Beautiful Mistake [a Roman Reigns story]

1 Forbidden fruit

Roman POV

The sexual tension between us had been extremely high the whole day. But unfortunately there was never the opportunity to act on it, because we were never alone. The level of concentration was getting lower by the minute. Every secret look and every sneaked, brief touch made the skin tingle all over our bodies. I could see it in her eyes that she felt the same way I did. Although she kept denying it. The tension seemed to create sparks. I couldn't wait to finally be alone with her, but time just didn't seem to pass.

Four more hours... three more... two more hours. Damn it. If I don't get my hands on her soon, I'm gonna explode for sure.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, we were alone. Only a few more moments. I opened the door and let Lily go first into my room. I followed her and closed the door behind me.

"This can't happen again, Roman. It's not right. We... can't..." she whispered, but at the same time wrapped her arms around my neck.

Her mind said one thing, but her body spoke another language.

"I can't resist you. I just can't. You're like a drug, baby girl. You're driving me crazy. Lily, you're all I can think about..." I rasped.

Now it was enough, I couldn't wait a second longer. I leaned down to her. When I connected our lips, I pressed her against the wall at the same time. She sighed in relief and yet I could feel she was torn. I knew exactly how she felt. Words were no longer necessary. We both knew what we wanted and what we needed. No matter how wrong it was. It was too late and it still felt so incredibly right.

Within a few moments we took off each other's clothes. Throwing them aimlessly into the room. Our bodies never apart for more than a few seconds. Screw that nice soft bed behind us. I needed her now.

Our mouths connected as I took her weight in my arm and used my free hand to position my hard cock under her. Slowly I let her down on me and felt her relax. Ahhh! I moaned into her hair. Nothing compared to the feeling of entering Lily's body. I enjoyed the strong connection we shared. I pulled away from her and re-entered her, lifting and lowering her body with my hand under her ass. I lifted her away and then re-entered her, and then again and again and again. She gasped. Mmm... she likes that. I liked it too. When the stimulation got too much, I lowered her all the way down and held her still.

She pushed her tongue between my lips. Then Lily took my free hand and sucked on my fingers before placing them on her left boob. With wet fingers I stroked her nipple and felt it tighten. Lily moaned and rubbed her clit while I lifted and lowered her again. I re-wet my fingers between her legs and squeezed her other nipple. She began to melt in my hands and control became more difficult as her muscles began to constrict around me. I inhaled slowly and struggled to wait for her while she panted breathlessly. Then, as I caressed her nipples, pulled on them and pressed into her, I felt her release, her squeezing muscles making me come with her.

Oh, it was definitely worth the wait, but it was far from enough. After we stayed like this for a few minutes, I carried Lily over to the bed where we spent the rest of the night relieving the pent-up tension.

She was my forbidden fruit. The forbidden has a fascination that makes it unspeakably desirable. Irresistible. It was something I knew was a mistake and yet did not have the strength to stay away from.