered the very thought she had been holding in for a while now, one that she no longer wanted to keep insideโฆ
Iโm a firm believer in kissing places that are usually left untouched during sex. Kissing your hips and ribs. Your spine and wrist. I want to indulge in every part of you.
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