"Do not sass me young man!" She shouted, her finger pointed at her son.

She couldn't understand where the new attitude came from. Since when did Seth become a naughty kid? Ice cream before dinner? Videogames before he removed his uniform? Making tantrums just to get what he wanted?Had she and Roman really spoiled him that much?

"But mom, my friends play videogames all the time,"Seth huffed angrily.

Mikaella stopped chopping the tomatoes and looked at her son.

"Well they don't have strict moms like you do and I'm hoping the conversation stops here. No way in hell am I letting you play videogames again for the fifth time this week. Has Marga been too good with you, is that what this is?"

"Arggh you are soo frustrating!" Seth shouted.

"Apologize. Apologize kiddo" Roman's voice came from behind,"she's your mom, you gotta respect her"

Roman appeared out of the blue and Seth rolling his eyes apologized,

"Fine. I'm sorry mum"

And he ran upstairs leaving Mikaella shaking her head.

"See what I have to deal with while you are gone?" she joked.

"Seems to me you had it pretty handled and looking fierce while at it"

That sly smile of his again made Mikaella mentally groan. How did her husband afford to look that good after a long tiresome day?

"Fierce?"she chuckled,"what's that supposed to mean?"

Dropping his bag on the floor, he removed his black trenchcoat and his suit coat before taking long strides to where Mikaella stood. His arms gripping both sides of the kitchen counter, he inhaled the scent of her hair.

"Simply means you look hot when you act like a momma bird. Too bad Seth gets to see this side of you and I don't,"he pouted.

As ridiculous as that sounded, Mikaella turned her head slightly staring at his perfect face.

"Mr Cervantes are you the one encouraging our son to be naughty?"

"If I'm naughty will you punish me too?"

God! He was unbelievable.

"Gross! I can hear you two from my room!" Seth shouted and they both laughed.

His hands now on her waist, he pulled her to his body and Mikaella gasped. What game was he playing at?

"Why don't you leave that and we can head straight to the bedroom?" He asked leaving little soft kisses on her neck.

She tried wriggling out of his hold.

"I still have to make dinner, Roman"

"We have Marga for that" he kissed her on the cheek,"I'm not really hungry for food" another kiss,"and I'm sure Seth is full too"

Leave it to Roman to make her excited. She knew what was in his mind and even though she had said she needed time, tonight was the perfect moment. Seeing a lot of love drama for one day awakened the passion and desire in her heart. Roman loved her and she loved him, what better way to make their love complete other than make love?

Leaving the kitchen knife on the counter, she turned completely, her back pressed against the edge of the counter.

"You are hungry?"

And he nodded like a kid.

"Not for food?"

He nodded again.

"Then for what?"

"You baby. I want you,"he said his eyes darkening and pleading. God this man would be the death of her.

"Fine. Just one kiss"

His face changed into an unreadable expression.

"A kiss only? I mean not what I had in mind but okay. You said you needed time and I will respect..."

And before he had finished the words, Mikaella leaped on him smashing her lips with his. Soon, she was in his arms climbing the stairs and kissing him like crazy.

Once in their room, Roman closed the door as she could hear the lock click. The kiss was so intense so full of passion so demanding. It was the best feeling ever. Roman being naughty in this case sneaked his hand in her skirt making the skirt move up to her waist.

She moaned in his mouth loving whatever it was he was doing on her thighs. Her slim fingers running through his black hair she explored every inch of his mouth with her tongue before Roman claimed it once more. Their tongues danced in sync to a tune only they knew of. Her hands inched towards his broad shoulders, massaging them, griping the shirt so hard. Her nails begged to rip the shirt off of him, practically rip all his clothes off in this case.

She loved how he smelled how his huge hands felt on his skin, how his kisses left tingles on her skin. Pushing her to the bed, he watched her while he got rid of his clothes one by one.

Then there he stood in his naked glory. It was a bit hard to take his whole body in. He was a piece of art, like one of the sculpture of a Greek God. Reaching for the buttons on her blouse, Roman caught her hands and said in a rather sultry voice,

"Let me"

"No fair,"Mick whined and Roman chuckled leaning for her neck. He sucked a part of her skin on the neck and Mikaella overridden with pleasure wondered how long he would there. Moving down south, he grabbed her shirt with just one hand and ripped it sending the buttons flying across the room.

A caveman. He was every bit of a caveman starting from how fast he had unclasped her bra, how relentless he had been in sucking her nipples, in teasing her clit and right about now working his fingers in and out of her center.

"Fuuck Roman" she moaned bucking her hips just to feel his fingers deep inside of her.

"I love it when you moan name" he said kissing her tummy.

Standing up, he settled himself between her legs, his grey eyes meeting hers.

Mikaella cupped his cheeks pulling his face towards her. Kissing him passionately, she braced herself for him.

Aiding his length in her hole, Mikaella let out a stifled cry feeling her walls being invaded by his massive length. The feeling of passion overcame her as Roman stroked in and out of her. Not once, not twice and certainly not thrice frankly she had lost count.

Roman came the same time she did and when she thought the sex was over, Roman turned her over taking a new position and going at it again.

Talk about fierce. He was the fierce one when it came to sex.

And if this is what sex was about then she was more than glad to do it with him everyday.