Stefanie POV 

"Come on, baby. That was enough. Untie me please!" begged Roman.

"That was nowhere near enough. You brought this on yourself, Sir." I replied with a smirk.

"I promise you it won't happen again." he said with a heartbroken face.

Again he pulled and tugged at the belt of the bathrobe I had used to tie him to the bedpost in our hotel room. We had spent the night here. Roman had ordered breakfast and together we enjoyed our meal in bed. It was delicious. Apparently too delicious as that Roman could resist.

It was the first time I had time to accompany Roman to a show. In the last 4 weeks I had always had too much to do. But now that everything was back on track, I could enjoy a little more free time. My business was as good as before my accident. And I think I have never been so happy. Since Roman was the man at my side, I actually couldn't stop smiling.

And now, after his fantastic, loving family, I would get to know the other big and very important part of his life. I was really looking forward to it, because even a blind person could see how much he loved wrestling and the business. Even though many fans didn't like him, he didn't let it take away the passion he had for it. He was so strong and for me it was clear that many people in the crowds just didn't deserve him.

I was also looking forward to meeting his friends and colleagues. I wanted to know who the people were with whom he spent so much time. I wanted to know his world so that I could better understand his stories and his life.

"You don't sound very convincing. I think I need to punish you a little more," I said, running my fingers slowly over his bare chest.

"As tempting as that sounds.... I'm going to be late because of you!" he whined.

"Okay, then say it!" I demanded.

"I promise I'll never eat the rest of your waffles again if you go to the bathroom." he said, trying to sound serious.

I wasn't completely convinced, but I had no choice. I didn't want him to be late for the show. I didn't want him to get in trouble because of me.

"All right. End of punishment. For now. I may have to teach you another lesson later." I replied as I leaned over him to untie the knot of restraints.

I looked down at him and saw him looking at me with mischief in his eyes. I would have loved to know what was going through Roman's mind at that moment.

"You know, Miss King. You can punish me any time you want." he smirked.

"Oh yeah, be careful what you wish for Ro. Next time I'll pack my handcuffs otherwise." I giggled.

"Oh my kinky angel. I was thinking of blaming Reese next time, but in that case I'll gladly take the punishment." he replied and I saw it flash in his eyes.

Before I knew what hit me, Roman had grabbed me by the hips and pinned me on my back against the mattress. Startled and breathless, I looked up at him. I saw triumph in his face before he leaned in and kissed me with his plump, soft lips. Much too quickly, he pulled back and looked at me with his big doe eyes.

"I thought you were running late?" I asked softly as I lifted my hand and gently stroked his cheek.

"Oh I guess it's okay if I'm a little late for once." he growled before attacking my neck with his lips. Slowly he worked his way down to my breasts. With the tip of his tongue he gently caressed my nipple. I gasped and arched my back. Roman sucked as much of my boob into his mouth as he could while massaging the other with his big, warm hand.

"Roman..." I moaned to encourage him to continue.

But suddenly he lifted his head and gave me a cocky smirk.

"You should never play the tease and punish game with me, baby girl. Because in the end, I'm the one who laughs last." he murmured to me.

Then he stood up and pulled me to my feet as well. While we were getting dressed Roman tried to ignore my pouting face, but I kept seeing how he couldn't help but chuckle.