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That Randy's promo with Jey telling him he respects the hell out of him, then Sami and Cody also showing Jey some love over the past couple of days just made me remember that podcast with Rosenberg and SGG after the Rumble where Peter Rosenberg said that they had a private bar area to celebrate Jey's win and that everyone was so happy for him.

Like despite the IWC complain that his overpushed or he doesnt deserve it and sending so much hate his way, nobooooodddy can deny that his peers and the legends love and respect him.

Here's the link to the podcast. The moment I was referring to is at 11:42

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VIA @ THEUSOTWINZ on X

Wearing glasses inside is criminal but he looks so good 🤣🫠

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He said that he was going to do it his way. He was going to carry that title and not let it change him. He said that he would help his friends, help his family, help the people who had his back (and his front), the ones who assisted him in getting him to this point. He didn't care that being champ meant he had a target on his back, he didn't care what shape that left him in.

He was not going to let the belt change him.

He was going to show up, day in and day out (working both shows), to prove that he was worthy of the WHC, to prove that he was worthy of standing in the company of so many greats that came before.

I think it's more than fair to say that he accomplished all of that and so much more.

It was an honor and a privilege for me to watch him flourish as WHC.

He fulfilled a dream that he probably couldn't have possibly realized when he first debuted with his twin over 15 years ago now.

That is a World Heavyweight Champion worth remembering.

Jey Uso is a World Heavyweight Champion worth remembering.

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Smackdown!!

when you’re this close to your Samoan boyfriends…Send help y’all… I can’t breathe🥵

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My heart🥹

OUR WWE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION MAIN EVENT JEY USO 👑☝🏾

This is so adorable. He asked if he could be in The Bloodline because he's part Hawaiian. 🥹🥹

This is what it's really about. While adult fans argue with each other and post rude and cruel things to the wrestlers, the kids are just happy to see their heroes.

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“Papa’s here.”

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What’s the problem?

I use to think of this place as a safe space to write and share my work but some of y’all take it too far and have taken the fun out of it. Hence why I don’t write as much.. The harassing messages towards @southerngirl41 are disturbing.. Y’all need a new hobby..Maybe try writing your own stories and get off her back.

She’s an amazing writer and can write about what she wants…It’s her choice, here page. If you don’t like it, keep scrolling….Problem solved.

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The Suite Life

Jey Uso One-shot

Pairing: Jey Uso X OC (Sheena)

Warning: Smut, fingering, Oral, Window sex, blojob, pool table sex and more..

Sheena works for the WWE as a photographer and her boyfriend Jey Uso has just won the world title. While they have been secretive about their relationship, Jey makes his intentions clear for the night. Her. Him...His suite and he doesn't care who knows it.

WrestleMania 41

Allegiant Stadium

"Hey, Sheena," Jey said, his voice barely above a whisper, "Can you believe this?" Jey asked holding up his newly won World Heavyweight Championship.

Her eyes, a warm chocolate brown, met his, and she offered a shy congratulations.  “I believe it because I know how hard you work, and you deserve it.”

The weight of their shared secret was palpable, the unspoken words of love and pride hanging in the air. She began to snap away, capturing the raw emotion of his victory. Each click of the camera was a silent promise that this was their moment, even if the world didn't know it yet.

Their connection was magnetic, drawing them closer with every passing second. But before they could share more than a knowing smile, the director's voice boomed over the speakers, summoning Jey for the post-match interviews. He looked at her, his heart heavy with the knowledge that their private victory celebration would have to wait.

He leaned in, his breath hot against her ear, and whispered, "Tonight, I want to celebrate with just you." Sheena felt a blush spread across her cheeks, and she ducked her head, trying to hide her smile.

She knew what he meant, and the thought of spending an uninterrupted night with him sent a thrill through her. She looked up, meeting his gaze, and said, "Maybe."

The word was barely out of her mouth before he pulled her closer, his voice a low growl. "Damn what everyone else thinks," he murmured, "I need you wit me." His intensity was like a storm, unyielding and all-consuming. Sheena's heart skipped a beat, but she knew the price of fame was high, and their relationship was too precious to be a public spectacle.

With a heavy sigh, she nodded, and Jey leaned in to kiss her, a brief but fiery promise of what was to come. Before their lips could meet, a firm hand on his shoulder tugged him away.  Damn, things were really about to get more chaotic now than they were already.

After cleaning up, Sheena made her way to the bus, her thoughts a jumble of excitement and nerves. As she found a quiet spot at the back, she pulled out her phone to distract herself, hoping the buzz of the celebrations would drown out the racing thoughts in her head.

A few aisles up, Jey couldn't tear his eyes away from his phone. Trin had sent him a video she had taken earlier. His heart raced at the sight of Sheena, so alive and vibrant, surrounded by his friends and family cheering him on. Seeing her like this, unfiltered and carefree, made him realize just how much he loved her.

He couldn't take it anymore, the secrecy and stolen moments. With a grunt, he shoved the phone into his pocket and made his way down the aisle of the bustling bus. Sheena sat in the back, swaddled in a blanket, her eyes glued to the passing scenery.

As he approached, she looked up, her eyes widening in surprise. "Jey," she whispered, a hint of excitement in her voice. He didn't answer, instead sliding into the seat beside her and wrapping a strong arm around her shoulders. She leaned into him, her body fitting against his. The warmth of his embrace was all she needed to feel safe, but the tension between them was undeniable.

The bus vibrated with the bass from the music playing upfront, muffling their conversation. "You looked amazing out there," she said, her voice barely above the din. "Thanks," he murmured, his eyes never leaving hers.

They sat in silence for a while, the bus's movement lulling them into a sense of privacy amidst the chaos. Jey's thumb traced circles on her bare skin, sending shivers down her spine.

The anticipation was a live wire between them, a silent promise of what was to come. He leaned in, his breath warm against her neck, and whispered, "I want you to be the first thing I see when I wake up in da mornin’."

Her pulse quickened at his words. She knew what he meant, and she wanted it too. But the fear of what could happen if their relationship went public was a weight on her heart. She leaned back into him, her eyes fluttering shut as she took a deep breath. "Jey," she whispered, "we can't. You know why."

He sighed, his frustration evident. He was single, his ex-wife and him had quietly divorced last year but it wasn’t the world’s business. Sheena had been a constant bright light in his life for years as a friend and six months ago they decided to quietly test the waters. Privacy meant the world to her and to Jey. He didn’t want any more backlash like the Jaida situation.

 But he knew she was right. For now, they had to keep their love hidden from the prying eyes of the world until the time was right…Thing was Jey felt like the time was right, but he wasn't going to pressure Sheena about it.

 With a gentle squeeze of her shoulder, he nodded, his eyes full of understanding. "I know," he murmured, kissing her forehead softly. "But tonight, you’re mine."

Her eyes searched his, and she found the same desperation reflected in their depths. Six months of yearning had built a pressure between them, threatening to spill over like a dam about to burst. Sheena bit her lip, weighing the risks against the reward.

The bus was dark, the music from the front a dull throb that didn't quite reach them. The shadows danced around them, offering a semblance of privacy amidst the chaos.

With a nod, she leaned in, her breath warm against his ear. "Okay," she whispered, "I'll stay with you tonight." Jey felt the tension in his body uncoil at her words. He slid his hand up her thigh, brushing his fingertips against the fabric of her skirt. “Thank you, baby.”

 Sheena's breath hitched, as she looked around nervously. “They ain't payin' us no attention, Sheena,” he whispered as his hand moved under her shirt, his calloused thumb tracing circles around her breast. Sheena's eyes fluttered closed, her mouth parting in a silent gasp. He took her earlobe between his teeth, nibbling gently as his other hand slipped under her skirt. "I can't wait."

The bus jolted over a pothole, and she let out a small moan that was drowned out by the music. “What if someone hears?”

“Good….They’ll know you’re mine.” With that declaration, Jey's hand found her wetness, and she tensed, her thighs quivering. “Uhm, Jey,” she gasps as he slid a finger inside her, his movements slow and deliberate.

Sheena's grip on the armrest tightened, her nails digging into the plush fabric. "Call me Joshua," he murmured, his voice a dark caress.

Her eyes snapped open, and she looked at him, the intensity of their shared secret burning in her gaze. "Joshua," she breathed, and his name on her lips sent a jolt of pleasure through him. He picked up the pace, his finger curling inside her as she squirmed in her seat. The darkness of the bus swallowed them, their private moment of celebration unbeknownst to the rest of their coworkers and friends.

The world outside the bus faded away, and all that mattered was the feel of her skin under his touch. Sheena's breathing grew ragged, her moans muffled by her hand.

Jey watched her face, his own desire a mirror to hers. The sight of her pleasure was his undoing, and he whispered, "You're going to come for me now, baby."

Her eyes rolled back, and she bit her lip to stifle a scream. Her body convulsed around his finger, her orgasm ripping through her like a tidal wave. "Joshua," she moaned, her voice hoarse.

He groaned, his own need now painfully apparent. "Good girl," he murmured, kissing her neck. "I can't wait to feel that around my dick." Sheena's cheeks burned with arousal and embarrassment at his words. But she couldn't deny the ache between her legs, the desperate need for more.

The bus pulled into the hotel parking lot, and the reality of their situation crashed down upon them. They had to be careful, had to keep their love a secret. But for tonight, in the quiet of a hotel room, they could be free.

Jey helped her up, his hand lingering on her waist. They made their way through the partying wrestlers, their eyes locked. They stepped onto the elevator and as soon as the doors closed, he couldn't hold back any longer.

Jey pushed Sheena against the wall, his mouth claiming hers in a kiss that was desperate and hungry. His hands roamed over her curves, leaving trails of fire in their wake. Sheena's own hands found their way to his chest, feeling the rapid beat of his heart as she melted into his embrace.

The elevator chimed, and the doors slid open. They reluctantly parted, passing a couple in the hall trying to act normally. The urgency in their kisses resumed as Jey unlocked the door pulling her inside, their bodies pressed together, their breathing ragged.

The multi room suite, beautiful and spacious. The king-sized bed beckoning them from the next room, but Jey had other ideas. He led her to the floor-to-ceiling window, the lights of the city glittering below them like a million stars. “It’s so pretty,” Sheena gasped has Jey kissed her neck, his breath hot against her skin.

"Not as pretty as you. I swear since I been here," he murmured, "You all I been thinkin’ bout,” he whispered placing her hands on the glass.

“Yea?”

“Yea…. Making love to you against this window, the city lights shinin’ bright, all dat shit. Got ya’ boy feelin’ all romantic n shit. Thinkin’ bout how I’mma make love and fuck you all over this fuckin’ suite," He whispered against her ear, masterfully removing her shirt and bra as Sheena blushed.

Her body facing the window, her trembling hands reached back and traced the outline of his erection, her own insecurities whispering in the back of her mind. But as she felt his clothed hard dick pressing against her, she knew he wasn't lying. “Yea, touch it…Feel what you do to me..Only you get me like this.”

She gasped, her eyes meeting his in the reflection of the window. "Do you mean it?" she asked, her voice a breathless whisper. Jey's eyes blazed with sincerity as he leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear.

"Baby, when I say I want you, I mean all of you." His voice was gruff with desire, his hand sliding around to cup her ample breast. Sheena's breath hitched at his words, the warmth of his palm sending a jolt of pleasure through her body.

In the glass, their reflection was a passion personified. Jey's muscular form loomed over her, his hands exploring her curves in appreciation. Sheena couldn't help but feel beautiful, the way his eyes devoured her as if she were the only woman in the world.

The moan that escaped from her lips was raw and unfiltered, a testament to the depth of her desire. His hand slipped down to her thighs, teasing her through the damp lace fabric covering her aching pussy.

 "Don’t you feel that?" he asked, his voice growling low as Sheena arched her back, her ass rubbing up against his dick. Sheena nodded, her eyes never leaving the reflection of their entwined bodies.

“Mmm, it’s so hard.”

"It's all for you, baby. All because of you."

“All for me,” she repeated taking in the moment of them about to consummate their relationship as Jey caressed her stomach.

Sheena’s hand hovered over his, the urge to pull it away almost overwhelming. She had always been self-conscious about her belly, and her thighs. "Jey," she started, her voice shaky as she looked back at him. "I don't know if..."

He silenced her with a kiss, his hand still exploring the sensitive skin. "You're perfect," he murmured against her lips, "Every single inch."

His thumb brushed her clit, and she gasped. "Don't hide from me," he whispered, his voice full of longing. "I want all of you….Love all of you..Now move dem hands and put’em back where I had’em."

His declaration and demand setting Sheena on fire and with trembling hands, she placed her palms back against the cool glass. The city lights twinkled around them, a stark contrast to the heat building between her thighs. He stepped back, his eyes never leaving hers as he unbuckled his belt.

 The sound echoed through the suite, and she felt a thrill of excitement. Sheena had never felt so exposed, so vulnerable, and yet so wanted.

"Open for me," Jey said, his voice a velvet command. Sheena's legs parted like the red sea, her heart hammering in her chest. He watched her in the mirror, her eyes wide with want, as he peeled off his shirt.

The muscles of his chest and arms flexed a sculpted masterpiece of dedication and passion. "Do you want me, as bad as I want you, Sheena?" he murmured, his voice a dark promise.

Her response was a throaty moan, her eyes locked on his. He took a step closer and shivered with anticipation. "Yes, so bad," she breathed, the word a soft sigh that seemed to fill the room. His hands slid to his pants, the button popping open with a satisfying click as Sheena blushed. "Keep watchin' baby, all this is yours," he whispered.

“It's all mine,” Sheena whispered in awe, her heat racing as he smirked. "All yours and don’t forget dat shit."

The anticipation thick and heavy as his dick sprang free, thick and proud, and she couldn't help but stare. The veins bulged and pulsed with his desire, and she felt a thrill of trepidation mingle with her lust.

He caught her gaze in the reflection, noticing the worry in her eyes. "Don't be scared," he said softly, his hand wrapping around his dick. "You can take it."

He stroked himself gently, showing her the size of his arousal. "Do you trust me?" he asked, his voice a low rumble. Sheena nodded, she knew that with him, she was safe. "I trust you."

Pleased with her answer, Jey stepped out of his pants, his eyes never leaving hers in the window. "I'mma make you feel so good," he assured her, his voice thick with promise. "I'mma talk you through it..I'll always talk you through it, baby." His thumb circled the head of his cock, a bead of precum glistening in the soft light.

The sight of him, so confident and in control, sent a shiver down her spine. "Yes, please talk me through it," she pleaded, her voice barely audible.

He stepped closer, his warm breath ghosting over her neck as his hands found her hips, guiding her closer to the glass. She felt his excitement pressing against her, and she couldn't help but let out a needy whine.

"Look at us," he murmured, his hands moving to her breasts. He watched her in the reflection of the glass window, his eyes dark with lust. Sheena's breath fogged the glass as she leaned back, her palms flat against the cool surface as Jey sank to his knees.

His hands sliding her skirt and panties down, revealing her glistening wetness. He groaned, his tongue darting out to lick his lips. "Waited so long for this," he said, his voice thick with desire.  

“Sorry, I made you wait so long.” Sheena's legs trembled, as she hovered over his mouth.

“Good things come to those who wait.” Jey leaned in, his breath hot against her thigh. "Can I taste you?" he asked, his eyes glinting with mischief as he looked up at her. Sheena nodded, unable to form coherent words.

"Say it..Say I can taste you," he demanded, his hand slipping between her thighs. Sheena's voice a shaky whisper. "Yes, please."

With a grin, he kissed her inner thigh once again, his teeth grazing the sensitive flesh. Sheena's knees buckled, and she braced herself against the window. “Yea…Keep’em right there fo’me.”

He kissed his way up, closer to her center, his tongue tracing a path that made her quiver. She watched as he licked his lips, his eyes never leaving hers. "You know this my pussy now, don't you?" he asked, his voice a low purr.

Sheena nodded frantically, her breath hitching as he finally made contact with her clit. He circled it with the tip of his tongue, teasing and taunting until she was panting for more.

"Oou shit," she whimpered, her voice a mix of pleasure and praise "Keep going, baby."

Jey's eyes gleamed with satisfaction as he complied, his tongue delving deeper into her folds. Sheena's hips rolled, her body moving instinctively with the rhythm he set. “Mmhm, just like that.”

 The sound of his mouth working her, the wet, sloppy noises of his tongue against her flesh, filled the room and sent her spiraling closer to the edge.

"Oh, oh, oh," she chanted, her eyes squeezed shut as the orgasm began to build. "Jey, don’t stop."

Her words spurred him on, his movements growing more fervent. He slid two fingers inside her, pumping them in and out as he sucked on her clit. Sheena's thighs quivered, and she gripped the windowsill tightly, her feet digging into the plush carpet beneath her.

Her orgasm hit her like a freight train, her body convulsing as she came. She felt the warm rush of her juices spill onto his face, his mouth and nose buried in her pussy. He groaned, the vibration sending another wave of pleasure through her. He held her in place, licking and sucking until the tremors subsided.

When she looked down, her eyes widened in amazement, as he swallowed her essence. “Mm, I knew you’d taste sweet,” he murmured standing, his dick throbbing with need. Jey grabbed Sheena by the hair, pulling her head back, and claimed her mouth in a bruising kiss.

Sheena could taste herself on his lips, a heady mix of salt and sweetness. His tongue danced with hers, a silent declaration of ownership. She moaned into his mouth, her body already craving more.

"You taste so good, baby," he murmured, his voice a dark promise. "I can't wait to be inside you."  Sheena's heart raced as she saw the raw desire in his gaze.

 "I want you to watch me take you," he murmured, his voice a dark promise. "I want you to see how much I love you." he rasped.

Her knees felt weak as she felt the coldness of the pane, a stark contrast to the heat of his body against hers. His hand wrapped around her neck, not tight enough to choke but just enough to make her feel his power, his dominance.

With a gentle nudge, he positioned his dick at her entrance, her juices already coating him. "You ready for me?" he growled. Sheena nodded, her eyes half-lidded with desire. “Mmm, yes..I need it."

"Fuck you look so pretty, the world bout to know you mine. I'm tired of hidin' what we are to each other."

"Tired of hiding," Sheena gasped as Jey entered her slowly, his cock stretching her pussy inch by inch. She gasped, He felt like heaven, so big, so hard. “I'mma tell the world they can't have you,” Jey groaned.

“The world,” she cried out as he slipped deeper inside her.

"The whole world, baby...Now take dis dick….It's all just for you," he whispered, his voice a seductive purr.

"Mmm, I'mma take it for my champ," Sheena whined licking her lips as her word ignited something feral in Jey.

"Yea...Take it for your champ baby...I'm all yours."

Sheena cried out scratching at the window as Jey kissed her neck. "Look up baby,” he whispered his kisses moving to her ear as their eyes meet through the reflection of the glass, the city lights casting a beautiful background. "I got you, baby," he murmured, his eyes never leaving hers.

“I know,” she whispered relaxing as he moaned. "There you go...Relax...You can do this." He pushed in further, her walls stretching to accommodate his size. Sheena cried out, a mix of pleasure and pain as he bottomed out.

“Uh! Baby!” Sheena moaned, her eyes rolling back in her head.

"Uh huh…All up in dat pussy. You feel it?”

“Yes, God yes,” she panted. “Look at us," he whispered, his breath hot against her ear. "We were made for each other." Sheena's eyes fluttered open, as she stared at their reflection and the beautiful city lights, her body moving in time with his. It was a strange, exhilarating feeling, to be so exposed yet so hidden.

With each thrust, she felt herself falling deeper, the orgasm building like a storm in her belly. "Oh, Jey," she moaned, her voice a desperate plea.

"Takin’ it all, like my good girl. I knew you could," he growled, his hips slapping against her ass. "Take it all."

“Shit! Joshua!”

“Yea, its Joshua…Yo’ Joshua,” Jey growled as Sheena’s orgasm crashed over her, body convulsing around him, her pussy clenching tightly. A primal moan escaping his lips as she came undone. "I ain't done wit you yet, fuck you feel so good. Give me another one."

Jey's grip tightened on her hips as he turned her around, her back now pressed against the cool glass. Their eyes met, her brown eyes dark with passion, his casting a fiery storm. "You're mine," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. "Forever."

"I’m yours," she moaned, her heart skipping a beat at his words. The city lights blurred as he began to fuck her in earnest, his hips snapping into her with a ferocity that was almost terrifying.

Sheena felt like she was floating, her legs wrapping around his waist to hold on as he claimed her against the window.

"What are you doing to me?" she gasped, her nails raking down his back as she felt the beginnings of another orgasm. His mouth found hers in a brutal kiss, his teeth grazing her lower lip. "Making you mine," he murmured against her mouth, his tongue delving deep. "Every inch..... Every breath.... Every beat of your heart….Mine."

"Yours-”

"Writin' my name all up in dis pussy cause’ it's mine."

“Shit, it's yours..Only yours," Sheena cried as he held her closer.

Sheena's body responded to his, her walls clenching around him, her moans growing louder. "Shit, it's your pussy, Jey."

“Mmhm, I know it…. Now let the world know dat shit..Let me hear you.”

“Joshua!” Sheena screamed, she didn't care if anyone heard, didn't care if they knew. All that mattered was the feeling of him inside her, the love in his eyes as he watched her come apart.

“My good girl”, Jey groaned picking up pace, his thrusts growing harder and faster. Sheena could feel his muscles straining, his cock thickening as he approached his own release. "I'm gonna cum," she whispered, her voice trembling.

"Come for me, baby," he grunted, his eyes never leaving hers. "Show me how much you love me."

Her legs tightened around him, her heels digging into his lower back as she met his every thrust. The second orgasm washed over her, stealing her breath and her sanity. "Jey! Fuck!” She screamed his name as he growled. “We ain’t done yet, I need one more,” he rasped as Sheena trembled against him.

With a grin that was all determination, Jey carried her over to the pool table. The coolness of the surface sending a shiver up her spine as Jey laid her down gently, his cock never leaving her. "Look at us," he said, looking up at another mirror on the ceiling. Damn, she didn't see that earlier.

Her eyes widened as she saw their reflection. The contrast of their bodies, his muscular form over her soft curves, was stunning. Their bodies moved in perfect harmony, a dance of passion that was both erotic and beautiful. "Keep watching," he murmured, his eyes never leaving hers.

Jey leaned in, his hands on either side of her head. His movements grew more urgent, his breathing ragged. Sheena's eyes remained glued to their reflection, as she watched him claim her again. The sight was too much, and she felt another orgasm building.

"I need one more," he said, his voice strained. Sheena nodded, her body already on the edge. He leaned back, gripping her hips tightly. "Keep watching," he ordered, his eyes dark with desire.

With a growl, he lifted her off the table, his hands cupping her ass, taking her in a passionate searing kiss before bending her over the pool table with a quickness. The coldness sending a jolt of arousal through her. "Jey," she gasped, her voice shaky.

 "Yes, baby," he murmured, his hands caressing her. “I- don’t know-”

"Trust me…Now eyes forward," he whispered as Sheena’s eyes landed on the window, he just had fucked her up against with wild abandon. “Yes, baby,” she moaned, as she once again saw their reflection.

“Good girl.”

He positioned his cock at her entrance once more, the anticipation almost unbearable. With one swift motion, he slammed into her, her breasts bouncing against the felt of the table.

"Jey! Oou, fuck you feel so good!" Sheena cried out. The sound of their skin slapping together echoed through the suite. Her eyes rolled back in pleasure, the new angle hitting her in just the right way.

"Look," he demanded, his voice harsh with passion. “Open, dem beautiful eyes fo’me.”  Sheena forced her eyes open, gazing at their reflection in the huge window. Jey’s eyes glossy, and possessive as his jaw clenched with determination.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered, his hand sliding between her legs to rub her clit. "I want you to watch me make you come again."

The sensation was overwhelming, the sight of him taking her with such ferocity. She could feel his muscles flexing with every thrust, his grip on her hips tightening as he drove into her. "Jey," she moaned, her voice a desperate plea.

"Come for me, baby," he said, his voice a gentle coax. "I want to feel it again."

Her body responded to his words, the orgasm building rapidly. She felt his own tension, his cock swelling even larger inside her. "I'm gonna cum," she warned, her voice a shaky whisper.

With a snarl, he pulled out, flipping her over onto her back onto the pool table. Sheena looked up at him, her eyes wide with surprise and need. "You know what I want," he growled, his hand fisting in her hair. "Say it." His top grills on full display as he bit his lower lip.

The hunger in his eyes told her that he needed it, craved it. "Jey," she whispered, her voice trembling.

"Say it," he demanded, his grip on her hair tightening. "What’s my name?"

Jey’s question sending chills down her spine. "Mmm, Joshua," she murmured, the sound of his full name on her lips, a declaration of her love as a primal growl slipped past his lip. His eyes darkening with pleasure as he thrust back into her, his movements rough and demanding.  “Say it again.”

"Joshua," she murmured again, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Again," he moaned, his hand moving faster on her clit. With a trembling breath, she shouted, "Joshua!" as her orgasm ripped through her. Her voice echoed throughout the suit as her body convulsed around him once more. "Let the world know who’s fuckin’ you like this, baby," he ordered, his voice hoarse with desire.

Her cries grew louder with each stroke as she rode out her orgasm. "Joshua! Yes!" she screamed, her voice hoarse with passion. And with that, he lost all control. "Fuck, Sheena," he grunted, his hips slamming into her as he came deep inside her, his warmth filling her.

Sheena's chest heaved, her heart racing as Jey gently collapsed on top of her. "I'm sorry," she murmured, her voice hoarse. "I didn't mean to be so loud."

Jey chuckled, wrapping his arms around her. "Don't be sorry," he murmured, kissing the top of her head. "I wanted you too. You screamin’ my name is my new favorite sound."

Their bodies tangled together as their hearts pounding in sync.

"I love you, Sheena," he said, his voice clear and strong. "And I want the world to know it."

"I love you, too Jey," she murmured, her voice muffled against his chest.

The next morning, the sun peeked through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the suite. As they lay in bed, the sensation of Sheena's soft lips on his neck brought Jey out of his slumber. He sighed feeling them move lower, kissing a trail down his body, and when they finally reached the tip of his dick, he couldn't hold back a moan.

"Good morning, baby," she whispered, her breath warm against his skin. He opened his eyes to find her grinning up at him, her dark eyes sparkling with mischief. Her hand wrapped around his dick, stroking him gently as she took him into her mouth once more.

"Mm, good morning," he groaned, his hand automatically reaching out to tangle in her hair.

 "Damn, can you wake me up like this every mornin’.” Sheena's smile grew wider, and she took him deeper, her mouth moving in slow, deliberate strokes that had him squirming with pleasure.

"I wanted to thank my champ properly," she murmured, her voice a sweet caress as she paused, letting him feel the warmth of her breath on his sensitive skin. Jey's eyes rolled back in his head, and he whispered, "Fuck…” With a devilish smile, she released him from her mouth with a pop, her hands and mouth continuing to work their magic.

"Sheena," he gasped, his hips rising to meet her mouth. "I need to cum."

Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she took him in deeper in her mouth vibrating around his dick. "Mm, my champ wants to cum," she said, her tongue swirling around the tip as Jey’s hips bucked. “Got damn, yes…Make me cum…I got somethin’ for you,” he groaned mesmerized as Sheena pleased him. His hands gripping the sheets unable to control himself. "Come for me, champ," Sheena whispered. "I want dat nut in my mouth."

With a final pleading look, Sheena went back to her task, her mouth moving faster and faster, her hand squeezing the base of his dick knowing it was game over for Jey. "Oh, fuck," he groaned, his toes curling. "I'm gonna cum...Cummin’ just for you."

"Mmm, cum, baby..I want you to cum so bad," Sheena pleaded, her mouth moving in perfect harmony with her hands. "Give it to me," she demanded, her voice a sultry purr.

With a roar, Jey erupted into her mouth, his entire body convulsing with the force of his orgasm. “Shit, here it go..Fuck,” Jey hissed as Sheena took it all, her eyes never leaving his, her cheeky smile telling him she enjoyed every second of it.

Jey groaned, caressing her face. " Oh shit…Oou wee..Did my good girl swallow it for the champ or does she need to spit?" he rasped, his voice hoarse from his cries of pleasure. Sheena smiled, her tongue sliding out to show him she had swallowed every drop. “Fuck, I knew I loved you,” he chuckled as she climbed up his body to lay beside him. Another groan escaping his lips as she kissed him greedily, making it hard to tell where he began, and she ended.

“Mmm, my nasty, good girl,” he whispered tasting himself on her tongue as Sheena smiled as he pulled her closer. Jey couldn't help but feel a sense of peace wash over him as Sheena lay on his chest.

"Thank you," Jey murmured, his voice still thick with passion. "For everything."

Sheena propped herself up on one elbow, looking up at him with a soft smile. "You're welcome," she said, her finger tracing a line down his chest. "

"Now," she purred, "I want you to put on your title." Her request making his dick jump. Was she thinking, what he was thinkin’?

“Sheena, stop playin’.”

“Who says I’m playin’, I’ve always wanted to take backshots from a world champ.”

Jey's eyes widened in surprise, a grin spreading across his face. "Are you serious?" he asked, his voice a mix of disbelief and excitement. Sheena's only response was a sultry smirk as she slid out of bed, sauntered over to his duffle bag and pulled out the title, tossing it onto the bed.

She then strutted into the living room, her naked body a testament to her confidence. She knew he watched her every move, his eyes devouring her curves as she disappeared from his view.

Jey slid out of bed, his dick fully standing at attention. He wrapped the championship belt around his waist, feeling the weight of it, the power it signified.

He walked into the living room, his breath caught in his throat as he found Sheena bent over the bar, her plump ass waving in the air as she took a bite out of a white chocolate covered strawberry. The sight was so unexpected, so erotic, that he had to stifle a groan.

"I'm waiting, champ," she whispered, turning to glance over her shoulder at him with a smirk. She fed him one of the strawberries, her tongue darting out to lick a drop of chocolate from her lip. The taste was sweet and decadent, a delicious contrast to the salty tang of his sweat that still lingered on her skin.

“You want another bite, bae?” she asked putting another strawberry in her bout as he leaned in and bit the other side. Their tongues touching briefly, sending a jolt of pleasure through him.

"Damn, you drivin’ me crazy," he murmured. With a sultry smile, Sheena ran her fingers over the cold metal and the leather. "I just want to give my champ what he needs? Let my champ take what he needs."

Jey’s eyes instantly lit up with desire. He knew what she was saying, what she was offering. He stepped even closer, his dick painfully hard at the thought of taking her how he wanted.

"Bend over and arch that ass for me, den” he commanded, smacking her on the ass, his voice thick with need. Sheena's smile grew wider, and she complied without hesitation, placing her hands flat on the bar and sticking her ass out towards him. He could see her pussy, wet and inviting, glistening in the morning light. “Damn, look at you..Just ready fo’me,” he whispered in a haze.

With a low growl, his hand coming down to caress her ass cheek, feeling the heat radiating from her skin. He lined up his dick with her entrance, the tip of his shaft kissing her wetness. "I wanna see that ass jiggle too," he moaned, his eyes on the prize.

With one swift motion, he slipped inside her, the belt around his waist jingling with each thrust. Sheena gasped, her body tightening around him as he began to fuck her with a ferocity that was both exhilarating and a little scary.

The belt slapped against her ass with every movement, the sound echoing through the suite. His primal growls, their masks of pleasure as he took her from behind were igniting a flame only they could extinguish with each other. "Mmhm, give it to me, champ."

"You gon' take it like a good girl?" he murmured, his hand coming up to wrap around her throat. "Yes, I'mma take it all. like your good girl"

Her eyes rolled back in pleasure, her body moving in time with his. Each time he pulled back, she pushed herself back onto him, meeting him thrust for brutal thrust. He could feel her pussy tightening around him, her orgasm building.

"Oh, Jey," she moaned, her voice strained. "Fuck me…Fuck like you mean it."

“I’mma fuck da shit outta you,” he growled, snapping his hips harder as she exclaimed! “Yea.....Yea..Oouuuu, fuck. Jus like dat!” she screamed, the sight of her, her body responding to his every command, was intoxicating.

He felt like a king, the world heavyweight champion claiming his queen. And she was all his, every inch of her. He felt his own orgasm approaching, his hips moving faster and faster.

"Th-throw it back, Thow dat ass in a circle for da champ," he panted, smackin’ her ass again, his voice thick with desire. Sheena complied, her ass bouncing as she met each of his powerful thrusts. The sound of their bodies colliding filled the room, a symphony of passion and lust. “Oh, shit, I’mma lucky mothafucka,” he gasped his resolve slipping as they became even more wrapped up in each other.

The squishing of her juices grew louder, her walls clenching and releasing around him, the friction driving him wild.  Seeing her blush at the sound of her juices after each methodical thrust. Sheena tried to slow down but Jey wasn’t havin’ it.

 "Nah, keep goin….Don’t slow down…Don't fuckin’ stop," he whispered, his teeth grazing her ear. "Keep going, baby."

"I can’t, Jey," she moaned, her voice a desperate plea. He leaned down, his breath hot against her skin. "Don't be embarrassed," he whispered, his voice low and urgent. "Means, I’m doin’ my job right…Makin’ my baby feel good, givin’ her what she deserves.”

“J-J-Jeeyy..Mmm, fuck.”

“Don’t be scared….Get dis nut, Sheena."

At his command her eyes snapped open, meeting his over her shoulder. The intensity in his gaze was all the encouragement she needed.

“I’mma get it?”

“Uh huh…Throw… …Dat….… Ass… back…. And…. Get…. Dis… dick…”

She pushed back into him with renewed vigor, her pussy gripping him tightly. "Oh, fuck," she gasped as he hit her just right, the pleasure almost unbearable.

Jey's hand moved to her clit, his thumb rubbing slow circles as he continued to fuck her hard from behind. Sheena's moans grew louder. "Yes, baby, give dat shit some sound," he murmured, his voice a gentle coax. "Come for me again." he whispered, taking her in a searing kiss.

Her body responded, her orgasm building once more. "Jey!" she screamed, her voice hoarse.

He didn't let up, his grip tightening on her hips. "This pussy is mine," he growled, his thrusts becoming more intense, the title slapping her ass even harder. "Say it."

"Yours," she moaned, her voice barely audible. "All yours, Jey."

Their bodies moved in perfect harmony, a dance of love and lust. Sheena felt herself losing control, her body no longer her own. And she didn't care. All that mattered was the feeling of him inside her, claiming her over and over again.

"You're mine," Jey grunted, his hand sliding down her body to grip her ass tightly. "Every inch of you, Sheena. Every goddamn inch." His words were like a drug, pushing her closer and closer to the edge. She could feel his dick swelling and getting harder.

“Mmm, harder,” Sheena moaned as Jey trembled pulling her close. “You want it?....Want it harder?” he growled, as Sheena cried out.

 “Yes!”

“Gotchu..fuck, I gotchu,” he moaned increasing his pace. "Look at dat ass," he murmured, his voice a mix of awe and hunger as he spread her cheeks watching his dick disappear inside her as her essence coated his dick.

 "Yea, cream on dat dick…Fuck, you takin’ it so good, Ma." Sheena's eyes squeezed shut as she felt him hit her g-spot, her legs threatening to give out.

“You’re fuckin’ me so good champ.”

"Sheena, shit...I'm yo champ...Just yours," he whispered, his breath hot against her skin. "You feel so good, Ion wanna cum."

“I ain’t goin’ nowhere Josh. We got all the time in the world baby…Get what you need,” she moaned as he nodded.

The title belt jingling with each thrust. " You…I need you….You're so beautiful," he murmured, his eyes never leaving her reflection in the mirror. "I love watching you take it, gotdamn."

“Mmm, I love takin’ it.”

The sound of the belt slapping against her flesh was a reminder of who was in control. And she loved it. Loved the feeling of being claimed, of belonging to him.

"You're mine," she whispered, her voice filled with a newfound confidence. "All of you."

Jey's thrusts grew more erratic, his orgasm building. "Fuck yes," he groaned, his eyes never leaving hers. "I’m all yours." Jey's body stiffened, and with a roar, he emptied himself into her. Sheena felt her own orgasm crash over her, her body trembling with the intensity of it all.

For a moment, they remained there, their bodies connected, their hearts racing. "I love you," she murmured, her voice filled with emotion.

He leaned down, kissing the back of her neck. "I love you too," he whispered, his arms tightening around her. "More than anything."

“What happens in Vegas definitely ain’t stayin’ in Vegas,” Sheena murmured as Jey chuckled.

 “Damn sure ain’t, cause’ you stuck wit my ass now.”

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Sky's Limit

Sky's Limit

Roman Reigns X OC (Sky)

Dwayne Johnson(The Rock)

Seth Rollins X Becky

Rating: 18+ Warning: Smut; sex, fluff, couple arguing, breaking up, threesome

It’s Sky’s first WrestleMania as Roman’s wisewoman and she’s a nervous wreck. What happens when going in search of her boyfriend reveals a stinging betrayal? A betrayal that threatens to break her but her best friends Roman and Dwayne remind her that she is the prize? Can Sky accept that she is worth it and let Roman and Dwayne worship her or will she push them away?

This was requested by @isabella-2025 Thank you for this challenge, and I hope you like it.

WrestleMania Night 1

Sky's POV

It’s night one of WrestleMania and I’ve been running around like a chicken with my head cut off, so it was nice to finally sit down and catch my breath, but I couldn’t stop fidgeting.

“I’m so nervous right now, especially since it’s my first WrestleMania appearance. I don’t want to mess this up tonight.”

“I’mma need you to calm down, breathe, and answer my question, Mama.”

“I’m sorry, what did you say?”

 “Are you gonna grab a drink with us tonight?” My best friend Dwayne asked as I sighed. “I don’t know what Seth has planned.”

“Well bring him along, we won’t bother him. We just wanna hang out with you.” Roman said handing me a water. We were having our last creative meeting for the match later on tonight.  

Our COO Paul Levesque, making his presence felt unnerved me even more. Where the hell was Seth’s ass?

“Alright Sky, I need you to really be on it tonight. We got Heyman coming back in a few weeks and we really want to drive this home that you’re Roman’s wisewoman. This will setup you both trying to stop Solo and the new bloodline while Roman is on his break.”

“I got you; I’m on it….Talk my shit tonight,” I said smiling at Roman as he winked at me. Ok, I’m not gonna lie, he’s my friend but damn he’s a fine piece of man….. I mean I do have a man but I ain't blind.

“Where is Seth?” Dwayne asked as I checked my phone. “I have no clue.” Seeing Cody come in and take a seat made my irritation grow. “Sorry I’m late, my autograph session went over a few minutes.”

“You’re good, we really just started.  We’re still missing Seth.” Paul said somewhat irritated, and I couldn’t blame him. We were due to go on in about two hours and he was nowhere to be found.

“I’m sorry ya’ll, let me call him.”

I tried but after two rings it went straight to voicemail. “What the hell? Did he just ignore my call?” I whispered as Dwayne leaned over. “Everything good, Mama? Do you need a few minutes?” he asked as I shook my head.

“Yea, let me go see where he is. His autograph session was earlier, he should have been here,” I muttered excusing myself feeling dread in my spirit. What was going on? Moving through the crowd of people i smiled. Tonight was a big night for us all but i needed to find my boyfriend.

After checking several places and getting no luck I decided to check his dressing room. I swear sometimes he be moving funny. I chalk it up to the fact our relationship is still fairly new but why would today of all days you turn your location off?

Rounding the corner to his dressing room I heard distinct moaning sound. "What the fuck," I whispered listening at the door.

“Quiet, or I’ll make you be quiet,” I heard Seth groan as I heard a distinctive Irish accent. “Mmm, I’m sorry baby.”

Becky? No…It’s not her…Not my best friend…She wouldn't do that.

I felt my anger building as their moans bounced off the walls. Opening the door, I stepped in seemingly in a daze wanting to see it for myself. I needed to be sure.

“I’m almost there. Such a good girl for me, Becky, I love you,” Seth cooed. They were so wrapped up in each other that they didn’t realize I was even in the room watching them.

“We have to hurry up, before she comes back,” Becky groaned as I felt my world crumbling.

“Nah, take your time and finish,” I said slamming the door as they jumped apart.

“What the hell you’re doing Sky?” Seth yelled as Becky jumped up trying to put her clothes on.

“I think I should be asking you that!” I screamed as Becky tried to come towards me.

“It’s not what you think? We were just talking.”

“Don’t come near me or I will snap your fuckin’ neck. Just talkin’ my ass, looks like my boyfriend’s pencil dick was one inch up in your passed around pussy to me.”

“I’m so sorry, Sky.”

“You don’t owe her nothing, least we ain’t gotta hide no more, Becks.” Seth said as I scoffed. The arrogance as he put back on his pants pissing me off.

“Fuck you, Seth! Just stay away from me…Both of you,” I hissed turning on my heels storming out of the room. I knew something was off these last few weeks, but I pushed it to the side.

"Damn me for not seeing it."

 The only reason I didn’t raise hell, and beat both their asses, was the fact we were at work, and I worked too hard for this moment. I wasn’t going to let them take it away from me.

Paul didn’t play that shit; we all would’ve been suspended on the spot and it isn’t worth it to me…I worked too hard for this…Not today, Satan…

“Sky, come back here!” Seth shouted hot on my heels as I sped up. “It’s done! You cheated, and I’m done with you. It’s all good, just leave me alone, Seth.”

“I know you ain’t mad, Sky? What did you think was gonna happen, it’s been four months and you ain’t fucking me.”

“You told me you understood that I wanted us to take it slow. You know what? Just Leave me alone Seth,” I said walking faster, just trying to find somewhere to be alone.

“No, listen to me!” Seth roared grabbing my arm as I pushed against him.

“Let me go, Seth.”

“You had to know I was fuckin’ somebody else. Look at me and look at you, like you ain’t even my type anyway, you're too plain."

"Seth, you can stop now," I whimpered trying to not go off and remain strong.

"Sky, I tried to give this a chance, but I have needs and you weren’t meeting them, Becky was!” he yelled as I felt exposed, our coworkers were stopping in the hall to watch the scene before them.

“Well, she ain’t getting much in that department, inch worm. Hate to tell you but she's faking that shit." The chuckles from the crowd that had gathered setting him off as he growled.

 I saw out the corner of my eye Nattie run off and I couldn’t help but pray she was going to get some help because these other fools were just watching for entertainment.

“What the fuck did you just say to me?”

“You heard me clown and apparently, I was right to not sleep with you. You’re fucking my best friend jackass! I mean pardon me for wanting to get to know a person before I spread my legs to them!” I screamed, getting angry all over again.

“And she’s good too.”

“If she so good, why you are following me, there she is,” I said pointing at Becky as she looked embarrassed. “Sky, I’m sorry-”

“Don’t talk to me bitch, the only reason I ain’t beating your ass and his is because I earned this moment and this bullshit ain’t gonna take it from me. I’m not about to get suspended and lose something I worked hard for.”

“Sky, Nattie came and got us, what’s the problem?” Roman asked as I pulled away from Seth and went to stand beside Dwayne, who pulled me close as I fought to keep my eyes on the ground.

“Nothing, goin’ on brotha, just talking to my girl.”

“Ex-girl,” I countered as Seth tried to push pass Roman. “Come here, Sky.”

“Aye, you've done enough, ain’t you embarrassed? I’m embarrassed for you? You just lost the best thing that ever happened to your dumbass.”

“No cause’ I know I made right decision, Roman…She was never good enough for me?” His words stung, he truly felt I wasn’t good enough for him.

“You got that right…She’s too good for you, always been,” Dwayne said stepping to Seth.

“Ah! There you go big man!  Always wanting things that’s mine, both of you. I hate to tell you, her legs locked at the fuckin’ knees, you ain’t gettin’ none,” Seth joked as Roman held Dwayne back.

“Just give me two minutes,” Dwayne growled as Roman shook his head. “We handle it, later,” he whispered as I pulled on Roman’s arm gently. “Can we go please?” I whispered to them both, feeling myself about to lose it, but I didn’t want to cry in front of everyone.

“Sure, we gotchu, baby girl,” Roman whispered before giving Seth one final look. “Stay away from her or it’s gon’ end bad for you,” he growled as Seth seemed shook but tried to play it off.

Roman’s POV

“I can’t believe this fool,” Dwayne said opening the door for Sky. “I’ll be back.” Before we could respond Sky ran into the bathroom and locked the door.

Hearing her soft cries broke my heart. “Man, now what? This is a shit show; can you believe him?” I asked as Dwayne seemed deep in thought. “We handle business and keep it professional…Then after, we take her out and we go from there. He's a non-issue now.”

“Easier said than done cause' I wanna beat his ass."

"We keep an eye on him during the match and we talk to her later on and lay it all out."

"We can’t tell her what we were going too, now,” I hissed sitting down. How do you tell your best friend you think her ex who was once your best friend is a piece of shit and didn’t deserve her. How you want to show her how she should be treated by a man.

“Is she alright?” Paul asked, coming inside as I shook my head.

“No, she’s not and I don’t even know if she can go out there tonight. It’s a lot,” I said as Dwayne agreed.

“Yea, maybe we can just do this one alone. She ain’t ready to be out there with all this going on.”

“Yes, I can,” Sky said wiping her eyes coming to sit down beside me.

“You sure, Sky? We wouldn’t blame you baby girl if you needed some time.”

“Roman, I earned this spot, and he’s not going to take it from me. I am your wisewoman and damn it tonight I’m going to be the best wisewoman I can.. I promise I can handle it,” I said as Paul smiled at me.

“Ok, I just wanted to be sure.” he said giving Sky a hug. “Meet me in 15 mins so we can finalize everything,” he said leaving.

“Sky-”

“Can we talk about it later, I just want to do the show and worry about this mess later,” she said with a look of determination. "Yea, anything you want, Mama,” Dwayne assured her as she got up to touch up her makeup.

The main Event

Word had spread fast as to what had happened, Cody had even approached us in Gorilla upset. “You sure you’re ok, Sky?” He asked as she nodded, welcoming his embrace. Why the fuck he touchin’ her?

“I’m ok, Cody.”

I rolled my eyes before I knew it. I couldn’t help myself.  “Damn politician,” I whispered as Sky looked at me confused.

“Keep it professional out there or there will be hell to pay Rollins,” Paul warned before Roman, and I headed into the stadium.

Sky’s POV

Feeling the crowd on a stage that big was amazing. Roman seemed unfazed as we walked through the orchestra playing his music and the crowd going wild.

I couldn't help but wonder what kind of beating Seth was in for as Roman helped me in the ring and we waited on Dwayne, his entrance shocking the crowd. “Ok, the fire is cool,” I whispered as Roman smiled at me.

“I know right,” he joked as we shared a quick laugh.

 I had a front-row seat to the drama unfolding. Seth's face reddened, his jaw tightening as he shot Roman an angry glare as he got closer and closer to the ring.

“Yea, this is not going to end well,” I muttered pacing in front of Michael and Pat as Seth finally entered the ring and went to stand on the middle rope looking down at me.

Almost taunting me as I shook my head. “You know you can’t ignore me sweetheart!” The wink he threw my way after he blew a kiss made my stomach turn.

“Let’s go my tribal chief!” I yelled clapping, getting into the zone as Seth seemed angry, I wasn’t paying him any attention. “You can’t ignore me, beautiful!” he yelled as Pat looked at me with worry only relaxing when I mouthed, I was ok.

“Seth is trying to get the Wisewoman’s attention, but she is focused on this match, Cole.”

“As she should be, if Roman and Rock win, it’s bloodline rules tomorrow for Cody vs. Roman.”

The bell rang, signaling the start of the match, and you took a deep breath, focusing on the task at hand.

Seth was a tornado of rage in the ring, his movements erratic and unpredictable. I could see the anger in his eyes, but Roman and Dwayne remained calm, a well-oiled machine of strategy and power.

When Cody was finally down, you could feel the anticipation in the air. Roman tagged Dwayne, and the crowd went wild as he came in fists flying as Seth tried to fight him off.

“Punk ass bitch!” Dwayne yell throwing Seth outta the ring as the ref tried to hold him back. “That’s enough Rock!” The ref yelled as Dwayne paced.

“Get it back in the ring, Seth!” The ref yelled as Seth held his hands up freighting innocence gathering himself as our eyes met. “Come to me,” Seth hissed, walking towards me.

“Get away Seth!” I yelled, accidentally tripping over my heels and falling to the floor, grabbing my ankle in pain as he laughed.

“Oh no! Sky’s in trouble, I know Rollins isn’t about to do this!” I heard Cole yelling.

“He better not! Aye, get back in the ring Rollins! He can’t curb stomp the wisewoman!” Pat yelled as I crawled to my knees trying to stand, as Seth chuckled getting a running start preparing to launch himself, “Wanna bet!”

I closed my eyes bracing for impact, but nothing came. Opening my eyes, I saw Seth’s body fly over my head landing on the announcer’s table with a loud thud.

“Not on my watch bitch!” Roman yelled as Seth writhed in pain on the announcer’s table. “You ok, baby girl?” he asked suddenly by my side helping me up.

“Yeah, I’m good,” I whispered trying to keep up with what was happening right now as Dwayne was going nuts pulling the monitors off the announcer’s table before jumping up there and rock bottoming Seth through the table.

“Finish it Roman!” I yelled pointing at Cody getting back into character as Roman slid back into the ring, ran the ropes before delivering a spear.

“All hell has broken lose out here Pat!”

“Sky is the only one standing right now..This is crazy.”

“Cover him Roman!” I yelled slapping the mat as Roman finally covered Cody. The crowd, on its feet counting with the ref was a beautiful sight as Dwayne struggled to get up.

 I hate he hurt himself trying to protect me, but I felt a sense of relief as the bell rang and he slid back in the ring to celebrate with Roman.

“Bloodline rules tomorrow! Welp, sorry Seth it just wasn’t your night I suppose. Nothing personal Cody, it’s just business, I promise,” I said into the camera with an innocent smile.

“Sky is obviously relieved, Roman and Rock kept their word. It’s Bloodline rules tomorrow!” I heard Pat screech excitedly as Roman beckoned me with his finger. “Get in here,” he smiled as I bit my lower lip slipping under the bottom rope.

“Did you ever think night one would end like this…Reigns…Rock victorious!”

“It’s been a hell of a night Cole and if Sky has anything to say about it, Roman is walking out the Undisputed champion tomorrow night.”

Fireworks began to go off as we celebrated in the ring to end night one of WrestleMania.

Hotel Bar

Sky’s POV

“Are you good, you’ve been quiet since we left the building,” Dwayne asked rubbing my arm as I sipped on my ginger ale.

“I’m fine, ya’ll….I promise.”

“No, you’re not, so stop pretending. Your dipshit of an ex cheated and with your best friend. It’s ok to feel shitty about that,” Roman said as I felt my heart ache.

“Why did he do it?” I couldn’t stop the tears welling in my eyes. “Cause’, he’s an idiot. Don’t cry beautiful,” Dwayne whispered as I shook my head. “I’m not b- beautiful, that man stood in that hall with my best friend and told me I wasn’t good enough for him.”

“That’s his fuckin’ loss not yours. You’re beautiful, Mama.”

“You have to say that, Dwayne. You both do cause' your my friends.”

“You are so beautiful; and you don’t even realize it. That makes us love you even more,” Roman whispered caressing my face making me look at him.

“What?”

“Sky, you deserve the world and even if it’s just for tonight we want to give it to you. Show you how a man should worship a beautiful woman.”

“W-We- Roman, what are you saying?” I asked almost afraid of the answer. “I’m saying, I’m crazy about you, so is my cousin and we’re tired of pretending.” You could cut the tension with a knife.

“Dwayne is that true?” I asked, my heart racing.

“I know I’m not around a lot, so I never approached you about how I felt but yes, It’s true.”

“Am I that dense.”

“No, we just hid it well…Look, we both just want a chance to show you what it feels like to be worshipped because you deserve it. And while all three of us together would be a one-time thing…I have to tell you, I want more, Sky….. I always have.” Roman’s confession making the room spin…. He wanted more…He wanted me.

“I don’t know what to say to all this.” Seth long forgotten now.

“Say we can show you what you deserve,” Dawayne whispered sending chills down my spine as I nodded releasing the breath I was holding. Throwing caution to the wind, Roman leaned over, his lip ghosting across mine.

“Say it, Sky, I wanna hear you say we can have you, baby.”

“Y- You can have me,” I sighed melting into Roman as Dwayne pulled his wallet and paid the bill. The elevator ride to his penthouse suite seemed to take forever as Roman seemed to pick up on my nervousness.

“We got you, baby girl,” he whispered capturing my lips in a searing kiss as I melted feeling his hands and Dwayne’s lips on my body. Relentless in their pursuit to drive me crazy only stopping when we reached our destination with a ding.

“Lord have mercy,” I moaned against Roman’s lips as I felt Dwayne smile against my neck. “You’re in for a treat lil Mama,” he whispered as we stepped out the elevator, casually strolling up to his door.

“Ladies first,” Roman growled smacking me on the ass as I blushed walking into the suite.

The room suddenly beginning to spin as Roman and Dwayne seemed to be working in sync, “Ya’ll done this before?” I gasped as Roman chuckled gently kissing my shoulder, slipping the straps of my dress down. “Nah, you’re the first,” he moaned as my dress pooled at my feet.

“And the last beautiful,” Dwayne added pulling me against him as I purred feeling his need for me. “Is this real?” I panted, the feeling of their lips and hands on by body igniting a fire within me.

“Lay down, spread your legs and we’ll show you just how real this is,” Roman groaned as I blushed but complied. Their smoldering gazes holding me captive as they undressed.

“Look at you beautiful, just waiting on us to ruin you.” Roman’s eyes darkening as Dwayne sank to his knees between my legs as my body anxiously shook with anticipation as he caressed my hips.

“We got you baby, just enjoy,” he whispered kissing my belly button as Roman laid beside me, caressing my body, his lips ghosting across mine. His dick hard and demanding as it pressed into my side.

“He every ate your pussy baby?”

I could only nod, entranced by Roman and his voice. “Nah, I mean like really ate this pretty pussy till it squirted?” Roman asked as I blushed. “Answer me baby girl, has he?” Roman questioned as we shared a brief passionate kiss.

“Dwayne, shit!” I moaned against Roman’s lips, arching my back, as Dwayne licked and sucked at my clit.  His devious chuckle against my pussy sending shockwaves through my body as Roman's fingers joined him, plunging deep inside me as Dwayne's tongue worked its magic.

“I’ll take that as a no.” Roman said confidently as they took me higher and higher. “No, he didn’t,” I cried out as his lips found my neck. “Well, he was lazy, but we gotchu Sky, now cum,” he demanded as I felt my body exploded unexpectantly at his demand.

“Hell yea, squirt in his mouth. Fuckin’ soak my fingers too,” he praised watching me through hooded eyes as I continued to come undone before them.

“Damn, you taste so good.” Dwayne’s muffled voice confessed as he continued to drink from my welcoming fountain.

“Mmm, let me see,” Roman murmured as I watched with wide eyes as he brought his fingers to his mouth as tasted them. The sensual erotic gesture shocking me as a low moan fell from his lips, turning me on even more.

What was this man and his cousin doing to me?

“Sweet as fuck, just like I knew you’d would be,” Roman growled as Dwayne he climbed up beside me, claiming my lips in a deep kiss as Roman suddenly disappeared.  

Tasting myself on his lips, I moaned in shock at the erotic action. I had never experienced anything like this before and I loved it.

Seth was always so robotic during oral and never wanted to kiss after. Maybe that’s why I could never seal the deal with him. Melting further into his passionate kiss, I felt free…Free to do what I felt and wanted.

“You taste real good, don’t you?” he groaned against my lips as I pulled him closer. “Mmm, shit.” I moaned, my eyes briefly meeting Roman’s as Dwayne began kissing and nibbling on my neck.

“Roman, it feels so good,” I moaned as he licked his lips, stroking his dick turned on by the intimate act, knowing what was about to transpire.

 “Yea, embrace that shit cause' we just getting started.”

“You ready for her, Uce,” I faintly heard Dwayne utter, suckling now on my breasts as I writhed beneath him.

“Mmmhmm, been ready.”

“Roman, I need you,” I begged as he came towards me, bending down capturing my lips in a passionate, slow sloppy kiss.

“You ain’t never gotta beg baby, I got you…Now be a good girl and get on your knees. Show him your appreciation for makin’ you feel good, baby,” Roman moaned as Dwayne pulled away, moving to the head of the bed, eager to receive his reward as I complied with Roman’s request.

“Come get it lil Mama…He don’t bite, I promise,” he moaned taking my hand and guiding it to his dick as I began to stroke him. My movements were somewhat clumsy at first but grew bolder and more confident as I took him in my mouth, a primal groan escaping his lips.

“Yea, there you go…Up….. Mmm, down…..Yea…. Take it a little at a time and breathe... Fuck, you feel so good!”

“Mouth game lethal ain’t it?”

“Hell yea, fuck.”

“You doin’ so good Sky..You hear me? We’re proud of you baby girl.”  Roman’s comforting words making my heart race as his fingertips danced down my spine.

 I was whining mess, refusing to release Dwayne’s dick as I Roman continued to talk me through it.  “Yea, my queen is doin’ so fuckin’ good.”

“We so fuckin proud of you Mama, suck dat dick for me....Damn.”

 Noticing Dwayne’s reaction as my mouth vibrated around his dick, I did it again as he gasped helplessly. “Sky, s-shit.”

“Yea, do that shit for him baby girl.”

Humming in pleasure I felt Dwayne’s grip on the back of my head tighten. The subtle growl that escaped his lips as he fought to not lose control urged me to take him even further into my mouth.

“Now let me give you what you deserve for being such a good girl for us,” Roman whispered, chills shot down my spine feeling him rubbing his dick up and down my clit as I moaned in anticipation.

“Oouu, shit stop playin’ and put it in, Roman, I need it please,” I pleaded as Roman bit back a moan.

“I know you need it baby, but we gotta take it slow..I don’t wanna hurt you,” I he moaned slowly thrusting the mushroom head tip past my folds as I groaned. “R-Roman, I-”

“I know it baby, just take care of him Ma, I got you,” he moaned thrusting in and out little by little stretching me deliciously out as suddenly I gagged.

Dwayne’s hips bucked, pushing his dick further into my mouth catching me off guard as tears sprang to my eyes.

“Breathe, Sky you can do it…You almost got it all in your mouth, relax ya throat, and breathe for me,” Dwayne instructed as I relaxed allowing him to guide my movements.

“Fuck yea, you got it now Mama,” he praised as I felt something within me take over as I began to claw at his thighs taking more and more of his dick in my mouth with each strategic bobble of my head.

With a snap of his hips Roman bottomed out as I screamed around Dwayne’s dick..

“Fuck yea, grip it..Yea, grip my dick, baby.” Roman growled beginning to thrust inside me, his rhythm slow and steady as I whined in pleasure. Each thrust of his hips caused me to take Dwayne further down my throat.

“You feel so good, Sky,” Roman praised as I submitted to him.

“And looks so good getting fucked out by us,” Dwayne added caressing my face as I moaned even more turned on, but suddenly tensing feeling Roman’s thumb against my ass.  

His thrusts becoming more strong and powerful as I felt myself fighting against him as his thumb slipped inside my ass.

“R-Roman, w-mmm, what you doin’?” I moaned releasing Dwayne but still stroking him as he closed his eyes in pleasure.

“Shh, relax baby, I’m just getting you ready, so it won’t hurt as bad when he takes you here.”

“T- Take me there? I- I’ve never. Uh,” I moaned as Roman went deeper. “Look at me Sky,” Dwayne whispered caressing my face as I willed my eyes to his.

“Trust us, Mama..We would never do anything to hurt you…Now relax for him.” His deep voice soothing me. Not needed to be again, I relaxed as Roman continued to work me over gradually thrusts one…then two..then three fingers inside me as I cried out from the dual sensations of his dick drilling my pussy and his fingers in my ass.

“Yea, dat’s it…. Open up for Daddy, beautiful.”

“Oouu, baby! Roman, fuck!” I screamed, as Dwayne chuckled.

“Yea, you love dat shit don’t you? You Daddy’s good girl, ain’t you? Tell Daddy, Sky," Roman commanded.”

“Yes, I’m Daddy’s good girl,” I cried moving against him, still stroking Dwayne, who had remained quietly entranced. His piercing gaze darkening as he watched Roman fuck me.

“Damn, she ready ain’t she? Yea, you takin’ dat dick good for him…Mmm, keep bitin’ dat lip Mama. You so fuckin' sexy,” he rasps.

“Mmmhm, she good and ready for us…Go get a condom,” Roman moaned suddenly turning me over, as I cried out at the new deep missionary position as Dwayne got off the bed obeying Roman’s orders.

“R-R- Ooouu, Roman,” I moaned as he swiveled his hip hitting my g-spot over and over. “Yea…It’s just us now baby,” he whispered against my lips going deeper as I clawed at his back.

“Just us,” I moaned, our foreheads pressed together as our bodies molded together.

“After tonight, you’re just mine you understand? He can’t have you again..Not Seth... Not my cousin..Just me..Just my woman."

“Roman,” I whined as he growled against my neck. “Fuck, you feel so good…. Tell me you understand me?”

“Yes, I understand,” I cried out as a primal growl escaped his lips.

“Fuck, such a good girl,” he praised rolling over as I gasped feeling him deeper inside me, his girth stretching me more and I placed my hands on his chest to steady myself.

“Y-You’re so deep, fuck,” I cried as Roman gripped my hips tighter. “I know…And about to go deeper,” he groaned bucking his hips as I fell forward my lips crashing against his as we moved together in sync.

Dwayne somewhat forgotten until I felt the tip of his dick at my ass, my body held hostage between them.

“You gon’ let me in, Mama?” he whispered kissing down my spine, Roman swallowed my moan as I whimpered feeling the cold lube against my ass as he gently rocked his hips, slowly slipping the tip inside.

“Oh! Fuck!” I hissed against Roman’s lips as he held me tighter as he stilled my hips. “I know Sky..It’s gon’ feel good, I promise,” he cooed kissing my face and neck as I melted further into him.  

Dwayne easing inside of me thrusting only so far before pulling out, determined to not cause me pain. “We got you, Sky,” and with a snap of his hips I cried out, in shock and pain.  “Pull out, it’s burning,” I groaned, reaching behind trying to push at Dwayne’s stomach. “I’m in baby, you did so good,” he rasped stilling his hips giving me time to adjust to the invasion.

“I feel so full, it’s too much,” I cried as Roman looked at me with lust filled eyes, caressing my face. “Breathe Sky, you’re in control baby, we move when you ready.” His calming voice helping me to calm down and take a breath.

“Good girl, now do you want us to stop?” he asked as I shook my head no. “I’m ready now.” I gasped.

 Dwayne began to thrust slowly as I gasped, feeling less pain and more pleasure. “Look at my good girl takin’ us both. I’m so proud of you Sky.” Roman praised, starting to move again as my eyes rolled back in my head.  

“Yea, get yo’ nut Sky.” Dwayne urged me as I let go of the fear and embraced the unknown.

“It feels so good, both of you feel so good," I cried, their thrusts in sync with each other.

"We here to please you, baby......Mmhm, you look so beautiful like this. Fuck, so lucky we got to have you like this." Roman's confession making me feel like the most powerful woman in the world.

“Oh my god!” I cried out as Roman sat up, capturing my lips in a searing kiss as Dwayne held me close, marking my neck. “You are so fuckin’ tight, fuck.”

“So fuckin’ beautiful,” Roman added as my body seemed to go into overdrive as I began moving with them. “Yes…Take what you need Sky…Get..That.. Shit,” Roman growled out each trust more powerful than the last.

“I’mma get it, Daddy,” I cried out, my body on full sensory overload. The pull and push…The push and pull of our bodies driving us all to the brink as my vision begins to get fuzzy.

“She’s there, I feel all this pussy grippin’ me even tighter.”

“I feel it too, Uce…. Cum for us Mama…Please, we need to see and feel you cum.” Dwayne pleaded.

“R- Roman…Uh, Dwayne!” I cried out, sandwiched between them. Feeling pleasure, I never deemed possible as their mouths and dicks had me a writhing, speechless….Mess….Seth who?

“We gotchu, baby…Let go,” Dwayne’s deep voice boomed sending chills down my spine.

“You can do it….Let go for us baby, we right here.” Roman moaned talking me through it.

“Fuck! I’m cummin!” I cried coming undone in their arms as they soon followed. The sounds of our heavy breathing soothing me as they both slowly pulled out, my body convulsing at the loss.

“It’s ok….Don’t cry, baby…I gotchu,” Roman whispered holding me close as I broke down. “We’re all good, you did so good,” he praised as I nodded feeling overwhelmed. Too much had happened today in general.

“I’ll run her a bath and give ya’ll a few minutes.”

Next Door

Seth’s POV

“Seth, come to bed.”

“What the fuck was that? How could she do that?” I hissed pacing the floor as Becky sat up in bed rubbing her tired eyes.  “Seth, it ain’t our business that the people next door just had a threesome. Hell, I say good for all parties involved,” she said as I growled.

“That’s Sky over there…I know her voice and Roman’s anywhere.”

“Ok, so she had a threesome. Why does that bother you, I mean you left her for me? It’s not your business anymore what she does. You love me remember?”

“Nobody does me like this, embarrassing me n shit,” Seth muttered putting his pants back on as Becky looked at him in disbelief.

“I know you ain’t going over there? Are you serious? I’m here and you worried about who’s screwing her!”

“As a fuckin’ heart attack, wouldn’t give me no ass but you over there bussin’ it down for my best friend and his cousin!”

“It’s not your business!”

“The hell it ain’t!” Seth yelled storming out of his hotel suite and heading next door.

Sky’s POV

“Ya’ll didn’t have to do this for me.” I sighed relaxing in the tub as Roman bathed me.

“We wanted too, and I’mma always take care of you.”

“Roman did you mean what you said?”

“Yea, I did.....I’ve always wanted you Sky, but it seemed like the time was never right.”

“So much has happened, I don’t want you to feel obli-”

 “I’m willing to wait until you’re ready, it’s no rush. You take all the time you need,” he said as Dwayne smiled at me from the door sippin’ on his glass of Brandy.

“I don’t want it to be weird between us all. I mean how can I look at ya’ll at work tomorrow, knowing what we did here tonight.”

“Easy, you smile and say hello,” Dwayne joked as I rolled my eyes.

“And you better be speaking to me with a smile anyway, since when all this shit settles i'mma be ya' man."

"Roman," I blushed as he laughed. "I love it when you blush, so fuckin' innocent."

Franticly knocking on the door disturbing our moment before I could respond as Dwayne and Roman shared a confused gaze.

“You expecting someone?” I asked as he shook his head.

“Probably somebody at the wrong door, ignore it. Look Sky, I love you, but I would never want to jeopardize our friendship so I’m good with this being a one-night thing. I’m not here enough to be demanding anything from you.” “Yea?”

“Yes… I just wanted a chance to worship you sweetheart. Show you that you are worthy, and you deserve the world…You know you my best friend.”

“The world, huh?” I blushed as he leaned down and kissed my temple. “Yes, the world and I know Roman will give it to you. That’s why I don’t mind steppin’ aside because I know he will take care of you.”

“I’ll take care of him too.” Roman smiled letting Dwayne and I have our moment of clarity but the persistent knocking and someone shouting was now impossible to ignore.

“Who trying to beat my damn door off the hinges?” Dwyane growled tightening his robe as Roman stood up.

“Just relax and stay here, we got it,” he mumbled heading out behind him as I ignored his request, got out and quickly put on my robe.

“Where the fuck is my girl?! I know she’s here; I heard her.”

“Your girl? I though Becky was with you Seth?”

“Sky! Where is Sky?...Rock, I know she’s here, I heard her moan. I heard her scream, you are really a piece of shit, both of you.”

“Damn, you listenin' at the walls or something. You know acting like a stalker is unbecoming of you Seth.?” He said as Roman rolled his eyes at Seth’s antics.

“Besides where she is or isn’t ain’t your business now is it. She's my woman now."

“Your woman, Ro? You wish, look just tell her to come out so we can talk.”

“That ain’t happening, take your ass back to your room and the woman you chose. Sky is unavailable to your ass.” And with that Roman slammed the door in his face.”

Seth, not to be denied went right back to knocking like a madman. Is he serious, after all he did?

“I’mma beat his ass.”

 “No, I got it Roman,” I whispered going to the door.

He touches you and he’s dead,” Roman hissed as I opened the door.

“What you want Seth; shouldn’t you be with Becky right now?”

“I knew it was you, look let me talk to you.”

“We ain’t got nothing to talk about, its over…I’m not good enough for you remember?”

 “Piece of shit,” Roman muttered as I looked back at him silently pleading for him to let me handle it.

“This ain’t a good look doin’ all this shit, Sky....This isn’t you.”

“What am I doing exactly Seth?”

“You know what, stop playing with me Sky. You really gonna stand here and look me in my face like you just didn’t have a threesome with them, one of them being a person I considered my brother.”

“That’s none of your business.”

“Oh, I’m your brother now..Man, that ship years ago.”

“You need to leave because we have nothing more to say here. You’re with Becky and I’m moving on with my life.”

“Just like that, after everything we been through.”

“Been though? Seth, you cheated on me with my best friend...Told me I wasn’t good enough for you…Now I’mma need you to keep that same energy because It’s my time to do what makes me happy.”

“Your self-esteem that low you that you are whoring yourself out now. I mean, even if you ain’t good enough for me, your better than this,” Seth ranted as Roman and Dwyane stepped in front of me.

“Say it again, we’ll drop your ass!” Dwayne hissed as I pushed back through them. Determined to handle this myself…I had too…

“I told ya’ll I got it.” My voice more confident and stronger than before as I reared back and punched Seth in the nose as he hissed in pain.

“What the fuck you do that shit for, Sky?!”

“Because you deserve it and we ain’t at work now so I can rock your shit for what you did to me!"

“Easy Mama,” Dwayne whispered as I nodded reeling my anger back in as Roman rubbed my shoulders.

“Look, what I do from now on is my business, not yours. When you had me you didn’t cherish what you had so we’re done..We were done the moment I saw you with her.”

“Sky, please,” Seth pleaded trying to reach for me as took a step back.

 “See me in the hall, keep walking… See me in catering, ignore me..See me on the plane, sit nowhere near me-”

“Sky-”

“See me kissing Roman, deal with it because it’s none of your business anymore.”

“So that’s how you really feel?”

“I’m not good enough you? So why you care so much if that’s how I feel…Just go, Seth” I said throwing his words back in his face, but he refused to move. His cold hard stare not phasing any of us.

“Man, are you deaf?..You heard her, leave before we make you leave,” Roman growled.

“Hell, she’s the only reason you ain’t getting’ your ass whipped now, move along.”

“Fuck you, Rock!” Seth shouted as I pinched the bridge of my nose in frustration.

“Please get the hell outta here before I let them give you what you really deserve.” I threatened as Seth finally stormed off and Dwayne closed the door.

“Sky-”

“Roman, I don’t want to talk about it, I’m going to finish my bath. He’s not ruining my night,” I announced walking away from them as Roman cleared his throat, stopping in my tracks.

“What Roman?” I asked with a bit of an attitude.

“Confidence and attitude looks great on you, baby. I’mma enjoy breakin’ your back in when I take you back to my room.” His deep voice causing my thighs to clinch at the thought.

“Damn, looks like you in trouble mama. You sure you gon’ be able to handle it,” Dwayne chuckled as I shoot them both a sly smile.

“My mama ain’t raised no punk… I look forward to it, sir.”

Putting an extra swing in my hips, I closed the bathroom door and released the breath I was holding. “Oouu…That man,” I groaned hearing them laughing in the next room.

Yes, life was definitely looking up.

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What's Your Fantasy?

Jey Uso One-shot

Jey uso x OC (Cara)

Rating: 18+ Warning: Fluff, roller coaster play

It's leading up to New Year's and Jey's girlfriend Cara comes to visit him on the road. One night after a show Cara and Jey watch one of her favorite movies that happens to have an infamous roller coaster scene. His girlfriend's reaction to the scene gives Jey an idea.... Can he make one of his girlfriend's fantasies into a reality and bring in 2025 with a bang?

Fun little request I was asked to do.

Hilton Hotel, Chicago, IL

Jey's POV

“Tomorrow is New Year’s Eve, and you still haven’t told me what you want to do after the house show.”

“Jey, as long as I’m with you I don’t care what we do. Oou, I love this movie!” Cara squealed, putting down the remote as I looked at her getting under the covers.

“What is it?” I asked turning off the light in the bathroom. “It’s called Fear, and it has Reese Witherspoon and Mark Wahlberg are in it. It’s an oldie but goodie,” she said as I joined her in bed.

“I’m so glad you came on the road wit me, Ma,” I whispered pulling her close as we got comfortable to watch the movie.  “Me too baby.”

About twenty minutes in as I was just starting to warm up to the movie, she dropped the bomb dat ol' boy was crazy as hell.

“What the hell he doin' now?” I asked seeing the lead turning back the clock in the dad’s office.

“Told you he was crazy, he's trying to keep the daughter out late knowing she got a curfew. He set the clock back so the dad wouldn’t know he’s bringing the daughter home late.”

 “Ain’t that bout a bitch! You just love makin' me watch crazy shit, don't you?" I asked as she laughed. “Oh, baby you don’t know the half. Oouu bae, this my favorite part,” she said sitting up a little as I chuckled.

“Why, they just at the fair,” I said as she shushed me. "Be quiet, this is important."

I soon found out why it was her favorite part as they got on the roller coaster and the female lead slipped her boyfriend’s hand between her legs.

“Wait, they bout get freaky on the roller coaster?” I asked instantly sitting up to get a better look myself. Damn, the song was a nice touch too.  

“Can you imagine doing that on a roller coaster, I bet that orgasm is life-changing,” Cara said as I nodded in agreement. “Aye, that is fire, I can’t front,” I said, the wheels turning in my head as Cara bit back a moan watching the erotic scene.

“Damn, he up in there,” I whispered, entranced myself as the female lead came, the camera on the roller coaster representing the excitement of sex until ecstasy takes over your body and you come crashing down… Hell yea, that was hot.

“Damn, no wonder they dated, you can’t do a scene like that and not want to ride that dick into the stratosphere,” she whispered as I laughed.  “Yeah, I can see why too,” I said laying back down, conjuring up a plan in my mind.

The next day

National Fairgrounds

Jey's POV

Imagine my luck, the town we were in for the new Year’s eve  house show also had a carnival in town.

“Dang, I should have worn a longer skirt.”

“Sorry bae, I didn’t know the show would get done in time for us to come here. I got an extra hoodie though,” I said trying to mask my true agenda. The moment I found out a carnival was in town, I requested for her to wear a skirt tonight. I told her the shorter, the better.

“Jey, it’s 10:00 at night on New Year's, they may not even let us in,” Cara said putting on the hoodie in hopes of staying warm.  Reaching back in the car I grabbed her plush blanket off the seat and wrapped it around her. “Can’t know till we try, baby girl.”

Pulling my hood up over my head, I prayed I wouldn’t be recognized so I could spend some time with her without any interruptions.

“Jey, I’m serious, it’s late and I don’t want to get my hopes up.”

“You said you wanted a corn dog and a funnel cake, if anything they should let us in to grab something to eat.” I said grasping her hand in mine as we made our way towards the entrance.

I knew I had made the right choice as she broke out in a bright smile as we got closer. Fate was on my side as the guy the gate recognized me along with the owner.

“Man, it’s Jey uso!  I’m a huge fan, Mr. Uso.”

“Aye, thanks I appreciate the love, Uce.  Are ya’ll lettin’ people still come in, my girlfriend and I wanted to grab a bite and maybe ride a few rides. I promise we won’t be long; we know ya’ll gotta close soon?” I said, taking out my wallet.

The poor guy was losing it and paying no attention to what I was saying.

“My name is Anthony; Can I get a picture?”

“Um- Anthony I could take a picture for you, if you like?”

 As soon as Cara asked, Anthony was handing her his phone, his boss stepping into the admission booth to give him his moment.

“Thanks, baby.”

See that is one of the many reasons why I love Cara, she understands and loves what I do for a living. She was just happy being there in the moment with us, snapping away as Anthony and I talked. After talking for a few minutes, we posed for a few pictures.

“Thank you so much, my friends gone flip out when I show them these,” he said looking through the pictures

“Sure, no problem, Uce and make sure you tag me if you post’em. I’ll put it on my story,” I said grabbing my money so I could pay for us to get in.

“No, Mr. Uso..Your money is no good here, take these armbands and enjoy yourselves. We close at 11:00 but ya’ll can take your time, we don’t mind staying open a little longer,” The owner stated as I saw Cara smile at that information.

After going in we played a few games, and I won Cara a bear. I figured now was a better time as any as I saw the crowd thinning out. “Here you go baby,” I smiled handing her the bear I won before pulling her close showering her neck with kisses.

“I love you so much, thanks for bringing me here.”

“Oh, we’re just getting started, baby.”

POV:

Cara knew that look in Jey's eyes all too well. You don't date somebody for three years and not know something's up. The way his gaze lingered on her, watching her every move with great interest. "What, Ma?"

"Why are you lookin' at me like that?" Cara whispered as a smirk played at the corners of Jey's lips.

Yep, trouble is the only way to describe it.. The kind she didn't mind but still was trouble. Cara felt the anticipation building as the crowd grew smaller and she didn't know why.

Jey noticed and felt her nervousness, his eyes sparkling even more with mischief. “You okay, Cara?”

“Jey, I’m fi-” her response, cut short by a deep gentle kiss. His fingertips danced along her stomach, sending waves of warmth through her body.

“You know every part of you tastes so good,” he whispered against her mouth as she trembled against him, her eyes widened in shock, recognizing the line from the movie they had watched together the night before

She knew what he was hinting at, but was it really going to happen here? Now?

“Jey are you serious?” she whispered, her cheeks flushed at the idea of reenacting the infamous scene from the movie as he led her to the line for the roller coaster.

“Yeah, I’m serious….You’ve been so good for daddy, I wanna make all my baby fantasies come true.”

Jey’s touch and mischievous gaze stirred something within her almost making her forget they were in public.

Her mind racing as she looked into his beautiful brown eyes, trying to calm her nerves and hide her excitement. “Jey, are you crazy?” she murmured.

“Nah, I promise.... I'm perfectly sane, Ma.” And with a smirk, Jey turned to the attendant, slipping him some cash. “Can I leave this here?” Cara held up her teddy bear, feeling a mix of embarrassment and excitement. The man took the bear with a knowing smile and nodded. “You two have fun, Mr. Uso.”

They were then led to the front of the roller coaster, the empty seats behind them indicating her man had paid the attendant to not let any people on the ride with them. Cara’s knees felt like jelly as Jey laid her blanket on the seat, and placed a single earbud in her ear after he helped her sit down.  Not to be left out he placed the other one in his ear.

Cara then looked back and saw a couple in the last car and one person in front of them, leaving the middle cars empty and began to panic.

“Jey, it’s other people on here,” Cara whispered all of a sudden unsure as Jey captured her lips in a soft kiss. “Ignore them, just listen and enjoy ya’self,” he instructed, caressed her thigh, putting her at ease uncrossing her legs.

The things that you wanted, I bought them for you Graceless lady, you know who I am You know I can't let you slide through my hands

The sweet sound of the song filled her senses. The attendant secured them in, his eyes twinkling with amusement as both Jey and Cara began to wonder how many people had carried out this fantasy.

Wild horses couldn't drag me away

Wild, wild horses couldn't drag me away

“Maybe we shouldn’t Jey-”

“Just let go, Mama,” Jey whispered as the roller coaster began to climb slowly, the anticipation building with each click of the chain. His hand found its way under her skirt, his fingers teasing her lace clad sensitive flesh as the music played on.

Faith has been broken, and tears must be cried

Cara’s breath hitched as she felt Jey’s fingers slide her panties to the side.  So turned on at the fact this was really happening, she bit her lower lip as he began toying with her clit trying to silence herself, but Jey wasn’t having it.

“Look at me Cara? I want you to pretend it’s just us and let go.”

 Listening to his instructions Cara looked over at Jey and almost came at the look of pure hunger and passion that danced across his handsome face.

Let's do some living after we die

“Fuck, you look so beautiful,” she faintly heard in the breeze. Her breath coming in short gasps as the thrill grew.  “Jey, please,” she pleaded turning him on even more.

As the wind whipped their hair into a frenzy, Jey leaned in close, his voice a heated whisper in her ear. “Fuck, you’re already wet for me. Time to make this a night to remember. Happy New Year, baby.”

Wild horses couldn't drag me away

 Placing her hand over his, she slowly began moving her hips as his thumb rubbed her throbbing clit, his third and finger gently began thrusting in and out of her welcoming wet pussy. 

“So turned on you just splashin’ everywhere,” Jey murmured to himself getting more excited knowing Cara was close.

 Felling overwhelmed, a strangled moan fell from Cara’s beautiful lips as Jey groaned in pleasure…. Pleasure from pleasing her.

As the coaster plummeted, so did Cara’s inhibitions. She felt Jey’s hand squeeze gently as he began to work her clit in rhythm with the pounding music. “Jey, oh fuck!”

As her eyes closed; her body arched into his touch. The wind roared around them, the world a blur of lights and life-changing sensations as they descended towards the ground.

Wild, wild horses couldn't drag me away

“Cara, baby, you’re so tight. So wet for me,” Jey groaned, his voice lost in the din of the ride. She could feel his hardness pressing against her side, his own desire growing by the second.

Her orgasm building like the crescendo of the song, her body straining against the safety bar. “Jey, oh god, Jey!” she called out, the wind carrying her cries into the beautiful, cold Chicago night sky.

Just watching Cara was enough to make Jey want to cum. “Fuck, your bout to make me nut, just lookin’ at you.” Jey rasped.

Knowing the end was near for them both, he leaned over capturing her lips in a sloppy passionate kiss. “Happy new year baby, cum for Daddy,” he groaned against her lips as Cara accepted her impending fate, pushing Jey’s fingers deeper inside her. “Oouu, fuck..Happy New Year, Daddy!” she cried as their bodies slammed together as they reached the bottom.

Wild, wild horses, we'll ride them someday

Jey’s magical fingers and the violent jerk of the car sent Cara tumbling over the edge of ecstasy with Jey falling right behind her.

Wild, wild horses

“I can’t believe you,” Cara said trying to catch her breath as the ride slowed. A deep chuckle fell from Jey's lips as he kissed her neck, his hand still between her legs.

“I can't help it, you just so fuckin’ beautiful when you cum,” he murmured. Ragged gasps fell from Cara's beautiful lips, the intensity of the moment the lovers just shared still lingering.

We'll ride them someday

Cara’s POV

“Fuck that was hot.”

“Agreed and the Air pods were a great touch,” I added finally catching my breath as Jey nodded in agreement.

“Yeah, my good girl loved that, huh…You made a mess,” Jey whispered, wiping off my thigh with the end of my blanket as I blushed.

“Happy new year! I hope you ‘ve all enjoyed your seven minutes in heaven,” the attendant said over the PA system as we came to a stop.

“You have no idea, Uce,” Jey muttered as I hid my face in my hands.

“Jey, this is embarrassing, my seat it wet,” I whispered in horror as he pulled a mini pack of wet wipes out of his pocket.

“I told you; I gotchu, Ma.”

As soon as the bar unlocked, I stood up, my legs wobbly. The reality of our escapade settling in and my man couldn't care less. Jey's eyes gleamed with satisfaction and pride. “You okay, Ma?” he asked as I quickly gathered my blanket, trying to hide the fact it was wet, as was my seat.

"Y-Yea, "I'm good," I stuttered nervously as he smiled. "Cara, you worry too much.."

"Easy for you to say, you didn't fuckin' squirt everywhere," I whispered as he chuckled.

"Yea, you did that, Ma....Damn, I wish it was on my tongue," Jey murmured, leaning over and quickly cleaning the seat off.

I watched as the other participants on the ride got up and went on their way. I couldn't help but sigh in relief at the fact they didn’t know what had transpired on the ride.

“I don’t think they know,” I said looking around.

“See, you were worried for nothin’, them folks wasn’t worried bout us,” Jey said stuffing the used wet wipes in his pocket before standing up and helping me off.

“I just wanted to be sure,” I said as Jey smiled at the attendant and he chuckled. “What did you tell him before we got on?” I asked, grabbing my bear.

“I told him I wanted to do something special for my girl, and I needed some space between us and other folks on the ride, so he only let a few people on and put them in the back.”

 “That was risky,” she whispered, as Jey chuckled wrapping his arms around me.

“Your pleasure is worth the risk,” he murmured against my lips as we shared a brief kiss.

 “Thanks for making tonight special," I blushed as he smiled caressing my face.

“I told you, Ma…I got you….Happy New Year, beautiful.”

Happy New Year, Mr. Uso….

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[raya-hunter01]

What Are We? Pt. 2/2

What Are We?

Jey Uso X OC (Kayla)

Sefa

Roman X Jade

Jimmy X Trin

Rhea Ripley

Rating: 18+ Warning: Smut; sex, fluff, couple arguing, making up

Jey and Kayla have been friends and lovers for years. What happens when Kayla is tired of Jey asking for space instead of putting a label on what their relationship is. The script is flipped when Kayla is the one who asks for space and cuts off contact with Jey for six months, even moving out of the state.

What happens when Rhea, Bianca, and Trin invite Kayla to celebrate her birthday in Pensacola and Jey finds out? Can he finally admit he loves her or are they better off apart? This was requested by @royalkay23 kay-tale25 thank you for being so patient and I hope you like it Part one is below in case you missed it....

Part one----https://www.tumblr.com/raya-hunter01/756669353888563200/what-are-we-pt-12?source=share

Part 2

Pensacola, FL

Kayla's POV

“You might wanna slow down Kayla,” Jade warned taking my glass of champagne. “I ain’t had much, it’s cool cuz.” We went deep sea diving if you could believe that one. I always wanted to do it but never dared to do it.

“Look, I just know you when the alcohol takes over… Your mouth gets reckless.” Chuckling I looked around at my friends, my sisters.” I love ya’ll though so I ain’t got nothing to go off about.”

“Well, you might be mad when we get back to shore,” Bianca said as I rolled my eyes. “I already know that the guys are waiting for us,” I said as Trin looked at Jade.

“Don’t look at me, I ain’t said shit.”

“Sefa texted me, he didn’t want me to be caught off guard by Jey. I think whatever Jey has done he has roped Sefa into it.”

“Do you think Jey is telling the truth about loving you and ready to try?” Jade asked as I shrugged my shoulders. “I don’t-”

“Cut the shit, you know Josh loves you, he’s just stupid as hell,” Trin interjected as Jade laughed putting on her sunglasses.

“I think you need to tell him what you want from him Kay,” Jade said as I rolled my eyes.

“He’ll be waiting till hell freezes over,” I said as Rhea sighed. “Look, just tell him you want him to tell Cameron where to go. I’m sure he will have no problem doing what you ask.”

“Rhea, he ain’t stupid…Jey, should be able to read the room and tell that desperate bitch to step the fuck off,” Trin said as I put my shades on.

“I shouldn’t have to hold his hand, he should know what to do.  Right now he ready to crash out on Tama for showing me where the fuckin’ bathroom was but a whole ex bitch feels comfortable enough to show up to his house when she feels like it.”

“Or just being messy in general,” Jade added as I pointed at her. “Exactly! As soon as the bitch started posting he should have shut it down. I ain’t got time for that bullshit, show me you want me. Actions speak louder than words.”

“Ok, I see your point, but you know he loves you,” Bianca said not meaning any harm “Does he Bee?” I asked as she looked at me in shock before sipping her champagne. “Let me shut up before I get cussed out.”

“I ain’t mean it like that Bianca, it’s just hard to tell where Jey’s head is at…Hell where my head  is at.”

“You love him and you miss him,” Bianca said as I looked out at the beautiful gulf.

“As bad as he’s pissed me off, I know he loves you,” Jade slipped in as I hid behind my shades. “You can’t hide forever girly,” Trin whispered as my text alert went off.

“Let me guess Loverboy?” Trin teased as I passed her my phone. “Nope, it’s Tama asking would I like to go out and grab a drink tonight.”

“Uh, no….Jey ain’t bout to kill us and plus we got something  planned,” Rhea said before heading over to talk to our guide.

“How he got your number? Trin said passing me back my phone as I shrugged my shoulders.

“No clue, but I will text him and let him know it’s a no go. I ain’t got time for drama.”

Jey’s POV

“Man, you sure it’s a good idea for you to be here,. You could have stayed with Roman and helped him get the stuff at the venue for tomorrow,” Jimmy said watching the boat get closer to shore.

“I promise I ain’t gon’ pressure her, I just wanna see her. Look, I preciate ya’ll helping me get in touch with that florist to do the pool at they crib.”

“Well, he was happy for the business and I promise I’ll do my part if we make it to the party. You know how your mouth gets you trouble.”

“I will owe you one, I promise I’mm make it right.”

“You better cause’ I ain’t wit two of my favorite people not talking.  Plus, ya’ll are good for each other,” Jimmy said I cracked a smile seeing the attendant helping the girls off the boat.

My baby looked good, Bianca’s picture didn’t do her justice and I wanted to ask why the fuck Tama was up under her post lurking but didn’t want to push my luck.

“Sefa, thank you so much,” Jade said walking over to give him a hug as Kayla cut her eyes at me.

Kayla’s POV

"I'mma heading to the van," I whispered trying to avoid Jey but i knew he would follow me.

“Why are you following me, Jey?” I asked annoyed and not wanting to argue.

“I ain’t following you, I just came with Sefa to deliver the package for Jade and I’m glad I did,” Jey said falling in step with me as I returned to the van leaving the girls with Sefa and Jimmy.

“Coulda’ fooled me, I ain’t got time for this Jey,” I said looking down at my phone seeing another message from Tama.

“Hopefully, I will see you tomorrow beautiful, enjoy your birthday.”

“Thank you, I will try to do that,” I responded as Jey kissed his teeth.

“Who is that blowin’ your phone up, is it that fool?” Jey asked trying to look at my phone as I held it to my chest.

"I caught his lil response to Bianca's post. What's up wit dat shit?"

“Don’t worry about it,” I whispered praying the girls would hurry up. I was ready to go get a nap before whatever they had planned for tonight.

“Look, I know it’s your business, I just wanted to give you this and to tell you that I will see you tomorrow,” Jey whispered kissing me gently on the cheek, and placing an envelope in my hand.

“Jey-”

“Open it when you’re alone,” he said heading back over to join everyone before I could answer.

The whole way back to the house I wanted to open it so bad, but I held off. The ride home was quiet after our little visit with the Fatu brothers. I personally think they knew I was pissed so they weren’t trying to poke the bear.

 “So, I don’t want you to shoot the messenger but have orders for you,” Jade said as I sighed.

“What would that be?” I asked as we got out of the van heading inside the house.  “Go get a quick swim before you go upstairs.”

“Why?”

“Look, stop being hardheaded and just go out back,” Trin said as I sighed heading through the kitchen.

“Well, it will have to wait a minute cause I ain’t mixing ocean and pool water together,” I said heading upstairs to grab a quick shower and change into my other swimsuit I bought for the trip.

I didn’t even get a chance to hit the top step. “Go back and get your envelope,” Jade said standing at the bottom of the stairs as I rolled my eyes but went back and got it.

“Damn, ya’ll bossy, ain’t gon' be too many more times of ya'll tellin’ me what to do,” I muttered grabbing the letter and heading back downstairs.

“Go and enjoy your swim. We’ll check on you in a few minutes and thank you for your cooperation, brat,” Trin said as something in the pool. What is that I asked walking toward the patio door as Trin laughed. "Go see.. I think you're gonna like it," she whispered walking away.

“Oh my god,” I gasped in awe going out on the patio and seeing the beautiful array of flowers in the pool, with a special message wishing me a happy birthday.

"Damn it, Josh," I whimpered overwhelmed by his kind gesture of love. I couldn’t believe Jey had done this, with the envelope still in my hand I went and sat at the end of the pool soaking my feet, just enjoying the moment.

I had to admit this was amazing, after looking around to make sure I was alone I opened the envelope he had given me.

Kay,

I know this doesn’t erase the pain I have put you through, but I just had to let you know that nothing will ever compare to you. I plan to spend this weekend and the rest of my life letting you know how much you mean to me.  I wanted you to know that I love you and you’re worth it. We are worth fighting for and I won’t give up, enjoy your swim. Kay Kay.”

Love,

Joshua

“That little shit,” I chuckled wiping my tears as I felt a pair of arms  wrap around me briefly before sitting beside me, Indian style. “You ok Kayla?” Rhea asked as I nodded trying to get myself together.

“He did all this,” I whispered in disbelief as she smiled. “Yeah, he did….You know it’s ok to be happy about what he did and it's ok to want to be with him, Kay .”

“I’m scared Rhea, I’m scared of getting hurt again. I love Jey, but I can’t keep getting my heart broken.”

“Kayla, he’s scared of not being enough and losing you. That is his truth and he’s not afraid to admit what he wants now.”

“So what do I do with that? I mean, so much has happened and Cameron is still ar-”

“You follow your heart and do what you feel. I promise, these last six months, he’s done a lot of growing up and I feel he’s finally serious. Kayla, you gotta really give him a chance to show you.” She responded as I lowered myself into the beautiful pool.

“I’ll think about it.” I sighed enjoying the water and playing with the rose petals.

 “You know we will support you every step of the way. Now enjoy your swim in this beautiful pool, I gotta admit, Uce did good,” Rhea said standing up.

“I can’t believe he did this, but yea,….He did great.” I said looking around appreciating the time and effort he put in. Maybe he was serious about us being together and truly giving it a try this time.

“Hey, pose for a picture so I can send it to doofus and make it sexy boo.”

“Fine,” I sighed striking a pose. “Yea, show him them buns girl, we gettin’ you laid tonight; we’ll worry about the technicalities tomorrow.”

“Rhea, no I’m not!” I hissed breaking my pose. “Nice, he gon’ love that one.”

“Rhea, I’m not sleepin’ with Jey.”

“Why not? I’m serious, get you a quickie tonight, and go back to being mad tomorrow. Just let him know what you want and what it is. I know he won’t tell you no because he wants you just as bad.”

“That’s using him Rhea, I can’t do that.”

“Uh, yes you can because I guarantee he’s horny as fuck too, so you’re not using him. Ya’ll are technically helpin’ each other out. Familiar dick is better than random dick.”

“Bye Rhea,” I whispered going deeper into the water as she laughed heading back inside.

“I am not sleepin’ with him….I am not sleepin’ with that man.”

"Keep tellin' yourself that and maybe you'll believe it!"

---

Jey’s POV

I felt some hope as I talked to the girls and they were telling me about how Kayla seemed surprised with my first gift for her birthday weekend.

“So, did she really love it? I mean, do you think it was too much?” I asked Trin as she smiled. “It’s never too much to show someone how much you love them.”

“You sure?”

“Yes, she loves it and is currently swimming as we speak. That was smooth little brother,” she beamed into the phone as I found myself smiling.

“I’m just trying to let her know I’m serious and that I love her.”

“Well you’re off to a good start, and Sefa told Jade about your plan for the party and I already know I’mma be a blurring mess.”

“Don’t do it sis, I need you to help so I can’t have you falling to pieces on me.”

“I’ll try but I want you to be sure, because if you hurt her-”

“I promise I won’t…Aye, I saw on ya’ll itinerary it said concert. Who ya’ll going to see?”

“Usher!” Trin gushed as I rolled my eyes.

“Ush- You know what, just keep her- ya’ll stay safe,” I said stumbling over my words as I opened a picture message Rhea had sent me a picture message.

“Fuckin’ hell, Kayla” I whispered.

“You ok over there Jey, you looked flushed,” Trin asked as I cleared my throat. “I’m g-good, ya’ll be safe tonight and have fun and keep ya’ll location on cause’ I know how ya’ll get.”

“We will.” And with that, I left them to their girl’s night and myself to sulk about missing Kayla.

I know the picture was probably Rhea’s idea, but Kay participated and whether she wants to admit it or not we are breaking some ground.

My heart almost stopped as my text alert for Kayla went off.

“Thank you for thinking of me, this is so nice. I love it.”

“You don’t have to thank me baby, just enjoy your birthday and I’m glad you love it because I love you.”

“Jey, I just wanted to tell you, thank you. That is all."

“I’m just sayin’ how I feel and I’m willing to wait… No pressure and you are welcome, beautiful.”

"Talk to you later."

----

Later that night

Usher Concert

Kayla’s POV

“Don’t let me fall,” I squealed feeling a dip in the floor as the girls chuckled.

“We won’t just trust us.... You are going to enjoy it,” Rhea said a little louder as I heard more voices, and they seemed excited.

“Where the hell are we ya’ll?” I asked hearing what appeared to be a crowd as Bianca laughed finally removing my blindfold.

“OMG Usher! No fuckin’ way!” I screamed, looking around the arena.

“Surprise!” They all yelled. “Are ya’ll serious right now?” I squealed as Jade grabbed my hand showing me to our table for the evening.

“Yes, ma’am cause’ only the best for you, cuz.”

“Ya’ll I can’t repay ya’ll for this,” I cried as Trin hugged me. “Ain’t no pay back, we wanted you to have an awesome birthday and we gon’ make sure that happens. You just enjoy yourself.”

“Yea, let’s turn up one time for the birthday girl,” Bianca yelled as I squealed ready to party and enjoy the concert with my family.

And boy did we ever, the concert was amazing, and dare I say so were the drinks that had me kind of floating by mid-show. “Look! He’s coming over!” Rhea said excitedly.

There goes my baby….

“Oh my god, I’m too drunk for this shit!” I screamed as it seemed like everything was moving in slow motion as he sang the sultry tune coming closer.

“Girl, he’s looking at you,” Jade screamed as I looked at her in shock as Rhea took my drink.

“I don’t think you need this right now.”

“Hell nawl, and you betta dance bitch,” Trin said as he came up.

“ We got my ladies from the WWE in the house. Bianca Belair, Rhea Ripley, Naomi, and Jade Cargill in the house” he smiled giving them a hug. “I also heard it is your birthday Kayla," he said shooting me a steamy gaze as I blushed realizing they set my ass up.

“There goes my baby.. There she go, there she go,” he sang pulling me close as I began whining my hips, maintaining a respectable distance but doing my thang.

Hell, this was Usher, and I was single, I mean it's just harmless fun. It ain’t like I was going to take him home or anything.

Lovin’ everything you do, oouu girl look at you.

“You betta work bitch! Work him!” Jade screamed as we continued to dance as the crowd cheered.

“Jey is going to lose his shit,” I faintly heard Rhea say laughing as I saw a light from Jade’s phone.  He probably will lose his shit, but right now I don’t care. Man, this is Usher….

I said Oouu girl, look at you…

Pinch me, I am really dancing with Usher as he’s serenading me. “Happy birthday Kayla,” he said giving me a hug before heading back towards the stage

“Ok…..Best birthday ever!!!!” I squealed covering my face with my hands jumping up and down with excitment.

---

Luv's Bar & Grill

Jey’s POV

“Aye, we supposed to be playin’ pool but you in your phone,” Sefa said as I frowned looking at Jade’s latest post live showing Kayla dancing with- I don’t even wanna say it.

"How the fuck they pull that shit off?” I muttered feeling my jealousy takin’ hold watchin’ my woman dancin’ up on Usher.  

“Talkin’ bout Usher?......He’s a wrestling fan so it wasn’t hard for Jade to get the VIP section on the floor,” Joe said as I frowned seeing Trin had posted as well so I clicked on her story.

“Turn down for what, huh?”  I said looking at Kayla posing in front of two drinks, obliviously drunk as hell. Man, I said keep her safe, that meant sober too, shit.

“Man, Kayla drunk as fuck,” I hissed as Jimmy laughed. “Well, it’s her birthday weekend and she rarely drinks, let her turn up if she wants. You know Rhea don’t really drink, she got her,” Jimmy said leaning over to look at my phone, seeing Trin’s post.

“I’m just used to being there when she does, I just get worried is all.”

“Look, I sent a car to get them an hour ago, we got everything under control, Uce.” Roman said as I pinched the bridge of my nose.

“Where they at now anyway, Kayla got her location off.”

“I ain’t tellin’ you for you to bother them, just know they good, and will be home in about an hour.”

"How you be cool with Jade, out here wildin.'"

"Easy, she ain't wildin' out, she's out having fun with her family and friends..I know that's my woman and I trust her. You'll understand it more once you and Kayla get back on track."

"Thanks, Dr. Phil."

I knew I should have held off, but I couldn’t help it. It didn’t help seeing a world-renowned superstar checking out the woman you love.  So, I did the only thing I could and that was to text her.

--

Kayla’s POV

It seemed like Jey got to our location in under ten minutes, leaving me confused still trying to figure out how he got our location. We had stopped by a friend of Trin's that was throwing a party. I spotted Jade by the window smirking.

"Please, don't make that man get out of the car. I can see the steam comin' from his ears now. He just told me you're ignoring his texts now.

"You the one who dropped our location didn't you?"

"Hey, don't blame me...You told him you were horny, i'm just helping you both out."

"I just can't believe you told him where we were...Really, Jade?" I hissed seeing Jey opening the passenger side door.

"Uh, yea cause you was playin' wit dat man..Stop frontin' go talk that man and get what you need from him."

"Jade, go tell him I passed out, and to call me in the morning," I whispered as she scoffed. "Mannnn, gon' turn dat man the fuck out, and be done," she said opening the door. "Here she comes, Jey!" She yelled pushing me outside and closing the door behind me as I growled.

Then his fine ass standing beside the passenger door with a smirk wasn't helpin' either as I slowly walked to the car.

"Damn, I was bout to come get you," he said helping me in the car, making sure my dress didn't get caught in the door before he shutting it.

"Just calm your damn nerves, Kayla" I whispered watching him walk around the front of the car. "Damn him....He knows I love him in white," I groaned taking in his sweat suit.

"Don't know what you thought this was? Knowin' damn well i'm comin' when you tell me what you need. Don't even play wit me like dat," I heard him utter under his breath as he started the car.

Knowing maybe I pushed him too far, I sipped on my water not saying a word as he chuckled to himself. "Oh, after talkin' all dat shit, you wanna sober up now, huh."

"Oh, fuck you Jey," I whispered thinking he didn't catch it but he did. as we spun off.

"Oh that's what you bout to do...Fuck me real good so we can both chill the fuck out and work on our relationship," he said brazen as hell as I felt my pussy pulse and my heart race.

"Jey-"

"Nah, you been hangin' out, dancin' up on Usher n shit.. Twirlin' my ass and pussy round. Mothafucka lookin' at you like he wanted to fuck you right where you stood."

"Huh-"

"Don't play wit me...I saw Jade's live.. Yea, you was enjoying dat shit wasn't you, just blushin' n shit."

"Hell yea, it's Usher...Fuck you talkin' bout?"

"Kay-" Jey whispered gripping the steering tighter as I ignored him and kept talking.

"And pardon me, you talkin' about I was twirlin' YOUR ass and pussy around for him? Last time I checked all those things belong to me, sir It's my fuckin' body, especially when you were unsure of what you wanted when I was with yo' ass."

"Kayla-" Jey warned as I kissed my teeth on and kept right on rambling.

"Boy, that was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and like I told you I'm grown," I said with an attitude as we screeched to a halt at the red light.

"You love pissin' me off don't you?" Jey asked, leaning over and gently grasping my throat making me look at him as I moaned.

"Yea, this what you wanted ain't it? For me to be about my business, right? Stand on business right? Well let me tell you somethin', you my business," he whispered pulling me into a possessive kiss that left me a whimpering, complying mess.

"And yea you a grown woman...but you forgot the most important part.. You my woman, and I don't play bout you." The confession rendered me speechless as the car behind us blew its horn.

"Got me fucked up." Jey let me go and threw his hand up to the car before turning off the road.

Now one thing about me is I can back up the shit I talk. I ain’t neva scared but I was having second thoughts as we finally parked at the beach. We really needed to talk first. I froze as Jey opened his door and got in the back seat taking off his shirt.

“I-I-uh like your Explorer, it’s a 2025, right?” I asked as he smirked knowing I was stalling.

“Stop stalling, and come take a ride, Kay Kay,” he whispered patting his thighs as I involuntarily moaned, straight drenched at the thought of him being inside me again.

“Jey, maybe we shouldn’t, we still need to talk,” I sighed looking back at him hating to be the buzzkill casue what just happened at that redlight had me even more horny.

“We will but right now, we both need this. You told me what you wanted and I’m here to give it to you because I need it too.”

“Jey, it’s going to make it complicated-”

“No, it’s not cause’ I done told you, neither one of us is leavin’ Pensacola without us workin’ this shit out, Ma. I need you in my life.”

“Since when do you need me in your life?” I asked, wiping my tears as he reached up and pulled me onto his lap, making me look at him.

“Kay, I’ve always needed you in my life, and I’m sorry it took me so long to realize it, baby. I’m sorry, I couldn’t be what you needed me to be, but I promise, it’s just you and me."

“Why are you sayin’ this now after everything?”

“Because I know how it feels to lose you, and I can’t again. I swear if you let me, I’ll spend the rest of my life making it up to you.”

I wanted to hear those words for so long and I couldn’t believe it was happening. I wanted to be happy, but I needed to know about Cameron.

I needed to know the minute she made her presence felt again by trying to get in his head that he wouldn’t run for the hills.

“What about Cameron?” I asked as he reached up and kissed my tears.

“I want you, not her Kayla and I’m sorry I didn’t nip that shit in the bud when she first started trying to come back around. I should have never let her disrespect you.”

“That really hurt how you kept me in limbo, I loved-”

“Loved?! Jey interrupted getting irritated... "Kayla, I love you, and I know you love me. Can you just admit that first?"

He was right and forty years from now I would still love him..I had to stop running if I wanted this...If I wanted us to work.

“I do love you…..It’s just  that it seemed like you didn’t care at all how quickly you would turn off your feelings and would become distant claiming you needed space.”  

I felt his longing and I felt bad for bringing down the mood but I needed to know.

“I’mma be honest, I’m just so used to people always having an agenda and using me that I just always felt underserving of the love you’ve always gave me.  I didn’t want to hurt you, like I felt I didn’t deserve of you.

“Jey, you are deserving, everyone is deserving of love,” I whispered hugging him as I felt him release the breath he had been holding as we held each other.

 “You have no idea how bad I wanted you.  How bad I wanted to be your man and how crazy it drives me to even think about another man touchin’ you… kissin' you…... Being inside you, when I know you are meant you to be mine. When I know you were made just for me.”  

“ I definately understand after tonigh but Jey, I haven’t-”

“Look at me and let me finish, Kay,” Jey pleaded as I took a deep breath and looked at him, his hands caressing mine.

 “I know you haven’t been with anybody else. I- I just wanted you to know I always wanted you, and it was nothing you did. I just had to navigate through a lot of shit, but I’m ready now.”

“You sure you’re ready now? Cause’ I don’t want my heart broken again, Josh. Why should I believe you now?” I whispered his declarations sobering me up as I caressed his face.

“Because I love you, and I want to spend the rest of my life wit you.” he whispered our lips meeting in a slow hesitant kiss testing the waters, growing hungrier and more passionate by the milliseconds. “I need to see you,” Jey moaned pulling my dress down to my waist along with my bra, kneading my breasts.  

“I need you so bad,” I moaned against his lips, as he lifted his hips, helping me release his aching dick from his confining sweats.

“I need you more,” he groaned, sliding my panties to the side anxiously lifting my hips, lowering me slowly onto his dick.

“J- Jey!” I screamed as he filled me, stilling my hips allowing me time to adjust. “I know baby, breathe. Take ya’ time, and get what you need, Kayla” he whispered as something primal inside me snapped.

“I need you,” I moaned swirling my hips as his eyes rolled back in his head as he leaned back spreading his arms wide across the seat giving me full control.

“Hell yea…Take what you need, I need you too….Yea, use daddy to get what you need,” he groaned as I leaned back locking my hands on his knees riding him. “You want me to use you, daddy,” I asked as he nodded in deep concentration, biting his lower lip.

“Yes! Fuck, you ridin’ dat dick. You missed me, didn’t you?” he moaned. “Yes, did you miss me?” I moaned, leaning forward and nipping at his bottom lip bouncing without care. I didn’t give a damn about the burning in my thighs as I rode him good and hard.

“You know I missed you, fuck just like that. Let daddy taste dem titties, It’s been too long,” Jey growled latching onto one the swollen buds greedily sucking as I gasped momentarily slowing down my ministrations, but he was having no parts in it as he began meeting my thrusts.

“Stop playin’ wit me…You said, you wanted to ride my dick till you squirted on it. Now do dat shit, ride dat dick and get yo’ nut, Kayla,” he ordered against my breasts as I cried out in pleasure unable to speak.

“You wanted control, and I gave it to you, don’t make me take over."

“Mmm, don’t you dare, it’s my birthday and I can do what I want.”

“I know, but stop playin’ wit it- oh fuck yea, that’s it baby,” Jey praised, groaning in pleasure as I readjusted, planting my feet on the seat, beginning to  bounce faster. “Shit, dats it, get what you need baby, I’m right here.”

My juices coating his dick as tiny spasms began to trickle through my body. “Fuck, I missed you, so much Kay. Mmhm, I missed drowin’ in this good ass pussy.”

“She loves ridin' this big dick, that’s why she's so wet..Oh...Fuck you drive me crazy!" I cried seeing tunnel vision, chasing my nut.

“ And you luv dat shit...Fuck, I feel it comin’..Uh-huh, just listen," he moaned as my world exploded. “Yes! Oh god, yes!” I cried, the dam breaking, the force almost making me buck off of Jey’s lap as he held me in place groaning in pleasure as we shared a searing kiss.

"Fuck yea, Ma," he growled gripping my hips, thrusting me harder down on his dick as he fell over the edge. "Yea, get all," he growled cummin' inside me as I purred in satisfaction, greedily kissing and suckling on his neck leaving a mark of my own for the world to see.

"That was crazy," I whispered feeling a thousand times better.

“Yes, it was and now I don’t wanna let you go,” Jey moaned as we calmed down. My thoughts though overwhelming I knew what my heart desired.  “Then don’t……Never let me go.”

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Rhea’s POV

“Did Kayla text you?,” Trin asked as I ate my food trying to put something on my stomach.

“No, I ain’t seen her, but I know she’s good,” I said not being worried in the slightest knowing she was with Jey. And  almost like clockwork the front door opened and Kayla entered carrying her shoes.

“Uh huh come on in here, creepin’ in the house at 4 a.m.," Bianca joked as Trin was taking her hair down.

“Why ya'll ain’t sleep?” Kayla whined as I laughed taking in her appearance. Yea, Jey knocked her ass out the frame.

“So, how did it go?” Trin asked as Kayla sighed sitting beside me grabbing a fry.

“It went ok, we talked it out,” Kayla said as I smiled seeing she was more relaxed and at ease.

“Really, and here I thought you were just going for him to knock the Mario coins outta you.”

“Rhea!”

“What, did he not?” Jade asked as Kayla blushed.

“More like I rode him through the night,” Kayla mumbled as we screamed, truly happy for them.

“Oouu shit! That’s what I’m talking bout boo, get yo’ man,” Bianca said as Kayla cracked a smile. “We even went to Waffle House and caught an early breakfast.”

“I was wondering where ya’ll was at, I saw his fuckin’ story. Ya, man looked refreshed and fucked out,” Trin said passing Kayla her phone.

“Oh, god I can’t with him,” Kayla said standing up and stretching. “Thank you, my beautiful sisters, for everything and for waiting up for me,” she whispered giving us each a hug before heading upstairs.

Yea, those two were going to be ok…I just knew they would.

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Later that Afternoon

WWE house show

Kayla’s POV

“Girl, what’s up with your men fighting?” Jade said as I rolled my eyes.

“What are you talkin’ about? I ain't got no men...I'm just with Jey, and we're trying to figure that out,” I said not wanting to really deal with any drama but from the look on Jade’s face, it was about to be some.

“Well, I posted a little collage of us from early this morning and Tama commented, then Jey come on there basically calling him a stalker.”

“Are you serious, right now?”

“Girl, I shut my comments off before they got started but have you talked to Tama.”

“I told him I wasn’t interested so that should have been it.”

“I was just giving you the heads up.”

“Thanks, cuz. I don’t need either one of them to get in trouble,” I said grabbing a plate as we moved through the catering line.

Hearing the door open, I looked over just in time to see Cameron enter the canteen on her phone. “Girl, you’ll never believe who is here,” she said as Jade grabbed my arm pulling me towards our table.

“She ain’t worth it, Kayla,” she said as I sat down trying to tune her out as Trin, Jimmy and Jey came in engrossed in their conversation having no idea what they were walking into.

 Then the bitch actually had the audacity to walk by acting like she was still talking on the phone. “I can’t believe she’s so desperate knowing all I gotta do is bat my eyes and Jey will stop talking to her. That’s’ my dick and she knows it.”

“Uh, excuse me, but do we have a problem?” I asked as she stopped, and looked back at me rolling her eyes.

“No problem at all, just ask Jey where he was all last night…He was with me all night,” she chuckled as I laughed.

“Oh, was he?” I asked as Jey made his way over to us with Jimmy and Trin in tow.

“Yea, he was…I rocked his world. Didn’t you see his post about me?” she lied as I nodded my head..

“What you doin’ over here Cameron?” Jey asked, moving to stand in front of me. I guess he was worried about her trying to jump me while I was sitting down but I wished a bitch would. I was still sitting cause I was waiting for her to act stupid and give me a reason to tag her ass.

“Oh, she was just telling me how she was with you last night but I find it hard to believe since you were knee-deep in me last night,” I said casually leaning back in my chair and folding my arms.

“Shit, it’s like that?” Jimmy whispered as Trin elbowed him in the stomach. “Not the time, sir.”

“Oh, it is cause’ I’m sicka her.”

“Look, your obsession with me gotta stop Cameron because it ain’t no us and ain’t been for years. Move on wit your life, I’m over the guilt trippin’ and you showin’ up to my crib when you please.”

“Jey, we have a connection you just can’t cut off. You can’t reduce us to nothing.” Is this bitch serious, you cheated on this man.

“Cameron, I tried to help you, but you just wanted to manipulate me. You wanted to see what you could get away with and how far you could push but enough is enough.”

“Jey, you late.....I clocked that tea from the beginning, that’s why I would get so pissed off when she would post shit or would come around.” Manipulative ass.

“Stay outta this Kayla, I liked it better when you were a quiet as a mouse. Look, Jey loves me and not you.” 

“Bi-”

“No, I love Kayla…I’ve always loved her, and I’m done wasting time,” Jey said looking back at me smiling.

“Jey, you really trippin’ over her? ” Cameron asked as I stood up. “Ok, you ain’t gon’ keep talking bout me like I ain’t here. The old days are over, and wrestler or not, I’ll beat yo’ ass.”

“I’d love to see you try, skank.”

“Aye, watch ya mouth, that’s my girl and you ain’t gon’ disrespect her. So to answer ya question, yea I am trippin’ over her."

“Jey, come on-”

Look, I love Kayla end of discussion so you can move along,” Jey said cutting her off. I could feel the anger and embarrassment coursing through her veins, and I couldn't care less.

Jey was putting his foot down and I couldn't be happier as I felt Jade tug on the back of my shirt. I looked back at her as she quietly pointed towards Jey before making a muscle "I love a strong man girl," whispered as I snickered.

“Ugh, fine, whatever I don’t need this, I got a show to do. Enjoy my sloppy seconds, Kayla,” Cameron said as I looked back at her and smiled.

“Kay, just chill baby, it ain’t worth it,” Jey pleaded knowing this conversation could go left at any moment as I waved him off.

“I’m good, Jey. I’m just trying to figure out how I’m enjoying her sloppy seconds when I had you first…Like years before her. So, while she was swallowing you all up, she was eating all this good good,” I said with a small smile.

“Ugh! You nasty bitch..I-I-I-”

 “I- I- I-…. Oh, you finally speechless, huh….Well, I have a question for you Cameron, how did I taste?” I asked as Jey cleared his throat.  “Good as fuck,” he mumbled under his breath as I smirked having heard him.

“Fuck you!” she screamed before storming out of the canteen as Trin, and Jade busted out laughing.

"A'ight the party is over mind ya'll business," Jey announced to his fellow coworkers who were whispering among themselves.

“Oou, not how did I taste bitch?” Trin said as I shrugged my shoulders.

It was what it was i was tired of her shit...

Tama’s POV

“Damn, Jey ain’t letting Kayla out his sight,” I said as Jacob rolled his eyes. Cameron got her ass told off, but I can’t believe how easily Kayla apparently has forgiven Jey. I mean they were the talk of the damn Locker room when all that shit went down.

“Aye, mane….. Jey don’t play bout Kayla, and I don’t either so watch yo’self and stop while you ahead.”

“I just wanna talk to her,” I said watching them head towards the ring area.

“A’ight, but if she tells me you makin’ her uncomfortable, your ass is mine,” Jacob said as we got up to throw away our plates before heading towards ringside to go over what we were doing later on with Jey and Jimmy.

I knew I shouldn’t have but when we went down the aisle instead of getting in the ring I hoped over the rail and went to sit beside Kayla who was about five rows back talking to Bianca and Rhea.

“That was a good spot, ya’ll gonna kill it tonight,” Kayla said as Bianca and Rhea gave each other a high five.

“Ladies, it’s good to see ya’ll at work..Didn’t think ya’ll would make it from all the fun ya’ll had last night,” I said as Kayla looked at me strangely.

“Hey, Tama look, I don’t think this is a good idea to keep poking the bear. I know you know by now that Jey and I are trying to figure stuff out and I told you the other day, i'm not with the drama," she said looking at Jey, who had spotted me.

“Aye, what the fuck you doin’? You suppose to be in the ring wit us going over what we doin’ for the match, not in my girlfriend’s face.”

“Um, I didn’t know she was with you, Uce. My bad, Jey. Kayla, I’m sorry if I overstepped, I just wanted to tell you that you got options if it doesn’t work out,” I said boldly pointing between her and Jey before getting up and going to the ring as Jey cut his eyes at me.

Maybe I made it worse, but I had to let Kayla know that if he messes up again, I’m definitely willing to dry her tears. Do I have any regrets, not a damn one…

Were the Usos going to work me hard tonight. Probably…  But at least Jey knows he’s got some competition now if he fucks this up.

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The Overview Gulf

Kayla’s POV

The dinner party was beautiful and lowkey as I wanted. We had a lovely dinner, and Roman had even rented out the place so we didn't have to worry about people not invited intruding.

“Where did Jey and Sefa go?” I asked looking around opening the last of my gifts as Jade tried to change the subject.

 “How are you liking the party?” she asked as I looked around the room at our family and friends having a good time eating and talking to each other.

“Ya’ll did awesome, and the food was great? Have you seen Jey?” I asked again as Trin shrugged her shoulders, walking off.

“Ok, now I know you're up to something, but I still love you!” I yelled as she waved walking towards the side of the stage. “Love you too, boo!” She yelled back before disappearing behind the stage.

 “So are you leaving Savannah? You know Jey still has his old house her and one in Atlanta.”

“I’m going home, but Jey is flying out to Savannah to see me after Raw. We’re taking things slow; he realizes I need time and he’s willing to wait.”

“I’m glad ya’ll were able to talk and come back together, ya’ll are great together.” Rhea whispered giving me a hug as Trin came out on stage.

“Alright, I need the birthday girl up here off to the side of the piano for her last surprise,” she said as I looked at Jade. “What is she up too?”

“I promise, you’re gonna love it,” she whispered pulling me towards the front as I saw a large white thrown chair being wheeled out.

I saw Jey out the corner of my eye now dressed in all white button-down shirt and jeans, carrying a large bouquet of white roses.

“What are you doing?” I asked, nervously biting my lower lip.

“Givin’ my baby her flowers, can't a man in love do that?" he asked as I gave him a hug.

“Yes, you can and thank you,” I whispered as he gently kissed me on the lips. “Take a seat and enjoy.”

“Enjoy what, sir,” I asked as he smiled and sat down at the piano. Sefa then walked out with his guitar.

 “No way,” I cried as Trin helped Sefa set up his microphone as he sat down to warm up on his guitar.

“I don’t normally do this and neither does my brother, but we wanted to do a little snippet of this song for you on your birthday. We love you Kayla and happy birthday.”

“Thank you and I love ya’ll too,” I cried wiping my tears as they began playing the opening cords of John Legends All of Me.

What would I do without your smart mouth?

Drawing me in, and you kicking me out

You've got my head spinning, no kidding

I can't pin you down

God, I can’t believe they did this. Sefa rarely sings in public and he was doing this for me..For Jey. I felt a tap on my shoulder and it was Trin who passed me some tissue as I silently bawled.

What's going on in that beautiful mind?

I'm on your magical mystery ride

And I'm so dizzy, don't know what hit me

But I'll be alright

Watching Jey in deep concentration as he focused on the keys made me smile. He always had a passion for music but his passion for wrestling won out in the end. Now singing, that was Sefa’s niche, he could play instruments and sing.

He once had thought about a career but instead went into the family business. He said he was too shy to sing in front of crowds but here he was in front of our friends singing his heart out for my birthday.

My head's underwater

But I'm breathing fine

You're crazy and I'm out of my mind

'Cause all of me loves all of you

Love your curves and all your edges

All your perfect imperfections

 “I love you, don’t cry baby,” Jey whispered as I nodded wiping my tears. I know I must look a hot mess right now but I can’t help it.

Give your all to me, I'll give my all to you

You're my end and my beginning

Even when I lose, I'm winning

'Cause I give you all of me

And you give me all of you, oh-oh

Did I mention that I am having the best birthday weekend ever!!!

“Now, if you want to see the rest, you gon’ have to go watch John Legend live 'cause that’s all I could learn to play on the guitar on such short notice,” Sefa joked coming over and giving me a hug as I chuckled.

“It was perfect and thank you so much for everything,” I whispered as he nodded against my shoulder.

“I got you, sis……Now let me move, I can feel his eyes on my back.”

“You know your brother, don’t you?” I smiled, looking up and seeing Jey watching trying to patiently wait his turn.

“Aye, how you get a hug before me? Move.” Jey joked as Sefa let me go.

“Easy, I did the hardest work. Now if you’d excuse me, I need to talk to the girls.” The pep in his step letting me know whatever they all had planned was just beginning.

“What are ya’ll up to now-” I started as Jey cut me off with a passionate kiss. Don’t worry about that, just let me do my thing.”

“Yes, sir..I ain’t sayin’ nothing else.”       

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Later that night

Jey’s house

Jey’s POV

“How did you get Sefa to agree to sing?” Kayla asked as I opened the front door.

“It's my secret, just know he showed up to help ya’ boy cause’ you know I can’t carry a fuckin’ tune.”

“No, you can’t, but I love you,” she laughed as I helped her out of her shoes. 

“I love you more, Ma…Now head upstairs I’m right behind you.”

“Yes, sir," she said with a mock salute still holding onto her flowers. Nervously I watched her as she headed towards my bedroom.

I really hoped she liked everything; we all had worked hard to put everything together at the last minute. I know me staying this weekend in Pensacola set them back, as they had their own plans for Kayla, but they helped bring my vision together.

"You know my heart is yours, right?” I whispered wrapping my arms around her waist, pulling her close, gently kissing her temple.  “ Yes...And my heart is yours too, always has been.”

“Good, now keep going, baby I got another surprise for you.”

“Wait, there’s more?” Kayla whispered as I chuckled. “Yea, it is so gon’ in,” I said urging her further into my bedroom. "When did you find the time to do all this?" Kayla whispered overwhelmed.

“Do you like it?” I asked as she nodded, choked up. Grabbing my phone, I snapped a quick picture as she looked around in awe. I wanted to have something to look back on of this special moment.

“Jey, it’s pictures of us,” she said looking at each of the photos attached to the ribbons, taking her time.

"I swear I didn’t know everybody had so many pictures of us through the years,” I said as she smiled looking back at me, blushin’.

“You are truly full of surprises, Mr. Fatu,” Kayla whispered looking around the room before the glow from the patio caught her eye.

“Jey, this is too much,” she said as I laughed. “It's never too much Kay, but I promise this is the last surprise tonight. Do you remember how I wanted to add on to my balcony?"

Kayla’s POV

“You didn’t? You really had a mini pool put in up here?” I chuckled putting my flowers down as Jey’s eyes lit up. “Yeah, I did, and I want us to break it in.”

 “Break it in, huh?” I asked curiously walking onto the balcony and seeing all the beautiful candles.

“Yea..I can’t think of a better way than wit my girl…..So, are you game? I hear it’s amazin’ in the water.”

“I’m always game,” I smiled, shooting him a bashful smirk as he kissed my shoulders, ever so slowly pulling down the straps of my dress. A groan escaped his lips as my dress pooled at my feet as I stood naked under his piercing gaze.

"I’ve been wanting to take that off all night," he whispered pulling me against his chest as I sighed relaxing as he worshiped my body.

“Happy birthday Kay,” Jey whispered, lowering his head and brushing his lips gently against mine as I moaned, fumbling with the buttons on his shirt as he made quick work of his pants and underwear.

“Mm, thank you,” I gasped. Our kisses became more needy and passionate as Jey slid his hands down my body. Lifting me up by my hips and letting me feel just how much he needed me as he carried me into the pool.

“Daddy's got you, baby,” he assured me as I writhed in pleasure. “Please, I can’t wait,” I moaned as my hips seemed to have a mind of their own as they bucked against him.

“I gotchu, but I need to taste you first,” Jey whispered against my lips lowering me onto the pool steps towering over me.

Jey’s POV

 “Alexia, play Through the Night,” Kayla said as I smirked, my tongue teasingly swirling around each of her breasts taking my time as she moaned caressing my face. The sultry song intro filled the air as I smiled against her.

“Jey, baby,” Kayla gasped in desperation as I traced my tongue across her stomach and pelvic bone making me moan.

“I know baby.”

I know what you want

I know what you're thinking

And right now, I don't mind

Spreading her thighs wide, I licked my lips. “Mmm, I’ve missed this,” I groaned, closing my mouth over her clit as she gasps in shock entangling her fingers in my hair.

I'm tired of being alone

Way too much to drink

And I'm tired of wasting time

You know that love don't come easy

Her nails lightly scratching my scalp as she purred in pleasure pulling my head closer. “Fuck, yea, give it to me,” I moaned knowing it wouldn’t be long with the warmth of my mouth and the coolness of the water combined. Kayla’s senses were heightened, and she didn’t know what to do with herself. “You like dat? Talk to Daddy.”

“Jey, right there..Don’t stop!” she cried throwing her head back in pleasure as I hummed against her pussy, not stopping my ministrations as the water bubbled around us.

You know that love don't come easy

How do I know you'll never leave me?

Can you go for miles?

Feeling some things I ain't felt in a while

“Missed my pussy,” I moaned against her quivering body as her breathing became ragged. “I don’t want to cum yet,” she whined as I chuckled. “Too bad, 'cause’ you are...All.... night.... long......” I moaned sucking on her clit, flicking my tongue even faster against the sensitive bud.

“Oh fuck!” Kayla moaned; her hips arched against my face as I held her hips, refusing to let go. Her breathing was even more ragged as she grabbed my face in her hands and began to ride my face.

I think you should try (try)

Try to blow my mind (ooh)

Ooh

Think you should try (try)

To drive (drive) me through the night (ooh-ooh)

“Mmm, my baby tastes so good,” I groaned as she cried out. “Jey! I-I- oh god!” Kayla screamed as her orgasm tore through her like a freight train, her legs locked around my neck and her body jerked forward as she exploded before collapsing against the steps panting.

“You did so good, baby girl,” I praised with a satisfied smirk kissing her thighs tenderly before sliding back up to her. Our bodies now slick with a mix of chlorine and sweat.

Kayla’s POV

“I need you now,” I whispered against his lips as Jey picked me up, leaning me up against the wall of the pool. “Happy birthday, baby,” he moaned guiding himself slowly inside me as I clung to him. “Mmm, you take such good care of me,” I moaned as his hips snapped forward, bottoming out.

Rendezvous

Take time to catch a vibe with you

Take me up, love me deep

Make me weak with all of your mind

 “Always…I gotchu O lo'u masina.” The Excitement igniting deep within us as our bodies moved against the water. The pressure slowing our lovemaking and overwhelming us of it’s power.

 “Jey, mmm, baby,” I moaned as he hummed against my throat. “What you need, Ma? Talk to Daddy, you know he gotchu.”

“For us it to always be like this,” I gasped confessing my wish for the future.

Oh, you know that love don't come easy

How do I know that you'll never leave me?

Can you go for milеs?

Feeling some things I ain't felt in a while

“It's gon’ be better cause’ we locked in forever. I love you, Kay,” he rasped. His hands roaming over my wet skin as I relaxed fully surrendering to him. “I love you too,” I cried out, rocking my hips against his as our lips met in a desperate kiss.

The bubbles caressing our skin as the smell of lavender surrounded us.  “I’m yours….Never forget dat,”Jey whispered as I leaned into him laying my head on his shoulder whimpering in pleasure. “Mine.”

“yes, and you mine….Tell Daddy how good his dick feels. You love me makin' love to you, don't you baby?.. I need to know, Ma."

His words ignited a fire within me as his thrusts became more powerful as I bounced, trying to meet his thrust. The beautiful sultry song confessing my wishes for our relationship. "It feels so good..So fuckin' good," I gasped.

I think you should try (try)

Try to blow my mind (ooh)

Ooh

Think you should try (try)

To drivе (drive) me through the night (ooh-ooh)

“I’ll will always try to blow ya’ mind baby, cause’ you blow mine…. I’mma always try,” he declared in a whisper making my heart swell as I fell even more in love with him.

“Mmm, you do blow my mind Josh,” I cried into the night air wanting the world to hear me. The coolness of the water had nothing on the fire burning deep within us.

“I want you to cum….Do it, O lo'u masina..Do it for me,” Jey cooed, my nails now clawing at his back and neck as I hung on for dear life begging him. “Deeper….mmm, harder.. Uh! Deeper, fuck Jey,” I gasped as each thrust hit me harder than the last.

“I feel you close, fuck you squeezin’ Daddy’s dick so tight. Just hang on a lil longer,” Jey groaned, close himself. I could feel the tension rising in him with each majestical swirl of his hips.

Jey’s POV

 “I- I can’t hold it, much more,” Kayla moaned, her legs tightening even more around my waist.  I could never deny her? How could I, the beautiful image of her about to cum never fails to not make my heart race.

“Let go, Ma…I gotchu.”

So that the only time that I ain't looking at it

Is when my eyes roll back

And you bring me to my knees

“Oh, fuck!” She cried as her eyes rolled back and her teeth sank into her lower lip.  “Yea….Dat’s it..Let go, Kay,” I praised. Her pussy tightening around me even more blurring my vision as my ears began to ring loud and proud.

Gripping her tightly I drove into her hard and fast. “We gon’ make it work, you hear me?” I rasped. “We are,” Kayla whimpered.

Too good at pleasing me

And giving me just what I need

 “It’s us forever…..Say it,” I demanded, capturing her lips in a possessive kiss as she whimpered at its power. “It’s us, forever,” she gasped as I released her lips.

 Something primal seemingly snapped within me as her heels dug into my ass urging me to take her higher as her eyes never left mine. I had to make sure she knew I was serious about us being together.

 “I love you, and this is just the beginning,” I whispered as she smiled through her haze. “I love you more, and I can’t wait.” Our breathing growing more ragged by the second as we lost ourselves in each other.

I think you should try (try)

Try to blow my mind (ooh)

Ooh

Think you should try (try)

To drive me through the night

The lavender scented bubbles popping against our skin, adding to the sensory overload that had us both overwhelmed as we climbed higher and higher. The candles casting a heavenly glow across Kayla’s beautiful face as she finally let go.

“I’m I- I’m!” Kayla screamed into my mouth as her body shook with pleasure as my own end washed over me like a tidal wave. “Kay, fuck yea, shit, you feel so good,” I groaned as the aftershocks of our lovemaking washed over us as I held her tight.

“Best…Birthday ever,” Kayla moaned as I sighed in agreement. “We got plenty more to spend together and I plan on making each one better than the last,” I confessed as she smiled brightly at me.

“We’re going to be, ok?” She asked as I caressed her face.

“Yea, baby…We’re going to be ok,” I reassured her, feeling her heart pounding against my chest. “You’re mine and I ain’t lettin’ you go.”

“Promise.”

“I promise, it’s just you and me….Forever.”

It's not just making love

I need you to blow my mind

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The Next Evening

Pensacola Airport

“Call me when you land,” Jey whispered against my lips as I smiled.

“I will and you let me know when you get to the next city.” After such an amazing weekend it was hard to leave him.

“I will baby, and I’ll see you tomorrow night.” As we embraced, I was really tempted to change my flight and fly out with them for Raw..Like I a can’t act like the thought ain’t crossed my mind a couple times.

“Our flight is about to board….You gon’ have to let her go, Uce we gotta work,” Roman said as Jey sighed.

“I know…Don’t mean I gotta like it.”

“I’ll be waiting, go to work baby,” I assured him giving him one final kiss as we reluctantly parted going to different terminals.

The girls had an earlier flight and had left about an hour ago. Damn, this is the part I hate with a passion…Not wanting to leave… Sighing, I sat down and began looking through my pictures we had taken this weekend.

A few minutes later my phone rang startling me out of my thoughts as I smiled seeing Jey’s picture requesting a Facetime. "Boy it ain't even been 10 minutes," I smiled picking up.

“Hello, you missed me already," I joked as he smirked.”

“Actually yes, I did, so come meet me at terminal 12.”

“Jey, I wish I could, but they are about to call my flight in about 20 minutes. I wouldn’t get back over here in time.” I sighed in defeat really wanting to go over there.

“Don’t worry bout dat, I just bought you a ticket to come wit me.”

“Huh, Jey are you serious?” I asked in disbelief as he blushed…He fuckin’ blushed….

“Look, I just ain’t ready for this weekend to end, Kay…Just come to Raw wit me and then we can fly back to Savannah tomorrow night together.”

“Are you serious?”

“Kay, you should know by now that I ain’t playin’. Now don’t make me have to come get you,” he said holding up the extra plan ticket with a smile.

“Ok…let me get my bag,” I smiled as he seemed pleased with himself. “Hurry up, I miss you.”

“Damn, she got you whipped already…Sis, got dat ill na na, huh,” I heard Jimmy say in the background as Sefa and Roman laughed.

“Man, fuck you…I’m trying to spend some more time wit my girl, a’ight,” Jey said looking at Jimmy as I blushed.

“May bad, Uce…Kayla, you betta get over here…..Yo’ man losing his mind and he just saw you ten minutes ago,” Jimmy joked as Jey chuckled. “You heard my brotha, get yo’ fine ass over here.”

 “I’m on my way."

Hanging up, I grabbed my bag and headed to meet the guys. I didn’t know what was next, but we were off to a good start communicating and putting each other first.

I got to spend my birthday with my family and friends. Jey is back in my life and I guess only time will tell if it lasts, but I know one thing for certain…..

Life was great right now and this was definitely the best birthday I’ve ever had.

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Lawd have mercy…Jimmy🥵🥵🥵

All Over You (Jimmy Uso College AU)

Aria’s boyfriend is a distraction, not just to her…but to her roommate as well. College AU, OC/Jimmy/OC

Pairing: Black fem OC/Jimmy Uso/Black fem OC

Warnings: Smut, love triangle

Word Count: 5.8k

A/N: My first ever full length one shot for Jimmy! Sorry it took so long. This could probably classify as a pwp 😬

Enjoy!

It was deep into the night, and the sounds of Aria's moans drifted down the hallway, coinciding with the repeated thumps of the headboard against the wall. For probably the hundredth time since she moved in, Estelle was forced to listen to her roommate and her boyfriend, Jimmy, fuck each other’s brains out while she struggled to fall asleep. 

She pictured Aria’s vixen body and sweaty dark skin laid up under Jimmy’s gorgeous, buff muscles and caramel skin, as the smack of his hand on her ass and her whimpers right after, filled Estelle’s ears. He was probably taking advantage of that new long ponytail she had done yesterday just for him. 

"Yes, yes, fuck me, Daddy!" Aria’s voice cracked when Jimmy slapped her ass again. 

“Uh huh, take this dick, you wanted it so bad earlier huh,” Jimmy’s gruff voice moaned back, making Estelle squirm in her bed, “You better keep that back arched, come on…”

Estelle bit down on her lip. He sounded so fucking sexy. He could make a grown woman cry with the way he talked shit. She tried to imagine how it would feel; him beating up on her pussy, pulling her hair back while he taunted her, and it led to her hand skimming between her legs as she stared up at the moonlight pouring through the windows over her bed. She shut her eyes tight and honed in on every sound. The frantic clapping of skin. The bed springs creaking. 

Aria’s ever increasing moans. “Oh god, Daddy I’m cominnnn’…”

Jimmy’s animalistic grunts. “That’s right, baby, come on my dick. And spread that pussy open when you done, I’ma nut all up in it…”

Fuck. She wanted him. Badly.

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Estelle was still horny when she woke at seven a.m. Luckily, she had no classes today, so when she was ready to shower, she grabbed her dildo and took it with her, intending to kill two birds with one stone. She got a thorough workout with the toy; in fact, it was so good that she had to shower all over again because she came so damn hard. At least she felt much better and better prepared to start her day.

Making her way downstairs and into the kitchen for her morning coffee, she came to a halt when she spotted Jimmy seated at the kitchen island, drinking out of her favorite coffee mug. She knew he and Aria didn’t have classes until later this evening, meaning he dicked her down the way he did on purpose. Poor bitch was probably out cold right now. He obviously thought Estelle was out of the house, because he was clad in just his boxers, showing off his buff body and all those tribal tattoos that made her mouth water.

"Mornin'," she greeted after clearing her throat, inwardly thrilled that he was seeing her in her favorite lilac silk robe open and displaying all her curves. The cotton tank top that matched her boy shorts outlined her large nipples. 

“Sup, E,” he replied, sipping from her pink mug with his eyes still on her. “Damn. You look sexy as fuck, girl,” he remarked.

It was an absurdly inappropriate comment, given Aria was just upstairs, still oblivious to the unspoken tension between her roommate and her boyfriend. But Estelle wasn’t fazed. If anything, the comment made her stomach tighten with an unfamiliar sense of power.

“So do you,” she replied, her voice low and playful, a hint of a smirk tugging at her lips. She noticed his gaze linger on her body. It was deliberate on her part—she knew exactly what she was doing. 

“That’s my cup,” she added, pointing to the pink mug in his hand. “My name’s literally on it.”

“Oops. My bad,” Jimmy said, not even attempting to apologize as he lazily spun the cup in his fingers. “You can drink outta that side if you want. In fact, come over here and have a taste.”

Estelle had to fight the urge to roll her eyes, her mind racing. Part of her wanted to lean into this, to make him see how far she could push him, but something else held her back. It wasn’t just the fact that Aria was upstairs; it was the knowledge that she wasn’t the only woman vying for his attention. The rumors surrounding Jimmy’s… ‘extracurricular activities’ on campus had been impossible to ignore, and Estelle knew she wasn’t the first one he’d flirted with. He was the kind of guy who used his charm to manipulate people, and she was no stranger to it. Yet, despite her better judgment, a part of her found it irresistible.

Instead of giving in to his invitation, she moved to prepare her coffee. She could feel his eyes lingered on her, their unspoken game playing out in silence. She couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to just give in, to let him take control, even if only for a moment.

But the sound of Aria’s footsteps on the stairs broke those thoughts. Estelle took another sip of her coffee, trying to mask her frustration that simmered beneath the surface.

Aria made her way down, her hair disheveled, wearing one of Jimmy’s oversized t-shirts like a dress. It was almost laughable, the way she smiled at him, the way she had no idea what was really happening in their relationship.

“There she is. C'mere, girl,” Jimmy said, a grin pulling at his lips as he looked Aria up and down. Estelle couldn’t help but feel a pang of jealousy. She hated how easily Jimmy could make Aria melt. The whole thing was pathetic.

Aria smirked, leaning in for a sloppy kiss that made Estelle’s stomach turn. She took another sip of coffee, her fingers tightening around the mug as she watched Aria pull away and smile dreamily at him. Estelle wanted to shout at Aria, to tell her to open her damn eyes, but she kept quiet. There was no use. Aria would never listen.

Clueless bitch.

“Y’all had a busy night,” Estelle commented out loud, almost too casually.

“We did,” Aria said, yawning as she stretched. “I hope we didn’t keep you awake.”

Estelle chose to keep silent, fighting the urge to roll her eyes.

“You gon’ be at my game tomorrow, girl?” Jimmy asked, his stare shifting to Estelle with an intensity that felt almost predatory.

She rolled her eyes internally. Of course, he’d want her at the game. It was all part of the act—she was supposed to be his girlfriend’s friend, the loyal one. The truth was, she was tired of being part of their charade.

“I’ll think about it,” she replied, her tone flat.

Jimmy’s expression hardened slightly, a trace of command slipping into his words. “Nah, you’ll be there.”

Estelle’s eyes narrowed at him, the nerve of this man. “Don’t speak for me,” she snapped, her voice sharp.

But he didn’t seem bothered in the least. He repeated himself slowly, his eyes locking with hers, sending a chill down her spine. “You’ll. Be. There.”

With that, he kissed Aria once more, lifting her off his lap and walking back upstairs. Aria watched him go, her eyes full of adoration. Estelle, on the other hand, watched the whole thing with disgust. She couldn’t believe Aria was still so blind to the emotional manipulation she was under.

“I see you two have stopped fighting,” Estelle remarked dryly as she cleaned up the counter.

“Eh. Couples fight all the time,” Aria shrugged, clearly still lost in her bubble.

Estelle couldn’t help but scoff internally. Jimmy and Aria’s relationship wasn’t a fight. It was a war—a war that Aria was too naïve to recognize. She thought she could fix him, change him, but Estelle knew the truth: a guy like Jimmy didn’t change. He just used people, breaking them down little by little and then discarding them when he was finished milking their life energy.

And yet, she couldn’t shake the thought of his lingering look before he left. The way he looked at her…like a predator sizing up its prey. She hated herself for wanting it, for wanting to see just how far this twisted game would go.

But she would play along. For now.

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The victory party was like any other—loud, crowded, and filled with endless cheers for the star quarterback, Jimmy Uso. As usual, he was the center of attention, basking in the afterglow of his game-winning performance. But tonight, there was something different in the air. Aria and Jimmy, typically inseparable, walked into the party with tension hanging between them. Estelle noticed it immediately—the sharpness in Aria’s tone as she berated Jimmy in front of everyone. The argument was escalating, and the noise of the party almost seemed to fade into the background.

“I’m done, Jimmy! I can’t keep doing this!” Aria’s voice rang out, and it seemed like a declaration that everyone in the room could hear. “You never change. I’m done for good!”

Jimmy fired back, his voice laced with frustration. He looked every bit the part of the star quarterback—athletic, confident, with the cocky grin that Estelle had seen a hundred times before. But tonight, it seemed like that mask was slipping.

She couldn’t, even as Aria stormed off, help but notice how good he looked in his letterman jacket, his French braids sleek and tight. She tried to ignore the pull she felt in her chest, the way her heart raced whenever he was around. It was a feeling she had been denying for far too long.

She had been thinking about him more than she should, and now, seeing him embroiled in this fight with Aria, it only made her feel more confused. She didn’t like Aria, but she couldn’t help feeling guilty about the growing attraction she had for Jimmy.

As she sipped her punch, trying to stay out of the chaos, she was startled by a familiar, unwanted voice. Grayson, the campus creep with his smooth Australian accent and cocky attitude, sauntered up to her with a smirk plastered on his face.

“Hey, gorgeous,” he said, his hand already reaching out for hers. “Wanna dance?”

Estelle rolled her eyes, already fed up with his advances. She wasn’t in the mood for his usual harassment. “No thanks, Grayson,” she said coolly, stepping back.

But Grayson wasn’t so easily deterred. He reached out and grabbed her wrist with a firm grip, yanking her toward him. “Come on, don’t be like that. I’m just asking for one dance,” he insisted, his words slurring slightly from too much alcohol.

“Let go of me,” Estelle snapped, trying to pull her arm free. But he was stronger, his grip tightening as he pulled her closer.

“Aw, what’s the matter? You think you’re too good for me now? I’ve seen you eyein' me, babeee,” Grayson slurred, his breath hot against her face. His words were laced with an arrogant sneer, and Estelle could see the intoxicated aggression building in his eyes.

Before she could react, there was a commotion from across the room. In a flash, Jimmy appeared, his presence a thunderous force. He shoved Grayson hard, sending him stumbling back. “Get your fucking hands off her!” he growled, his voice rough and filled with anger. His usual confident demeanor was replaced with something far more intimidating.

Grayson attempted to stand his ground but was no match for Jimmy. With a swift shove, Jimmy forced Grayson back again, this time sending him crashing into a nearby table, punch spilling everywhere. “You’re lucky I’m not putting you on your ass right now,” Jimmy spat, his fists clenched in fury.

Without sparing another glance, Jimmy turned on his heel and stormed off, his face twisted in frustration. The whole party had gone quiet, everyone watching the scene unfold in stunned silence. Estelle stood frozen, her heart racing from the adrenaline, and a strange mixture of gratitude and guilt filled her chest.

She didn’t know what had come over her, but she found herself following him. She needed to say something. She needed to thank him, at least.

She found him in the pool house, sitting on the bed, his arms crossed tightly, as if he was holding in all the anger and frustration that had been building throughout the night.

“Jimmy?” Estelle said quietly, walking toward him. “Hey, thank you…for saving me back there.” She paused, searching for the right words. “You didn’t have to do that.”

He didn’t respond immediately. He just stared at her, his jaw clenched. Finally, he sighed and ran a hand over his head. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I’m so fucking tired of this shit,” he muttered, almost to himself. “Tired of the constant fighting, of pretending everything’s fine. Aria and me…we just keep going in fucking circles. I can’t keep doing this.”

Estelle sat beside him, her heart unexpectedly softening. She wasn’t sure how to console him—this wasn’t the cocky, untouchable quarterback she usually saw. This was a guy who seemed genuinely torn, frustrated with the mess he’d found himself in. She didn’t know what to say, but she couldn’t stand to see him like this.

“I get it,” she said quietly, reaching out to gently touch his arm. “Relationships are complicated. But you don’t have to go through it alone.”

Jimmy turned to her then, his eyes filled with an emotion she couldn’t quite place. He looked at her like he was seeing her for the first time, like everything else had faded away. She found herself fidgeting under his intense stare.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, Estelle,” he said suddenly, his voice raw, almost desperate. “I’ve always wanted you. I think about you a whole lot more than I should.”

Estelle’s breath hitched in her throat. She had expected a flirtation, maybe a casual comment, but not this. Not this bold, looking at her with such intensity, such hunger. She had always known there was chemistry between them, but she hadn’t expected it to feel this electric.

Before she could even process what was happening, his lips were on hers, his hands pulling her closer, crushing her body against his. The kiss was hungry, urgent, filled with a rawness that left Estelle dizzy. She kissed him back, feeling that familiar rush of desire that she couldn’t deny.

He pulled her down onto the bed, his body pressing against hers. The air between them was thick with tension, his hands moving under her dress as he ground against her. Everything in her screamed to give in to this moment, to stop thinking and just feel.

But then, as the intensity of the moment surged, something in Estelle’s mind snapped. She broke the kiss, breathless, her chest rising and falling with quick, uneven breaths. Jimmy stared at her, confused for a second, then pressed his lips back to hers. But she pulled away, her hands shaking as she gently pushed him off her.

“No,” she whispered, her voice trembling. “I can’t…I can’t do this.”

Jimmy’s expression faltered, his eyes narrowing in an uncomfortable myriad of confusion and frustration. “What the hell, E? I thought…I thought you wanted—”

“I do, I mean, I did. But I can’t. I’m sorry,” she said, quickly sitting up and pulling her clothes back into place. “I can’t be the other woman. This isn’t right.”

Jimmy didn’t say anything. He just stood up, his anger quickly returning as he stalked out of the pool house, leaving Estelle sitting there, her head spinning.

She left the pool house shortly after, her mind a chaotic mess. She didn’t even know how to process what had just happened. The game she had been playing with Jimmy was no longer fun. Now, she realized, there was something real there, something deeper than just attraction, at least from her end.

But the guilt that gnawed at her felt overwhelming. She didn’t like Aria—not at all—but she knew this would hurt her. And as much as Estelle tried to justify it, the truth was that she was in too deep. Just like Aria, she had feelings for Jimmy now, and it was more complicated than she ever expected.

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The next few days felt like a blur for Estelle. She had been avoiding both Aria and Jimmy since that night in the pool house, finding solace in the quiet solitude of the campus library. She spent her time studying, burying herself in textbooks, trying to ignore the turmoil swirling in her mind. But the avoidance was taking its toll. Every moment she spent apart from Jimmy made her heart ache, and every time she saw Aria, guilt gnawed at her, despite their complicated dynamic.

It was the night before the weekend, and Estelle had been in the library until it was nearly closing. Her head was aching from hours of studying, but she was trying to keep away from the inevitable confrontation she knew was coming. She could feel the tension thick in the air, a pressure building in her chest as she packed up her things.

As she walked toward the door, she froze when she heard the unmistakable sound of footsteps behind her. She didn’t need to turn around to know it was Jimmy. His cologne was like a storm to her, strong and overwhelming. She tried to ignore him, quickening her pace, but he was faster, reaching her with a few strides.

“E,” he called out, his voice low and commanding, “Estelle!”

She stopped in her tracks, her body stiffening. She didn’t want to face him. She couldn’t face him.

“Stop avoiding me,” Jimmy’s voice was firm, almost a growl, and she could hear the frustration in his tone. “I know what you’re doing. I’m not gon’ let you keep running from this.”

Estelle turned to face him, her eyes narrowing. She wanted to argue, to tell him she needed space, but her body betrayed her. She was drawn to him, the way he stood there, all confidence and power. His eyes were dark with desire, and was impossible to hide the fact that she wanted him just as much as he wanted her.

“Jimmy, I—” she began, but her words died in her throat as he stepped forward, closing the distance between them.

Before she could react, he grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her toward the back of the library, away from the prying eyes of students still lingering in the hall. They reached a quiet, secluded area, dimly lit by the faint glow of a single desk lamp.

Without warning, he pushed her against one of the shelves, his body pinning hers in place. She gasped as her back hit the cool wood, and his lips were suddenly on hers, fierce and demanding. The kiss was hungry, desperate, as if he couldn’t wait any longer. She moaned softly, her body responding to him without thinking, feeling an ache deep inside her that only he could satisfy.

His hands roamed over her body, sliding down her sides, pulling her closer, and she couldn’t help but melt into him. The intensity of the kiss, the heat of his touch, sent shockwaves through her. She wasn’t sure when it happened, but somewhere along the way, she had stopped trying to fight it. Her hands found their way to his chest, gripping his jacket, and she kissed him back just as fiercely.

He pulled away for a breath, his forehead resting against hers, his chest rising and falling with each ragged breath. “I know you want this,” he whispered, his voice low and rough. “I know you’ve been thinking about me just like I’ve been thinking about you.”

Estelle’s lips parted as she tried to speak, but all that came out was a soft, breathless moan. She could feel the warmth of his body, making hers ignite in a way she had never experienced before.

Jimmy,” she whispered breathlessly when he pulled back, but his hands were already sliding down her sides, gripping her hips, holding her in place.

“You been driving me crazy, Estelle,” he muttered, his mouth on her ear. “Walking around like you don’t know how bad I want you.”

She gasped as his hand slipped beneath the hem of her skirt, his fingers brushing the edge of her panties. “We shouldn’t—”

“Yes, we should,” he interrupted, his tone commanding. His fingers slid under the fabric, finding her already slick and warm. “You’re so wet for me. You can’t lie about what you want.”

Her head fell back against the shelf, a soft moan escaping her lips as his fingers pressed deeper, curling just right. His other hand cupped her chin, forcing her to look at him. “Say it,” he murmured, his voice dark and heavy. “Say you want me.”

“I…” Her words caught in her throat, swallowed by another moan as his fingers pumped slowly, deliberately, his thumb grazing her sensitive spot.

“Say it,” he demanded, his voice dripping with authority. “I know you’re holdin' back, but you don’t gotta. Come for me, baby. Let me hear you.”

Her resolve crumbled as his touch drove her higher, her body responding to him in ways she couldn’t control. “I want you,” she finally breathed, her voice trembling. “I want you, Jimmy.”

“That’s my girl,” he murmured, his lips grazing her neck as he continued to work her with skilled precision. “I don't care if we in a library. Let it all out. Give it to me.”

Her body arched against him as she gave in completely, the tension snapping with a hot wave of pleasure that left her trembling in his arms. He watched her closely, a wicked grin tugging at his lips as she came undone for him.

“You’re so damn beautiful like this,” he whispered, his voice rough with desire. He pulled his hand away and licked his fingers, his eyes never leaving hers. “Sweet as I thought you’d be.”

Estelle’s cheeks burned, but her body buzzed with satisfaction. She couldn’t find the words to respond. Jimmy pulled her close, his lips still inches from hers. 

“Aria’s going home for the weekend,” he said, his voice laced with quiet intensity. “She’ll be with her parents. I’m coming to see you.”

Estelle’s heart skipped a beat at his words. A part of her wanted to say no, wanted to back away from the situation that was spiraling out of control. But another part of her—one that she couldn’t deny anymore—wanted him. Wanted him to come to her.

She swallowed, her breath hitching as she tried to steady her thoughts. “Jimmy, we—this is—”

“I ain’t askin’, E,” he cut in, his voice firm. “I’ll be there. I want you, and you want me. Nuff said.”

The words hung in the air, charged with a promise that sent a wave of heat rushing through her. She couldn’t say no—not when he was looking at her like that. Not when her body was already responding to his every touch.

Without another word, Jimmy kissed her lips, and then stepped back, giving her space but not letting her go completely. He gave her one last look, a look that told her everything he wanted, before turning to walk away, leaving Estelle leaning against the shelves, her heart pounding in her chest.

As she gathered her things, her mind raced. She didn’t know if she was making the right choice, but she knew she couldn’t stop what was happening.

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Saturday arrived, and Estelle was a storm of conflicting emotions. Her heart raced with a mixture of excitement and guilt, the weight of her decision pressing down on her. She’d never imagined this would happen—never thought she’d go this far, but here she was. The pull of Jimmy was undeniable, and as much as she tried to suppress it, her thoughts always circled back to him.

Aria was gone for the weekend, visiting her parents, leaving Estelle with the house to herself. The silence of the empty space only made her nerves more acute. She couldn’t help but think about what she was about to do. Guilt gnawed at her, the thought of betraying her best friend—her roommate, Aria—tugging at her heart. But then there was Jimmy, and the excitement of what was about to unfold. Estelle couldn’t ignore it anymore.

She took her time preparing, going about her waxing routine. Each stroke of the razor, each swipe of the lotion, was a moment of preparation, not just of her body, but of her mind. The anticipation was almost unbearable. As she smoothed the last layer of lotion into her skin, her body tingled with the thought of Jimmy seeing her, touching her. The thrill of it was intoxicating.

The hours dragged by slowly, every passing minute heightening her nervous energy. And then, the knock at the door. Her pulse surged as she approached it, her stomach fluttering with nervous anticipation. She opened the door, her breath catching in her throat when she saw him standing there.

Jimmy. His presence was magnetic, his heated gaze scanning her with a heat that sent shivers down her spine. The dim light from the hallway cast shadows across his face, making him appear even more striking. His eyes locked onto hers, and for a long moment, neither of them spoke. The tension in the air was palpable, thick with unspoken desire.

He didn’t need to say anything. His silent approach toward her was enough. Estelle’s breath hitched as he stepped into the house, his body brushing hers ever so slightly, sending sparks through her skin. The air between them seemed charged, and for a moment, it felt as if the world outside had disappeared.

“Ready?” His voice was low, teasing, with a hint of something darker behind it. His lips barely moved as he spoke, but the words felt like a command, a promise of what was to come.

Estelle swallowed hard, her throat dry, her heart thudding in her chest. Her hands were trembling, but she forced herself to steady them. She looked up at him, seeing the same raw desire reflected in his eyes that had been brewing between them for so long.

She nodded, her mouth dry, not trusting herself to speak.

Without another word, Jimmy closed the space between them, his hand sliding behind her neck to pull her closer. The kiss was slow at first—purposeful, teasing, testing. His lips took hers with just enough pressure to leave her wanting more. When she responded, it was as if a dam had broken. The heat between them flared, wild and desperate, as if neither of them could wait another second.

Estelle’s mind screamed for her to stop, to think about what this would mean for her friendship, however tentative it was, with Aria. But the sound of Jimmy’s low moan as he deepened the kiss drowned out her thoughts. Her body reacted instinctively, hands gripping the front of his shirt, pulling him closer, feeling the heat of his chest against hers.

As they broke apart for air, their eyes met again. This time, there was no turning back. The line between guilt and desire blurred, and Estelle knew, deep down, she didn’t want to stop.

Jimmy pulled her into his arms, lifting her effortlessly off the ground, his strong hands gripping her thighs. She gasped at the sudden movement, but it felt right, the way his strength enveloped her. She wrapped her arms around his neck, her fingers gripping the soft strands of his braids. He didn’t stop until they reached her bedroom. He laid her down gently on her bed, both sets of eyes dark with desire as they undressed. Estelle’s breath hitched at the sight of his dick as he rolled the condom he brought along over it; thick, long and dangerous, prodding against her folds as they kissed again, deep and slow. She couldn’t remember ever feeling so completely consumed by someone. Every kiss, every touch seemed to melt away the tension inside her, leaving only the need for more. His hands moved with purpose, sliding up the curves of her rounded hips as he hovered over her. His lips trailed down her neck, biting softly before whispering in her ear, 

“You been wantin’ this, huh? Don’t lie to me now.” His voice was low, teasing, and laced with desire, leaning into her as he guided his dick into her soaking wet, waiting pussy, both of them letting out throaty gasps at the sweet, sweet intrusion. Estelle’s gasps devolving into broken moans as he slowly rolled his hips, fitting all of himself into her…

“Shit…”

Jimmy’s hand found the small of her back, pulling her closer, their bodies pressing together in perfect rhythm. Her fingers gripped his braids, tugging gently as he kissed her deeply, their mouths and bodies moving in sync. “Jimmy,” she breathed, her voice barely above a whisper, her body arching into his.

He smirked against her lips. “Yeah, baby, say my name,” he murmured, his tone confident but full of hunger. His touch was firm but deliberate, exploring every inch of her like he had all the time in the world. “You so damn fine, I can’t believe I waited this long.”

Estelle’s breath hitched as he moved over her, his weight pressing her deeper into the mattress. She couldn’t think—didn’t want to think. All she could do was feel. Her hands roamed over his broad shoulders, tracing the outlines of his tattoos as he leaned down, his lips finding hers again.

“Fuck, you feel good,” Jimmy muttered, his voice rough with desire as he guided her hips to meet his. The tension between them built with each movement, every touch sending shivers down her spine. Estelle couldn’t help but moan softly, her nails digging into his back as he kissed her neck, his hands gripping her thighs like he couldn’t get enough. He chuckled low, his voice thick with satisfaction. “Knew you would, baby,” he said, his words sending a shiver through her. “Goddamn…I can stay inside you like this all night.”

“Fuck me,” Estelle begged, her eyes rolling back as Jimmy obliged her, his gaze intense and unwavering, determined to make her feel every ounce of what he was giving her. Before she could blink, he had pulled out of her, barely giving her enough time to register his absence before he flipped her onto her stomach. She was on her knees at the edge of the bed, her hands quickly gripping the wooden headboard for support. Estelle glanced over her shoulder, her mouth falling open as he slid back inside her. His fingers tightened on her hips as he pulled her closer, the heat between them palpable. “Throw that shit back. Let me see what you workin’ with,” he ordered with a gentle smack on her ass, admiring the jiggle of her soft skin.

Estelle didn’t hesitate, arching her back and meeting him with a roll of her hips that made his breath hitch. “Like this?” she teased, looking back at him with a raised brow.

Jimmy groaned, his grip on her tightening. “Yeah, just like that. Keep goin’, baby. I got you.”

The room filled with the sound of skin meeting skin, the rhythm they created echoing faintly off the walls. Jimmy’s low grunts and Estelle’s soft moans intertwined, a symphony just for the two of them.

“You feel so good, baby,” Estelle whispered, her voice breathless.

Jimmy leaned forward, one hand sliding up her back until it wrapped gently around the nape of her neck. “You takin’ it like a champ. That recoil fire, baby. Proud of you.” He kissed the back of her neck, his lips lingering against her skin before he pulled back slightly. Any response she had was cut short by a sharp gasp as he drove into her deeper.

“Oh, shit, Jimmy!”

“Love the way you moan my name,” he said, a sexy smirk on his face as he spanked her again. “Move, baby, throw that ass back. You been waitin’ on this.”

Estelle pushed back against him, her movements fluid and confident. Jimmy's deep, gravelly voice filled the room with praises for her, his words a mix of filthy and sweet. Her nails dug into the headboard, her body trembling under his touch, but she kept moving, meeting him thrust for thrust.

“Fuck, I’m close…” she moaned.

“Yeah? Come for me…unhhh, shit, there you go, come all over this dick.” He groaned as her pussy gushed all around the length of him, clenching and suckling with each spasm of the orgasm that ripped through her. Only seconds later, he followed suit, pulling her flush against him and holding himself still as he came, spilling all he had into the condom buried inside her. He circled his hips slowly against her ass, making her moan as he gently tugged her hair up to make their mouths meet in a breathless kiss.

They lay tangled together, the glow of their shared moment wrapping around them like a cocoon. Jimmy’s hand traced lazy circles on her hip as she rested her head against his chest, their breaths slowly evening out. The satisfaction of what they’d just shared still lingered, the warmth of his body next to hers comforting and familiar.

Estelle finally understood why Aria was so smitten with him. Jimmy wasn’t just a college football star; he was powerful, magnetic, and he knew exactly how to make someone feel wanted. She had let herself get swept up in the chaos of their tangled emotions, and now, she was lost in him.

After a moment of silence, Jimmy spoke, his voice low and serious. “Estelle…this has to stay between us. No one can know. Especially Aria.”

Estelle looked up at him, her eyes wide, her chest tightening. It was a lot to ask, but she already knew the answer. She didn’t like Aria. She never had, not really. The guilt that had once weighed on her shoulders had now evaporated, replaced by something else—something that felt more like freedom.

“I understand,” Estelle said, her voice steady, despite the swirling emotions inside her. “It’ll be our secret.”

Jimmy’s lips curled into a satisfied smile, and he kissed her forehead, his muscled arms pulling her closer. “Good. That’s all I need from you. Now let me get back in this pussy and make you come again…”

What had started as a game between them was now something far deeper. And now, as he lifted her hips and sank back back inside her, she realized that she didn’t feel regret anymore. She didn’t need to worry about the future, about Aria, or about the consequences. She was here now, and Jimmy made her feel alive in a way no one else ever had.

Sorry, but not sorry.

THE END

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The Christmas Present

One-shot

PAIRING:  Roman reigns x OC Starr

Word Count: 5,832

Warning: Smut

What do you do when your bestfriend you've known all of your life tells you he wants to unwrap you for christmas and you've always wanted him to be your first?

Sorry this one was late, it was requested months ago and i'm finally working through requests in my inbox. Happy New Year everyone

As I made my way inside, I felt somewhat out of place as it seemed I had walked into a tense situation as Jey guided me further into the house. I already was two hours late because I had to help my mom wrap some gifts for my niece.

“Jey, who was that yelling before you opened the door?” I asked. “Just Sarah acting a damn fool,” he said continuing to guide me through the beautiful two-story home.

“Wait…Sarah, as in Roman’s cheating ass ex…Roman told me she was history.”

“Oh, she is…..Has been for about months but won’t take the hint.”

 Everything seemed calmer now that I was inside, as Christmas music filled the room, and everyone seemed to be in their own world.

Seeing a few familiar faces, I waved but stayed close to Jey as my eyes scanned the room finally spotting Roman and Sarah talking in the corner.

His stoic expression and powerful stance made many nervous but not me. I could tell he wasn’t pleased she had crashed his party but was trying to be respectful.

“How is he really doing, Jey?” I asked as he sighed looking at his cousin shaking his head. “He’s on edge you know, especially with the back-to-back losses. Big Uce, is getting better though.”

“I’m sorry I couldn’t make Alfa’s funeral; I wanted to be there.” I said looking at my best friend really taking him in. He looked so tired, his beautiful beard more full and now had spots of gray.

“Starr, stop that…..You came home to be with us for Uncle Sika’s funeral, stood in the gap for me and was there for big Uce.”

“Hey, that’s what family does,” I assured him giving him a hug.

“I’m glad you home, we be worried about you.” he whispered as I caressed his back.

“I’m fine, besides I didn’t re-enlist this time, twenty years in the Airforce is enough,” I said as Jey held me tighter.

“I am so happy for you…I know he's gon’ be happy you back home. I mean it is for good right?”

“Yea, I’m home for good.”

“Good, cause that beautiful house you bought deserves to be lived in.”

“I know and thank ya’ll for helping mama keep it up for me.”

“You know dat wasn’t a problem. We were just worried about you all the way over in Italy by yourself.”

“I know but at least I’m home now.”

I knew how much they worried about me, but I was so thankful they supported my decisions. We had all been inseparable since the age of five, so it was a big change when we all graduated, and all went our separate ways.

The twins and Roman went off to college and I went into the Airforce following in my father’s footsteps. What can I say, we were some ambitious young people with the world at our fingertips.

“Booger we missed you!” Jimmy yelled, pulling me out of Jey’s arms scooping me up in a hug bear hug as I rolled my eyes.

“Ugh get off me, you just always have to bring up that mean ass nickname,” I hissed as he put me down laughing.

“Ignore him, you know he’s special,” Trin jokes slapping him on the shoulder as Jey cleared his throat trying to stop laughing.

“Aye, it ain’t my fault she kept a booger nose when we were kids.”

“Just like it ain’t my fault your bed stayed pissy when we were kids,” I countered as Jey and Trin busted out laughing.

“Daaaammmn! She got yo’ ass.” Jey laughed as Trin, and I embraced.

Our banter cut short as we heard Roman raising his voice. “Look just leave, Sarah!”

“I ain’t leaving without you! We can work this out!” she screamed as I looked at Trin and she shook her head as Jey’s wife Candice came over.

“Can you believe this shit?” she asked as Jey pulled her close and kissed her on the temple.  “Bae, let it go.”

“I mean how you cheat on somebody and now you here begging like ain’t shit happened?” Trin asked as I shook my head as Jimmy tapped me on the shoulder gently.

“What do you have in mind, sis. I see you thinking over there?”

“I’m gonna get Roman outta here, maybe have him take me home so he can get a break,” I said looking at my watch realizing it was close to 11 :00 anyway.

“You do that, and we will get her outta here, then shut down the party and lock up,” Trin said as I left them heading towards the ex-couple.

The look of happiness on Roman’s face when he spotted me made me smile as he ignored Sarah, scooping me up in his arms as soon as I was within arm’s reach.

“Why didn’t you tell me you were coming home,” he whispered in my ear as I chuckled. “What’s the fun in that, now come take me home..I want to give you your Christmas present” I whispered feeling the tension leaving his body.

“Shit, I been ready for that.…let’s go, you ain't gotta tell me twice,” Roman said ignoring Sarah putting me down as Jey tapped her on the shoulder.

“Aye, time to go shawty, party is over for you,” he said as she scoffed.

“Wait, so you gon’ throw me out Jey and you leavin’ with her Roman!? Roman…Roman come back!” she screamed as Roman, and I headed towards the backdoor.

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Roman’s POV

I looked back just in time to see Trin grabbing Sarah by the arm leading her out of the living room. Something tells me that I wouldn’t have a problem with Sarah after tonight by the look on Trin and Candice’s face.

 They both had been looking for a reason to beat her ass since they found out she had cheated on me and was still sniffing around.

I was anxious to be alone with Starr. The last time we were alone we almost crossed a line, there was no coming back from, but we stopped ourselves.

As I helped her in the car, I really didn’t even know how to approach the elephant in the room. Closing her door, I gave myself a pep talk as I walked around to the driver’s side.

“Don’t fuck this up, just be in the moment with her.” If it happens, it happens. If it does or doesn’t nothing changes between ya’ll.”

Four months ago

“Roman we got to stop,” Starr panted as I kissed her neck, my hands roaming her body.

“Why..This what we both want,” I moaned pulling her closer wrapping her legs around my waist grinding against her as she gasped in shock.

“I do but You’ve been drinking, and so much is going on. You’re not thinking clearly.”

“Oh, so now it’s something wrong with me because I want to make love to you. You told me, you wanted me to be your first, remember.” I said throwing back a conversation we had months prior.

“Roman, I do but you know right now isn’t the right time. Roman, stop you’re drunk and this isn’t you,” Starr moaned finally pushing me away as I held my hands up in the air in surrender.

She was right.. I didn’t know what had come over me, maybe it was the alcohol and everything that had happened.

“Look, I’m sorry… I’ll just crash in the other room,” I whispered grabbing my shirt not wanting to make the night worse.

“Roman, I want us to ta-”-

“Talk? Is that what you were about to say? Well, I’m tired of talking to people.. I just- I just wanted…. Look forget it, this was obviously a mistake coming here, so I’mma crash in your spare bedroom.”

“Roman, we gotta talk about what all this means, you can’t just turn off your emotions. You got to talk about it,” Starr pleaded as I shut down.

“Look, I buried my dad a few days ago…Things will never be the same for me ever again and I just wanted to be close to you.  I thought you felt the same, and I just made an ass outta myself. What else is there to talk about.”

“I do want - I-I-just not like this, please-”

“Starr, I’ll catch you in the morning before I head out,” I said leaning over kissing her tenderly on the forehead before leaving the room ignoring her pleas for me to stay.

I made a total mess of things that night, but Starr never judged me. We went about things as usual and had never discussed that night. Two weeks ago on the phone she asked me what I wanted for Christmas and I laid it all out on the table.

“I sent your present off today; I hope you like it since you wouldn’t cooperate and give me some idea of what you wanted for Christmas.”

“You ain’t ready to know what I really want for Christmas, especially since you’ve been all I’ve been thinking about for the last four months.”

 “I've been thinking about you too. I wish I could be there in person but I’m still waiting to find out if they approved my leave or not,” Starr said moving around her kitchen as watched her every move.

“ You know what i really want for christmas....

"What?"

"I just want to unwrap you and get lost in you.".

"Roman."

"Aye, you asked and I told you . The shocked look on her face making me shrug my shoulders. Hell I ain’t have nothing to lose at this point. One thing my father's passing taught me was that life was too short, and i'm gonna go after what I want...And I wanted Starr.

“Roman, stop playin’ with me.” Starr stuttered nervously as I chuckled.

“I’m serious, you asked me what I wanted for Christmas.”

“Well, I wasn’t expecting you to tell me that you wanted me as a Christmas present.”

“Even if it’s only one night I can’t imagine a better gift than to get lost in you.”

“Roman-”

"Beautiful tree, fireplace, and you under me writhing in pleasure as I take you to heights you couldn’t dream of,” I groaned hearing her gasp.

“You’re not playing fair, this is dangerous,” she whispered as I smiled.

“I love danger,” I said dropping my voice an octave deeper knowing it was driving her crazy. I knew it was because I knew my Starr.

“Ro-”

“Tell me you ain’t curious, especially after what happened that night? Look just think on it.”  

Man, I still can’t believe I said but it got us here..Well at least I hope. Listening to her hum along with the Christmas songs on the radio brought me out of my thoughts.

“I-I-I don’t want a lot for Christmas,” she sang softly as I felt my heart flutter.

“Alright Miarah Carey,” I joked as she blushed. “Don’t do me, I can carry a little tune.”

“Yea, you can which is why I just let you do your thing,” I said pulling into her garage.

“Oh, you pulling in the garage like you know you staying,” she joked getting out the car as I felt my dick jump in my pants.

“I wouldn’t be against it,” I mumbled getting out following her close. Her phone ringing almost startled her as she sighed picking up.

“Ma’ I just made it home,” she said putting the phone on speaker walking around cutting the lights off downstairs as I unplugged the tree.

“Damn, you meant you weren’t staying long when you said it, huh? Did you get to see everyone?”

I smiled hearing her mom giving her the fifth degree as Starr shook her head.

“Yes, I saw everyone Ma… The guys are fine, matter fact Roman just dropped me off,” Starr said putting her finger over her lips as I chuckled following her upstairs.

“Mama, I’m about to go to bed and I will be over before Riely gets up.”   

As soon as the door closed, I closed the distance between us wrapping my arms around her trying to ease her nerves. “Relax….I gotchu,” I assured her as she blushed.

 I mean it’s one thing to talk on the phone and talk about what you want to do, but to actually do it is another thing. I knew as bad as I wanted to be with her, if she said no I wouldn’t push the issue.

“Roman are we really about to do this,” she whispered looking at me in wonder as I gently kissed her on the forehead.

“Only if you want..I don’t want you to do something you don’t want,” I confessed truly giving her an out even though inside I was pleading with the gods that she wanted me just as much as I wanted her.

The thought of being the first man to make love to her stirring something primal within me.

“Make yourself comfortable. I got to get outta this dress,” she whispered putting her phone down heading into her master bath putting any questions I had to rest.

“Take all the time you need.”  Heading over to the fireplace, I took my coat off. The beautiful vintage Christmas tree illuminating her bedroom. The ice sickles hanging from the tree with the old school Christmas lights and ornaments were a beautiful touch.  

Starr’s POV

“Ok….Just calm down. This is Roman not some stranger. You’ve wanted this since you were fifteen,” I whispered trying to build up my courage, pulling my dress off and jumping in the shower.

What if I disappoint him…..Fuck, what if he disappoints me?

Who the fuck am I fooling, Roman knows what he’s doing. I’ve seen this man and the shit he does when he’s on TV. What if I get addicted to him, I mean it’s supposed to be one time right?

 My mind instantly thinking back to Sarah, even though she cheated, Roman still has her ass sprung…. Getting out of the shower I was still trying to make heads or tails of the situation I found myself in.

“You ok in there Starr?” Roman's deep voice penetrated the walls as my thighs clenched thinking about him penetrating something else. That damn voice.....Gives me chills...Oouu, I wonder does he talk you through it?

Damn, I’m officially in my brain and nervous as shit now.

“I’m ok, just got out the shower, I’ll be out in a minute,” I said drying off as I heard him move away from the door. Get it together Starr, you a grown ass woman and this is what you both want..Stop making it complicated."

Who am I kidding, it is complicated…I love him…I’ve loved him since high school…”Yea, this is a bad idea,” whined quietly before taking a deep breath up because even if it was a bad idea, there was no turning back now.

After putting on some lotion I tied one of the red satin Christmas bow sashes I had ordered around my breasts and another around my hips. Yea, I wanted him to get the full picture of unwrapping me from top to bottom.

Slipping on my robe I came out to see him sitting on the edge of the bed admiring the tree.  “I turned on the fireplace.”

“Um, thanks. The bathrooms all yours.” I almost forgot to breathe as he stood up and took his shirt off.

“Thanks, beautiful. I promise I won’t take long,” he said dropping a tender kiss on my forehead before going in the bathroom. I finally released the breath I was holding when he closed the door, and I heard the shower start.

Taking off my robe, I turned the covers down. “It’s a night of fun…Just enjoy, don’t think.” I kept repeating to myself over and over as I laid on my side and faced the bathroom patiently waiting for Roman…I mean good things do come to those that wait.

Hearing the water cut off, I sat up on my knees anxiously waiting for him. A newfound confidence took over me as the door opened and I heard his sharp intake of breath as he stood there clad in only a towel. His body still glistening, and hair wet.

“Damn, you look so beautiful,” he whispered licking his lips as I bit my lower lip nervously.

“Merry Christmas,” I whispered reaching my hand out to him as he slowly made his way towards me dropping his towel.

Oh…My…God..He is a Greek God…Keep your cool Starr.

“Are you sure?” he asked his voice thick with need as I blushed only pulling him closer truly taking in all of him for the first time.

“I don’t want you to fe”-

Grasping his hands I placed them on the satin bow, my eyes never leaving his. “I want this, and I want it to be you.”

I couldn’t help but moan as I watched him through hooded eyes. “Just let me know if you want me to stop,” he whispered, our lips finally touching and like a moth to a flame I surrendered. The unbridled passion behind it taking my breath away.

“Unwrap your Christmas gift, Roman,” I whispered as his hands touched the satin red bow, a low groan escaping his lips as his eyes trailed over my body.

The fact he was so turned on and unsure where to start made my heart race. The sexy deep groan his that spilled from his lips as my hips moved against him made my pussy purr in need.

“Shit, you look so beautiful like this…Anxious to give yourself to me.”

His voice…Oh my god his voice.

“Please, Roman,” I pleaded as he licked his lips. “Can I unwrap my Christmas present,” he murmured as I nodded anxiously.

“Use your words… Can I have my Christmas present now?”

“Yes, you can,” I gasped as he finally untied the sash. Leaning down, his mouth enclosing around my breasts, taking his time exploring each one as I squirmed beneath him ready to come undone from the sensual action as his eyes never left mine.

“Mmhm, I knew you were sensitive. Bet you so wet,” he rasped. Moaning softly, I entangled my fingers in his hair as he feasted upon my breasts seemingly determined to stay there having discovered how sensitive I was.

“Roman, I need it,” I pleaded. His hands cupping my breasts kneading them together as he took both nipples in his mouth devouring them as if they were his last supper. His gaze still piercing my soul.

“Fuck, just thinkin’ bout you, got me bout to cum?” he mumbled as his mouth continued to ignite a deep fire within me as his kisses move passed me stomach, his tongue swirling, then dipping inside my navel.

“Go lower, please.”

“You taste so good, baby.” He praised, as I writhed beneath him. Hand hands masterfully untying the second red satin bow leaving me now fully exposed.

“Merry Christmas to me,” I faintly heard him whisper, the first stroke of his long tongue against my pussy almost making me cum as I gasped looking down at him in shock.

“Roman!” Shit he’s dangerous, that was just one stroke. Watching him flatten his tongue, with each long stroke I became more undone.

 “Umhm, it’s Roman and I’mma bout to make you cum all night. Now hold dem legs for me,” he commanded bending them towards my chest as I compiled.

Roman’s POV

The quiver in her legs and pleasure etched across her face as I made love to Starr with my tongue will the imprinted in my mind forever.

The strangled whine that escaped her beautiful lips as I began thrusting my third and forefinger along with my tongue continuously stroking her, ignited a deeper purpose within me….

To blow her fucking mind… For her to feel what it was like to be with me…Hell, to ruin her for every man after me that would even dare try to have her writhing under them in pleasure.

“You gon’ cum sweetness?” Yea, that’s her new nickname from now on..Pussy sweet like honey.

“Yes, I’mma cum…. Ooouu, right there..Right there….Fuck, just like that, Roman, don’t stop,” Starr cried as my fingers and tongue moved in sync determined to make her cum harder than she ever has.

“Yes! Oh, fuck Roman!” Starr screamed, her legs falling onto my shoulders as her back arched in pleasure satisfying my thirst for the moment.

Fuck, I love a good squirter… “Good fuckin’ girl,” I praised, removing my fingers, grasping her hips, wanting more…I needed more.

“Roman!” Starr squealed as I flipped her over onto her knees spreading her legs slightly.

“What are y-”

The words dying across her tantalizing lips as I laid between her legs on my back straight Salivating at the sight of her dripping pussy above me. “I want you to sit on my face and I want you to nut like you ain’t never nutted before,” I commanded as she looked apprehensive.

“Roman, I’m too bi-”

Not giving her a chance to finish her that thought I pulled her onto my face moaning in appreciation as she began to wind her hips slowly.

“Is this what you wanted?” she gasped, planting her hands on my stomach beginning to ride my face with more confidence, chasing the nut she craved.

“Fuck yea, this what I wanted.” I moaned against her pussy smackin’ her ass before getting back to business.

Starr’s POV

The feral growl that fell from Roman’s lips as I rode his face sent chills down my spine. His beard, mouth and tongue all together were kryptonite.

His dick standing at attention, glistening with precum and begging to be sucked wasn’t helping my thoughts either. It was too tempting; I needed to taste him.

Moaning, I leaned down licking the sensitive mushroom shaped head as Roman hissed tearing his mouth away from my pussy.

“Gon’ put it in your mouth, Starr. Don’t be scared, suckdat dick.” His words making my body tingle in excitement as he continued his assault on my pussy with his masterful tongue.

I wanted to see how much of him I could take in my mouth and with each strategic bobbly of my head, I took him deeper as Roman nearly bucked me off his face…

Got’em….I may be a virgin, but I got some secrets myself.

 “Fuck, that’s how you get down?” he groaned momentarily stopping his assault.

 “Mmhm, surprise,” I whispered after coming up for air briefly before getting back to the task at hand as he growled, “Fuck," before diving back in himself as our moans filling the air.

Suddenly I began to feel that familiar coil gathering in my stomach, my body tingling all over. Releasing his dick from my mouth, I sat up and began riding his face with a purpose.

“Yea, take whatchu want from me, sweetness,” he moaned gripping my hips, moving me faster as my legs began to shake reducing me to a chanting mess..

“Oouu, Roman- Yesyesyes,” I moaned stroking him faster in sync with my hips.  His beard, mouth and tongue had me on demon time and he knew it.

 “Give it to me,” Roman growled as I came undone. “Roman! Fuck..f-f-fuck here it comes,” I cried at my body exploded coating his face with my juices as he happily and greedily drank. 

“Mmhm, I love that shit, tastin’ so fuckin’ sweet…. Sweetness gon’ be your new nickname, baby girl.” I heard him whisper between slurps as I indeed had cum harder than I ever had before, still continuing to stroke him riding out my high.

I was euphorically drunk on him, but I wanted him to feel just as good as he had made me feel. Catching my breath, I leaned down taking him once again in my mouth.

“Fuck, I don’t wanna cum yet,” Roman groaned as I turned, kneeling between his legs.

Oh sir, you put that mouth on me like that…You about to get this nut…..Period.

Steadying my hands on his welcoming thighs as I tended to the task at hand,innocently staring up at him. “Yea….Take it all for me..Fuck that feels so good. You’re such a good girl.”

Humming in agreement, I refused to stop sucking him tortuously slowly and deeply as he gripped my hair.

“Suck dat shit, girl…..Damn.” Roman groaned bending his knees, planting his heels, accepting his fate.

“Fuck, here it cum, just for you, sweetness,” he growled cummin' hard.

 I almost came myself watching him. As long as I live, I will remember the look on his face. Cracking a small smile, I opened my mouth for him to see his cum coating my tongue as he bit his lower lip.

“Mmm, does my sweetness spits or swallows?” Roman asked, his deep voice making my pussy drip as he caressed my face, desperate to know my answer to his question. 

“Who says I can’t do both,” I whispered, letting his cum spill from my lips onto his dick as it jumped in response.

“Mmm, my good girl," he whispered watching through hooded eyes.

“Oops I made a mess…..Let me clean up behind myself,” I mumbled once again taking him in my mouth greedily sopping his cum back into my mouth and swallowing it.

“Fuck!” He moaned, his resolve crumbling in a heap. “I’mma fuck da shit outta you,” he professed taking me in a searing kiss that left me breathless and on my back at the foot of the bed before I could blink.

My senses on overloaded as his hands roamed my body “Please, Roman, I need you so bad,” I pleaded as we both looked down at our bodies about to become one as he slipped past my wet folds.

“You sure baby,” he whispered as I nodded pulling him closer. Both of us lost in the moment as he slowly rocked his hips. Suddenly feeling pop and burst of pain.

“UMPH!” I cried, clinging to Roman as he looked at me with indescribable passion in his eyes as we shared a tender kiss.

“Look at my good girl learning how to take my big dick. You doin’ so fuckin’ good,” he moaned grasping my thighs continuing to slowly slip inside deeper inside me.

“Roman, I-I,” I whined, overwhelmed as he caressed my face. His body trembling against mine as he’s fighting an internal battle within himself to take it slow and not lose all control.

 “Mmm, I know it…I know it baby.. God, thank you so much for choosing me,” he whispered showering me with kisses as I relaxed against him.

“I wanted you to be my first,” I gasped, starting to somewhat relax in spite of the pain. “Yea, that’s it, relax beautiful….Your Ro Ro's gotchu,” he whispered, filling me more and more with each thrust of his hips as I tried to breathe through the pain.

“Ro! It’s too much,” I cried pushing at his stomach as he went deeper kissing away my tears. “I know it seems that way baby, but I’m almost in. I promise it’s gon’ feel so good, move your hands.”

“Ro-”

“You trust me?” he asked gently kissing my forhead as I nodded “Then mov’em for me.”

I complied and with a snap of his hips, he bottomed out as I clawed at his back. “Roman! I feel so full, I – I can’t,” I gasps as Roman captured my lips in a passionate kiss.

“Yes, you can..Breathe….Just breathe sweetness,” he whispered against my lips surging forward, my pain suddenly becoming something more with each powerful thrust….

 “Roman, faster,” I pleaded wrapping my legs around him. “Yea…..There she go, there’s my good girl,” he moaned as my hips moved against him. “You feel so good,” I cried as Roman buried his head in the crook of my neck.

“Fuck, I can’t wait to cum inside you, you feel so good… You gon’ let me cum inside you, baby?”

“Bear, please-”

“Answer me, Starr?” he groaned, even more turned on as my other pet name for him escaped my lips.

"God, yes!"

 “Uh huh, you gon’ let your bear fill you up, I promise it’ll feel so good,” he rasped marking my neck as I clawed at his lower back and nipping at his shoulder as he properly dicked me down.

“Fuck I want to cum inside you so bad..Tell me I can again," he moaned angling his hips taking me by surprise.

“Yes, I want you to cum inside me,” I screamed, the new position and thrusts sending chills down my spine, making my toes curl.  Lifting one of my legs in the air with a firm grip on my heel Roman continued to rearrange my insides, lifting his head slightly to watch me.

Roman’s POV

“You’re such a good girl, Starr… Savin’ this good ass pussy just for me, and you gon’ let me cum inside her. Just my good girl, ain’t you?”

“Mmhm, only your good girl,” she moaned, her words filling my heart with relief and love.

“Only my good girl…..Damn, I love how dat pussy creamin’ listen to that shit, she just purrin’ ready to squirt for me again.”

The squelching sounds, as I claimed her, along with our bodies colliding, filled the room. A blush suddenly crept onto Starr’s face as she listened and tried to bury her face in my neck as I praised her.

“I been waitin’ for this Starr…Let me see you, beautiful,” I moaned willing her eyes to mine as I bit my lip in anticipation and appreciation. Fuck, she looked and felt so good, I want to keep her this way forever. Up under me begging me to make dat pretty pussy cum again and again… Merry Christmas to me, indeed.

Fuck, why we waited so long to do this. And the fact that I am the first man to ever be be inside her makes my dick get even harder and I didn’t think that was possible.

She just doesn’t know what she’s done, we’re tied together forever now.

Starr’s POV

“I’m ruinin’ you for any man thinking he can have you cause’ he can’t.” Roman growled as our lips met in a sloppy kiss as our tongues battled for dominance with me finally surrendering in the end to his power.

“Dat pussy jus pulsin’ for me and suckin’ my dick back in, get it baby. Get dat nut...Sweet ass pussy, just coatin’ my dick,” he moaned, as I began to lose my grip on reality.

 His words, his nasty words making me wetter as I writhed under him searching for my next release. “I know what you need…My sweet Starr needs to cum, don’t she?”

“Yes, I need it, Roman,” I begged as he bit his lower lip. His hair framing his beautiful face, looking like a real-life romance novel cover coming to life as he continued his delicious torture as I pulsed around him, helpless as he continuously brought me to the edge to only to pull back.

“Please let me cum,” I whined as his other hand went under my arm gripping my shoulder trapping me as he began to thrust harder and faster.

 “You ready baby?”

“Yes!.... I-I’m close!”

“I gotchu, just let it go, baby,” he encouraged in my ear releasing my leg and moving his hand between my thighs, stroking my sensitive throbbing clit, as his lips swallowed my cries of passion.

 Feeling bold, I reached down and placed my hand on top of his moving his fingers faster against my clit as he growled feeling the spasms taking over my body.

 We couldn’t stop; it was too hypnotizing as we both looked down watching his dick sink deeper and deeper inside me. “Cum for me, let it out Starr. Stop fighting it.”

“Mmh, here it comes…. Just for you,” I gasped beginning to squirt.

“Fuck yea..Squirt for bear,” Roman moaned pulling out, slapping his dick on my pussy before thrusting back in, taking me hard, fast and deep.

“Shit! I- I-” I cried out losing my train of thought gripping his ass, totally fucked out as I came undone again for him.

“Oh, fuck yea, give me it all…. Fuck, here it cum, just for you,” He groaned cummin’ in a violent rush, grinding his hips into mine, bowing his back prolonging our euphoria before collapsing beside me.

His breathing ragged as I my body continued to spasm in the aftermath.

“Fuck, you are dangerous, Starr,” Roman chuckled as I looked at him like he was crazy.

“No, your ass is dangerous,” I whispered blushing as we shared a gentle kiss, trying to come back down to earth.

“Thank you for tonight.” I whispered against his lips as he shook his head.

“No, thank you for choosing me.” And in that moment no other words were spoken i as we just wrapped ourselves up in each other and were just were us.

A little while later, Roman ran a bath and helped me clean-up, which I have to say was the most erotic thing I had ever experienced.  He washed me from head to toe, taking his time kissing and caressing my body.

This didn’t seem or feel like a one-time thing, but I was scared to ask, and I didn’t want to make it weird.

 “You know I could have done this myself?” I whispered enjoying soaking in the warm water as he kissed my neck. “Not when you’re with me you won’t,” he said as I smiled. “Are you sore?”

“A little but the warm water is helping,” I said reassuring him I was ok. His alarm going off made us both sigh. “Santa duties are calling mister Reigns. You know if Uncle Roman doesn' have that barbie dream house  put together and waiting in front of the tree for Harmony it’s gonna be hell to pay.”

Every year, Roman goes over to his sister’s after the kids fall asleep to help put out their gifts and put their toys together. It's a tradition for them every Christmas and birthday.

“I know, but I hate to leave. I don’t want it to seem-”

“Roman, it’s ok I’m fine, I’ll see you later on today.” I wanted him to stay but I knew he needed to go. After sharing a gentle kiss, he stood up to leave.

“You sure you good,” he asked, stopping by the door.

“I’m good Roman, give Savannah and the kids my love.”

He seemed so torn about leaving, so I gave him a small smile. “Merry Christmas, bear,” I whispered as he smirked. It was almost as if he was remembering what had transpired tonight.

“Merry Christmas, Sweetness.”

“Roman!” I blushed as he shrugged his shoulders. “I told you that was gon’ be your new nickname from now on and I meant it.

“Don’t say it around people,” I hissed as he smiled. “Why not, only you and me will know what it means?”

“I know you…You’re gonna say it in a flirty way and Jey's gonna figure it out and run it in the ground.”

“So, what-”

“Roman!”

“Fine, I’ll try but I ain’t making no promises but seriously thank you for my Christmas present, sweetness.

“You’re welcome and thank you for um...”

“You don’t have to say anything baby girl…Just know this ain’t over between us, cause’ I’ll have you know; you were the best I’ve ever had, and I don’t plan on letting you go.” And with a deep groan, he left the room before I could respond.

“Well i guess there is my answer……Merry Christmas indeed Mr. Reigns, because I’m not letting you go either.”

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Mrs. Officer | J.U.

Summary: Jey brings a new meaning to F the police. 18+.

Author's Note: See this as an apology for a Cold Christmas. 💀

Trigger Warning(s): Cursing.

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"Fuck, man," Jey sucked his teeth and rolled his eyes. The red and blue lights flashed behind his car. He pulled his car to the side of a dirt road and parked it. He grabbed his license and registration and stuck his hands out the window.

The cop car's door opened and closed. His eyes immediately locked in on the lady cop's reflection in the side view mirror. Her black uniform fit her in all the right places. He was definitely feeling a little less angry about all of this.

The lady cop stood in front of his window. Jey looked her up and down. He licked his lips and bit his bottom lip.

"Do you know why I pulled you over?" She asked and grabbed his license. Her eyes scanned his license quickly. "Mister Uso?"

"I, uh, I have no idea, ma'am," he told her.

"You have a tail light out, Mister Uso. Do you always have a lack of care for the safety of yourself and others?"

Before he could answer, the female officer walked away from his car. Jey sighed and leaned back in his seat. She may have been a hard ass, but he didn't mind watching her ass as she walked away. A few minutes later, she came back with his license and registration.

"You are okay to leave, Mister Uso. Have a nice day," she told him.

Before she walked away, he couldn't help himself. "You put a new meaning to the phrase fuck the police,"

She immediately stopped and turned on her heel. Her eyes stared at him in shock and disbelief. "Step out of the vehicle and lean against the trunk of your car,"

Jey stepped out of the vehicle. It was just a joke. "I'm sorry, ma'am. I act dumb when I am nervous. I didn't mean it like that,"

When she didn't budge, he placed his hands on the trunk of his car. Her hands started to pat him down. She started with his shoulders. Open palms tapped against his tank top as she worked her hands down to his stomach and sides. Her fingers toyed with the waistband of his basketball shorts. He looked down as her hand was dangerously close to his dick.

"I got a weapon there that is going to set off if you don't leave it alone," he chuckled. Her hand brushed against him purposely. Jey inhaled sharply as all the blood in his body rushed down there. Her fingertips brushed against him over his shorts.

"I am putting you under arrest," she informed him. "You have the right to remain silent, which I know will be hard for you. Anything you say can and will be used against you,"

"For two jokes? Man, come on with that," he told her. The cold metal handcuffs wrapped around his wrists. The Main Event wrestler muttered under his breath as she led him to the back of her black SUV cop car.

He sat in the middle back seat. His arms pressed between his body and the chair. Jey's right leg jumped up and down nervously. The bosses at his job weren't going to be too happy about this. The potential jailbird looked at the woman sadly. To his shock, she slid in the seat with him and closed the door behind her.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

"Fuck the police, right?" She asked. "Why don't you show me what you meant by that?"

Y/N started to fiddle with his basketball shorts. The shocked man raised his hips slightly to help her as his shorts dropped to his knees. His hard dick sprung out of his shorts. A bead of his pre-cum at the tip. She leaned down and licked it off him slowly. He cursed as his body shook in pleasure. His dick twitched.

Her tongue glided from the base all the way until the tip. She sucked on the head softly before lowering her head on him.

Jey bucked his hips and cursed. The pretty cop was sitting down next to him. Her head bobbed up and down on his lap. He closed his eyes and brought his head back. Whatever part of him she couldn't reach, her hand rubbed him up and down.

"Mamas," he repeated as he grunted. Before he could cum, she pulled away from him.

While dazed, he didn't notice he was leaning forward. The officer started to remove his handcuffs. The man absentmindedly moved his wrists forward and started to twirl them around. He stopped and looked at his hands in confusion when he noticed.

"What?"

"It is such a shame that you got out of those cuffs, Mister Uso," she smirked at him. Y/N placed the handcuffs on his lap. "Why should I do all the work when you wanted to fuck the police?"

Jey didn't have much time to plan. The SUV, while spacious for other activities, was absolutely cramping his style when it came to sex. His mind raced on a solution, and he finally had a plan.

"You liked searching me, right? I think it's time I searched you," he told her. "Take your top off and don't keep me waiting, officer,"

The police officer did as she was told. Her uniform shirt and undershirt were piled on the floor. He didn't hide that he was checking her out. Dark lust filled eyes scanned her up and down. He licked his lips.

"Got to make sure you aren't hiding anything under these," he told her. His hands palmed her breasts. His thumbs rubbed over her pert nipples.

Jey leaned in and toyed with her breasts. He licked, nipped, and sucked on her nipples. His fingers rubbed between her legs. Her body responded beautifully to him. Soft little gasps and moans as she bucked her hips towards him.

The utility belt around her waist was the next to go, followed by her socks and shoes. She hoisted her waist to help him remove her work pants. The once proud officer was now down to her underwear. A wet spot evident from his teasing.

"Lay over the console with your hands behind your back,"

Jey gave her time to do so. Her upper half laid over the console. Hands placed behind her back like she was instructed. Within moments, the metal handcuffs were fastened around her wrists.

"I bet I can make you louder than one of your little sirens," he challenged. He hooked his fingers at her panty waistline and slid them down.

Jey massaged her ass. He couldn't believe he was about to fuck the police officer in her own squad car. There was no reason to rush. Future generations would thank him for fucking the attitude out of her. For now, though, he was going to revel in it.

With no warning, two of his fingers slipped inside of her. She gasped and moaned. A quick pace was set before she could even adjust. His fingers thrusted in and out. Her hips bucked backward to take more of him in.

Y/N felt her arousal grow to new heights. This was all so new to her. She never dreamed about doing this outside. Never dreamed about being taken in her squad car. Her handcuffs fastened by her back as her man behind her did whatever he pleased. Heat pooled in her stomach.

"I need it, Jey, please," she moaned.

"First name now, huh?" He asked. The wrestler lowered his shorts to around his knees. His tank top thrown over his shoulder. "You just couldn't wait until we got home? Had to pull me over with your little power trip,"

Jey grabbed her hips and lowered her bottom half towards him. He gripped his dick and slid the tip between her folds. She moaned out his name. "Jey,"

He thrusted inside of her. She gasped at the intrusion. His pelvis pressed into her ass. He rolled his head back and shook it. God, he missed this. Using the limited space they had, he started to thrust in and out of her.

"You were thinking about this all through your shift, huh? That's why you kept asking me about my arrival time," he accused. She didn't bother defending herself. The proof was in their text messages. "That's right, baby, you missed all of this so much,"

Jey looked up and saw his reflection in the rear-view mirror. A wicked thought popped into his head. After one last rough thrust, he pulled out of her.

"No," she whined.

"I know you ain't gonna act greedy right now," he told her. "You gotta do some work too,"

Her boyfriend grabbed her to help her up. Knees parted as she straddled over him. "Sit on it,"

He guided her down on his dick. She slid down easily. Her walls gripped around to keep him inside of her. "Oh, Jey,"

"Look in the mirror, baby,"

Y/N looked at the mirror and blushed. Eyes blown out. Teeth biting her bottom lip. Jey was watching her. He placed his hand around her neck to keep her still. He thrusted in and out of her again. She rolled her hips and tried to put her head back.

"Nuh uh, look in the mirror," he ordered. She watched as her face continued in and out of the mirror frame. Y/N wasn't sure about this until his fingers found her clit.

She squirmed in his arms. Her mouth parted as she told him it was too much. His other hand played with her nipples. His thumb rubbed the sensitive nubs.

"I can feel you about to cum, baby. Is that what you want? Do you want to ruin these seats?" He asked her. She nodded eagerly. "You gonna think about that when you have a prisoner back here, huh? How you couldn't wait until I got home so you had me stuff you full,"

She tightened around him.

"Yeah, she liked that huh?"

Jey picked up the pace. The sound of sweaty skin slapping against the other sounded in the car. She moaned and whimpered. The pool in her lower stomach proved too much. She tensed around him one last time and let go. Jey bucked inside of her and came. He pulled her close to keep from falling.

"I missed you too, Mrs. Officer,"

[raya-hunter01]

This little hidden treasure popped up on my timeline 🔥. I need the next chapter

Power: a Bloodline x Rhea Ripley fanfic.

Chapter 10: Joshua pt. 3

Joshua woke slowly, the pale light of slow rising Sun filtering through the curtains and casting a soft glow over the room. He blinked a few times, his mind sluggish and foggy from the weight of his restless thoughts the night before. For a moment, he didn't move, letting himself acclimate to the stillness.

And then he felt her.

Demi was curled into him, her back pressed against his chest, her breathing steady and soft. One of her hands rested near her cheek, her fingers lightly brushing the pillow. Her dark lashes cast delicate shadows on her cheeks, her expression serene in a way that made her look even more beautiful than usual.

Joshua’s chest tightened as he watched her. She looked so peaceful, so utterly unaware of the chaos she stirred in him. His arm was still draped around her waist, and he resisted the urge to pull her even closer. There was a comfort in the way she fit against him, a sense of belonging that both thrilled and terrified him.

Joshua smiled softly and leaned in, kissing her neck gently. Demi stirred and mumbled something unintelligible. He chuckled and kissed her again, this time a little more firmly. Demi rolled onto her back, her eyes still closed.

He let out a slow, quiet breath, his gaze tracing the delicate curve of her jaw and the soft strands of hair framing her face. He thought about last night—her vulnerability she showed after a session with Joe. To see her stripped of the confidence she usually carried so effortlessly.

She trusted me, he thought, the realization filling him with a mixture of pride and guilt.

Joshua swallowed hard, his thoughts spiraling. She didn’t know how much she affected him, how much she meant to him. He tried to convince himself that it was just the bond they all shared, the connection forged through their dynamic. But it felt like so much more than that.

She deserves someone who can give her everything, he thought, his jaw tightening as guilt crept in. And I’m not sure I can be that person. His low self esteem eating at him.

Despite the chaos in his head, he couldn’t bring himself to look away. There was something calming about watching her like this, as if her tranquility could quiet the storm inside him.

He reached out, his fingers lightly brushing a strand of hair from her face. She stirred slightly but didn’t wake, her lips parting in a soft sigh. Joshua smiled faintly, his heart clenching at the sight.

How does she do this to me? he wondered, his thumb grazing her cheek for a moment.

As the sunlight grew brighter, so did the weight of his thoughts. He knew Joe would have something to say about him still being here, still laid up with Demi. But in this moment, none of that mattered.

Joshua softly pulled the covers down and slid Demi's underwear to the side. He looked at her perfect pussy and leaned in. He stuck his tongue out and started eating her out. Demi's moans increased as she was slowly woken out of her sleep. She picked up the comforter and asked, "What are you doing?" Joshua looked up and smirked. "I'm making love to you." He pulled her underwear off so he could have full access to her pussy. "Lay back and relax and let me show you how you are suppose to let yourself go for a real man.." He went back to eating her out.

All that mattered was her—arching her back, moaning his name, her hand in his morning hair.

Joshua’s tongue was pressing against her clit. She moaned, her legs relaxing as he slid his tongue inside her. Joshua savored the taste of her, the way her body moved under his tongue. He slid two fingers inside her and began to pump them in and out of her. Her moans grew louder, and he pressed his tongue against her clit again and he made sure he kept it there.

“Baby.. fucccccck… oh shit’..”

Joshua couldn't help but advert his eyes to stare at her, utterly captivated. The way the morning light softened her features made her look almost ethereal, like something too perfect for the real world. He wasn't even sure if he was breathing as he watched her, her dark lashes fluttering softly against her pale skin, her lips slightly parted and making the most beautiful sounds.

“Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop..”

His tongue continued to explore every inch of her pussy, his lips sucking on her clit. Demi’s moans grew louder and she couldn’t help but grind her hips against his face.

“Josh… Jah-jah… fuck…”

She had a presence that demanded attention, that made you want to listen to every word she said, no matter how cutting or sweet. But here, in this euphoric moment, stripped of all pretense, she was breathtaking in a way that was almost painfully beautiful.

She was close to cumming and Joshua could feel it. He sucked harder on her clit.

“I’m…‘I’m… gon—fuck.. oh shit..“

How does someone even look like this? he wondered, his chest tightening as he took her in.

It wasn't just her outward beauty, though it was undeniable-her striking features, the way her messy hair framed her face like she was in some kind of dream. Her head thrashed softly into the pillow, her chest rising, her muscles clenching. It was her. It was the little things, the things most people wouldn't even notice but that he'd memorized. It was her… in the most vanilla.

“Joshhhhhh… fuck I’m coming..”

Demi did the most exhilarating thing: she came, her body shaking with the immense amount of pleasure. He softly pulled his fingers away from her body.

To him, it wasn't just her looks-it was her essence. She was this perfect mix of strength and vulnerability, someone who could stand on her own but would let herself lean on the people she trusted. And she trusted him.

Joshua slowly adjusted himself so that his dick was poking at Demi’s entrance. Demi looked at Joshua and she nodded. A small way of say it’s okay… please make love to me. Joshua entered her slowly, savoring the feeling of her tight pussy around his dick. He started fucking her missionary style, his thrusts deep and powerful. Demi wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper inside her.

“Josh..”

“Demi…”

She's everything, Joshua thought, his heart aching with the realization. There wasn't a single thing about her that wasn't beautiful to him-inside and out. Even in this rawest and most fragile moment, she still managed to shine brighter than him.

“Don’t fucking stop please..”

“I don’t want too… you are so tight..”

She dug her nails into his back, moaning more as he fucked her. Joshua's dick felt so good.. and so right.. inside her, filling her up and hitting all the right spots.

“You feel so good inside of me..”

“It’s all yours baby… that’s your dick...”

“Yes fuck … Josh..”

Despite this moment, from the toxic dynamic he was apart of… he felt almost unworthy to be here.. inside of her, to be the one she was begging not to stop, to be the one she'd let see her like this. She could have the others, deserve the others, and yet somehow, she was allowing him to do this to her.

Joshua didn’t realize this but he was soon grunting with each thrust, his eyes, clouded in pleasure, stayed on Demi. Demi at this point, couldn’t control her moaning, her head was thrown back in ecstasy. Joshua's dick was now hitting her G-spot with each thrust, making her see stars, despite the sun now peeking through.

He leaned his forehead against her shoulder for a moment, closing his eyes and letting himself feel every bit of this-her presence, her trust, the sheer magnitude of how much she meant to him.

“I can’t.. fuck.. I .. hold it in..”

“Cum for me baby.. cum on your dick..”

You don’t even know, do you? he thought, his lips twitching into a faint, bittersweet smile, biting them slightly. You don't know how stunning you are, how perfect you are, and how much you mean to me.

“J..josss.. Jah… I can’t..”

“Let yourself go Demi..”

Joshua could feel Demi's pussy clenching around his dick, and he knew she was close. He fucked her harder and faster, his balls slapping against her ass.

It scared him, how deeply he felt for her. How much of his heart she held without even realizing it. And yet, he couldn't bring himself to pull away, even if it meant risking everything. She was worth it-she'd always be worth it.

“Josh!”

Demi's orgasm hit her like a wave, and she cried out with pleasure as she came.

Joshua could feel his own orgasm having been built up already, his balls tightening. He grunted louder, his thrusts becoming erratic. Demi could feel his dick swelling inside her, and she knew he was about to cum.

“Demi.. fuck..”

He came hard, shooting his load deep inside of Demi's pussy. Demi could feel Joshua's cum filling her pussy, and she loved every single second of it as Joshua's dick filled her.

Joshua then pulled out of Demi's pussy and collapsed on the bed next to her. They both lay there, covered in sweat and cum, smiling at each other.

“A shower?”

Joshua took Demi’s hand, helping her up from the bed. Her laughter echoed softly as she stumbled, still filled with post-sex haziness, leaning into him for support. “You really think we can fit in that tiny shower together?” she teased.

Joshua smirked. “You underestimate me.”

Their voices faded into the bathroom as Jonathan and Joseph sat at the breakfast bar, exchanging amused looks. The muffled sound of running water from Demi’s room provided the backdrop for their conversation.

“Okay,” Jonathan said, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms. “He’s had his turn. Now it’s mine.”

Joseph shook his head, a low chuckle escaping him. “Go for it,” he replied, sipping his coffee. “But if I were you, I’d tread carefully.”

Jonathan raised an eyebrow, leaning in slightly. “Carefully? I’m not gonna mess it up.”

“Like you did before?” Joseph shot back, grinning.

Jonathan sighed. “Okay, fair. But I’m not planning on going full-on dynamic with her this time. I’m gonna actually—” he paused dramatically, “—do vanilla things.”

Joseph almost choked on his coffee, laughing. “You? Vanilla things? That’s the most surprising thing I’ve heard all week.”

Jonathan grinned. “What can I say? I’m versatile.” He shrugged nonchalantly, but there was a glint of determination in his eyes. “Besides, it’s not just about what I want. She needs to see that we can be more than…” he gestured vaguely, “…intense.”

Joseph leaned forward, his tone shifting slightly. “You’re serious about this?”

Jonathan hesitated for a moment before nodding. “Yeah. I am. She’s…different, you know? I don’t want her to feel like this is just some game anymore. I want her to trust me again.”

Joseph sat back, observing his brother carefully. “Well, that’s good. Because if you mess this up, Joe’s not gonna be the only one pissed.”

Jonathan rolled his eyes. “Yeah, yeah. What about you, though? You’ve been distant.”

Joseph shrugged. “I don’t want to overwhelm her. She’s been through enough. I’m not about to give her a reason to resent me like she does you sometimes.”

Jonathan winced at the comment but didn’t argue. “Fair point. But still, she doesn’t bite, you know. Well, not unless you ask nicely.”

Joseph laughed, shaking his head. “You’re impossible.”

Just then, Joe walked into the room, a clipboard in hand and his demeanor as commanding as ever. “I’ve got the boat,” he announced, looking at both of them.

Jonathan’s grin widened. “Nice. When do we leave?”

“Early Afternoon,” Joe said, setting the clipboard on the counter. “That should give you all enough time to get your heads straight before we’re out on the water.” He glanced at Jonathan pointedly.

Jonathan nodded, understanding the subtle warning in Joe’s tone. “Don’t worry, I’ll behave.”

Joe smirked but didn’t respond, turning his attention to Joseph. “Make sure everything’s stocked and ready. I want this to go smoothly.”

Joseph gave a nod of acknowledgment, standing to grab his keys. “On it.”

As Joseph headed out, Jonathan leaned back in his chair, looking at Joe. “So, what’s the plan with the boat? Fun in the sun or something more…structured?”

Joe’s expression remained unreadable. “A little of both. Let’s just say it’ll be a day Demi doesn’t forget.”

Jonathan’s grin turned sly. “I like the sound of that.”

—

“I don’t know about this,” Demi said, her voice trembling slightly as she peered over the edge of the yacht into the vast expanse of deep blue ocean. The sun glistened off the water, but the depth below seemed to stretch into endless, shadowy nothingness.

“Demi, we’re all here with you doing this,” Joshua said gently, standing beside her, his hand resting on her lower back for reassurance.

“I thought you liked scary shit like this,” Jonathan teased from the other side of her, smirking as he bounced on his toes, clearly ready for the jump.

“This is different,” Demi muttered, hugging her arms around herself.

“How is this different?” Joseph chimed in, leaning casually against the railing, his calm demeanor a sharp contrast to Demi’s anxiety.

“You do realize I won’t float back up!?” Demi shrieked, glaring at him. Her eyes darted back to the dark water below, her imagination running wild with all the possible dangers lurking beneath the surface.

Joe, who had been silently watching the exchange, finally stepped forward, his tone calm yet commanding. “Babygirl, you are the only one that’s gonna float because you have a life jacket,” he said, pointing to the bright orange vest strapped securely around her.

Demi frowned, her lips pursed. “What if there’s a shark?” she asked, her voice dropping to a near whisper.

Jonathan burst out laughing, earning a sharp glare from both Joe and Joshua. “A shark? Seriously?” Jonathan said, wiping a tear from his eye. “Demi, the odds of a shark showing up are like…one in a million.”

“Which means there’s still a chance!” Demi shot back, crossing her arms defiantly.

Joseph chuckled under his breath but quickly masked it when Demi turned her glare on him. Joshua leaned closer to her, his voice soft and reassuring. “Demi, we’ve got you. Nothing’s gonna happen. And if a shark does show up, I’ll fight it off for you.”

“You’ll fight it off?” Demi asked, raising an eyebrow.

Joshua grinned. “Absolutely. I’ve seen Shark Week. I know what I’m doing.”

Demi rolled her eyes but couldn’t help the small laugh that escaped her. “You’re ridiculous.”

Joe stepped up behind her, his large hands resting on her shoulders. “Listen to me,” he said firmly, his voice low and steady. “You’re safe. You’ve got the life jacket, we’re all here, and this water is crystal clear. No surprises.” He tilted her chin up slightly, making her look at him. “Do you trust me?”

Demi hesitated for a moment before nodding. “Yes, Sir.”

“Good.” Joe’s lips curled into a small smile. “Then stop overthinking and just jump. You might actually enjoy it.”

Jonathan clapped his hands together. “Finally! Can we just do this already?”

“Ladies first,” Joseph said with a wink, motioning to Demi.

Demi took a deep breath, her fingers clutching the life jacket straps. Her heart raced as she stepped closer to the edge, the sound of the waves below filling her ears.

“On three?” Joshua offered, standing beside her, ready to jump at the same time.

She nodded, gripping his hand tightly. “Okay. On three.”

Jonathan counted down. “One…two…”

Before they could say “three,” Jonathan shoved them both off the edge, their screams echoing as they plunged into the water.

“JONATHAN!” Joe roared, glaring at him.

Jonathan shrugged, grinning mischievously. “She was taking too long.”

Demi surfaced first, gasping for air, her laughter breaking through as the cool water shocked her system. Joshua popped up next to her, splashing her playfully. “See? You’re floating!” he said, grinning.

Demi couldn’t help but laugh, the initial fear melting away as she realized how exhilarating the jump had been. “Okay, okay, fine! This is kind of fun.”

Joe and Joseph exchanged glances before Joe sighed and started pulling off his shirt. “Let’s make sure she doesn’t change her mind,” he muttered before jumping in after them.

Joseph smirked, shaking his head. “Guess I’m next,” he said, hopping over the edge and into the water.

Jonathan, still on the yacht, leaned over the railing, calling down to them. “You’re welcome, Demi!”

Demi looked up, splashing water toward him. “I’m coming for you next, Jonathan!”

He laughed, but as he watched the group enjoying themselves in the water below, even he had to admit—this was exactly what they all needed.

As they all climbed back onto the yacht, droplets of water glistening on their skin under the afternoon sun, Demi glanced at Jonathan with a smirk. Her hair was damp, sticking to her shoulders, but her confidence was intact after the jump.

“I’m gonna get you when you least expect it,” she teased, her voice light yet laced with playful vengeance.

Jonathan chuckled, towel draped over his shoulder, as he wrung water from his hair. “Ooooh, I’m so scared,” he said, his tone mocking. “What are you gonna do? Splash me again?”

Demi rolled her eyes and stepped closer to him, her wet life jacket squeaking slightly against her arms as she adjusted it. Before she could reply, Jonathan smirked and grabbed her waist, pulling her closer with one smooth motion.

He tilted his head and leaned in, clearly going for a kiss. Demi’s reflexes were quick, though, and she brought two fingers up to his lips, stopping him in his tracks. “Not till you jump,” she said, her voice firm but teasing.

Jonathan raised an eyebrow, his lips twitching into a grin behind her fingers. “Is that a challenge?”

“It’s a condition,” Demi quipped, stepping back slightly, though her expression softened with amusement. “You shoved me in, and now it’s your turn. Fair’s fair.”

Joshua, drying off nearby, let out a low whistle. “She’s got a point, bro. You’ve been dodging that jump all day.”

Joe leaned back against the rail, watching the exchange with a small smirk. “You talk big, Jonathan, but let’s see if you can back it up,” he added, his tone calm yet sharp enough to push Jonathan’s competitive buttons.

Jonathan glanced around, catching the amused looks from everyone, especially Demi, whose confident stare was unwavering. He grinned, tossing his towel to the deck. “Fine. You want me to jump? Watch how it’s done, sweetheart.”

He jogged toward the edge of the yacht, throwing a wink back at Demi before launching himself off the side with a dramatic flip. He hit the water with a splash, resurfacing a moment later, shaking water from his hair.

“Happy now?” Jonathan called up, floating on his back as he looked directly at Demi.

Demi leaned over the rail, laughing. “I don’t know—maybe I’ll consider it. You’re lucky I didn’t ask for a double flip.”

Joshua and Joseph chuckled, while Joe simply shook his head. “You two are like kids on a playground,” he muttered, though the hint of a smile tugged at his lips.

Jonathan climbed back aboard, water dripping from his clothes, and stood directly in front of Demi. “So?” he said, raising an eyebrow.

Demi smirked, her gaze holding his for a moment before she stepped up on her tiptoes and pressed a soft kiss to his cheek. “There’s your reward,” she teased, stepping back before he could react.

Jonathan groaned, running a hand through his wet hair. “You’re killing me, Demi.”

She grinned, folding her arms. “Maybe next time, I’ll up the stakes.”

The group burst into laughter, the tension dissolving as the boat rocked gently on the waves. The sun dipped lower into the horizon, casting a golden glow over the ocean, as they settled back into the camaraderie that always seemed to bind them together.

—

As telepatía by Kali Uchis floated through the speakers, the yacht was bathed in the golden glow of the setting sun. Joe and Joseph sat at the far end of the deck, their conversation quiet but animated, their glasses clinking occasionally as they sipped their drinks.

Demi was sprawled across Jonathan, her head resting on his chest as her fingers absentmindedly traced patterns along his arm. She laughed softly at something Jonathan whispered in her ear, her happiness radiating in the moment. Her lips curled into a grin as she leaned up to kiss him, this time slower, deeper, leaving no room for subtlety.

Joshua, sitting across from them, felt his chest tighten at the sight. He knew what he signed up for—this wasn’t new—but moments like this still stung. Earlier that morning, Demi had been in his arms, cumming for him, her voice filled with the moans he illicit. She’d kissed him with such sweetness that it felt like she was his entirely, even if just for those fleeting moments.

But now, watching her with Jonathan, their connection so obvious, Joshua felt a pang of jealousy twist in his chest. He glanced away, his jaw tightening as he tried to shake off the unwelcome feeling.

“Don’t do this to yourself,” he muttered under his breath, running a hand through his hair as if the action could physically push the thoughts away. He reached for his drink and took a long sip, forcing himself to focus on the horizon instead of the pair in front of him.

Demi, oblivious to Joshua’s inner turmoil, tilted her head to look up at Jonathan. Her lips curled into a smile as she whispered something that made Jonathan chuckle, his hand sliding to rest on her waist.

Joe, noticing the shift in Joshua’s demeanor from across the deck, leaned closer to Joseph. “You see that?” he asked quietly, his gaze flicking toward Joshua.

Joseph nodded, his expression unreadable as he took another sip of his drink. “Yeah. He’s feeling it.”

Joe sighed, swirling the liquid in his glass. “He’s gotta learn to manage that. She’s not just his.”

“Easier said than done,” Joseph replied, his tone low.

Back on the sofa, Joshua finally broke the silence he’d wrapped himself in. “You two need a room?” he teased, his voice light but carrying an edge that betrayed his true feelings.

Demi turned her head to look at him, her smile playful. “Jealous much?” she teased back, though her tone was softer, more affectionate.

Jonathan smirked, leaning back with a smug expression. “Let him be jealous. I earned this.”

Joshua rolled his eyes but managed a small laugh, masking his unease. “Yeah, yeah, enjoy it while it lasts.”

Demi reached out, brushing her hand against Joshua’s arm, her touch warm and grounding. “Don’t worry, Joshy,” she said softly. “You’re not forgotten.”

Her words were meant to comfort, but they only made his heart ache more. He gave her a small smile, nodding as he leaned back in his seat, still avoiding her gaze.

As the music continued to play, switching to After The Storm by Kali Uchis, Joe stood and stretched, signaling for Jonathan to join him. “Time to set up dinner,” he said, his voice carrying enough authority that Jonathan immediately slid out from under Demi, giving her a quick kiss on the forehead before following Joe.

Demi sat up, stretching her arms above her head before glancing at Joshua. She patted the seat next to her, inviting him closer. “Come here,” she said, her voice gentle.

Joshua hesitated for a moment but eventually moved to sit beside her. Demi leaned her head against his shoulder, her fingers brushing against his hand. “I know you’re in your head,” she said softly. “Don’t be.”

Joshua sighed, finally meeting her gaze. “Easier said than done.”

“I know,” Demi said, her voice understanding. “But I’m here with you now.”

Her words were a balm to his restless thoughts, and he let himself relax, even if just a little, as she entwined her fingers with his. For now, he could take solace in the moment they shared, even as the complicated dynamics between them loomed in the background.

Demi leaned in, her lips brushing softly against Joshua’s before she pulled back just enough to look into his eyes. A mischievous smile played on her face as she ran her fingers lightly down his arm.

“I won’t forget what you gave me this morning,” she whispered, her voice tender but laced with a playful edge.

Joshua tilted his head, his brow arching as he asked, “And what’s that?”

Her smile widened, and she kissed him once more, this time deeper, slower, savoring the connection between them. When she finally pulled back, her gaze locked with his, her eyes shimmering with an intensity that made Joshua’s breath catch.

“Your heart,” she said simply, her tone soft but certain.

Joshua felt his chest tighten at her words, his emotions swirling in a way he couldn’t quite put into words. He searched her eyes, looking for any hint of doubt or teasing, but all he found was sincerity.

He let out a quiet laugh, shaking his head slightly as a crooked smile spread across his face. “You don’t play fair, you know that?”

Demi smirked, leaning her head on his shoulder as she intertwined her fingers with his. “I never claimed to,” she said, her voice warm and teasing.

Joshua squeezed her hand, his earlier doubts melting away under her touch and her words. In that moment, it didn’t matter what dynamics she had with the others, or how complicated things could get—what mattered was the way she looked at him, the way she made him feel seen.

For a while, they sat there in comfortable silence, the sound of the ocean lapping against the yacht mingling with the music still playing faintly in the background. It was as if the rest of the world had faded away, leaving just the two of them in their little bubble of connection.

“I mean it,” Demi said after a while, her voice breaking the quiet. She lifted her head to look at him again. “You gave me your heart this morning, and I’m not giving it back.”

Joshua chuckled, leaning down to press a kiss to her forehead. “Good,” he murmured against her skin. “Because it’s yours, and it’s not going anywhere.”

—

As the yacht docked at the private entrance to their beach house, the group disembarked, their bags in hand. The salty sea breeze carried with it the promise of a restful night, and Demi let out a small yawn, her body already aching for the comfort of a hot shower and a soft bed.

“I’m going to shower and sleep,” Demi announced, adjusting her bag on her shoulder.

Jonathan trailed behind her, a teasing grin on his face. “Would you like someone to help you with that?” he asked, his tone playful.

Demi rolled her eyes, her lips twitching in amusement, but she didn’t dignify him with a response. Instead, she strode ahead, leading the way toward the beach house. Her hand reached for the back patio door, eager to be the first one inside, but the moment she stepped into the house, she froze.

Her entire body tensed, and she felt her breath hitch in her throat. Something—or rather, someone—had stopped her in her tracks.

The men, still trailing behind her, immediately noticed her sudden stillness. Joe was the first to step forward, his protective instincts kicking in as he moved past her to see what had her so shaken.

As soon as he saw, his steps faltered, and his face hardened, his jaw clenching tightly.

Rhea stood from the chair she had been casually lounging in, holding up the key to the beach house. A sly smile played on her lips as she locked eyes with Demi.

“Hey, Demi…” Rhea said, her voice cool and dripping with an edge of familiarity.

[raya-hunter01]

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This Christmas

Just a little Christmas story that I got carried away with.

I also tried to add some link references... hopefully I did it correctly!

Warnings: 18+

Hope you enjoy 🎄

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“Wait, please hold the door!” London Roberts called out as she rushed toward the elevator in her Manhattan apartment building. The doors were sliding to a close but a hand reached out from inside to keep them open for her. She stepped into the elevator, packages falling from her hands as she attempted to push her floor number. She smiled as the tall, handsome, dark haired stranger picked up her shopping bag and handed it to her. “Thanks!” she replied as he simply nodded, looking slightly irritated.

“I’m London!” she mentioned as they rode in silence. “My friends call me Londy…”

He raised an eyebrow but didn’t respond, his gaze fixed on the illuminated numbers above the doors as they counted upward. London studied him discreetly, noting the sharp cut of his jaw, the tattoos that peaked out from the bottom of his shirt sleeve and the fine lines on his face that hinted he possessed more stories than his muted demeanor suggested.

“I’ve been Christmas shopping… it’s kind of exhausting, if you think about it.” she rambled nervously. “But I enjoy giving gifts.”

He glanced at her, his expression shifting ever so slightly as if considering whether to respond. "That's nice," he said finally, his voice deep but edged with a hint of impatience. The elevator stopped on the seventeenth floor, and he stepped toward the doors.

“Merry Christmas, I guess.” London muttered as he waited for the doors to open. His lips twitched at the corner—a silent fighting back of a grin. “Joe.” he says, stepping through the doors. He paused, glancing back at her with those dark, intense eyes that seemed to both intrigue and intimidate her.

His expression turned thoughtful, revealing a glimpse of vulnerability that contradicted his earlier annoyance. “Never been one for holidays,” he admitted quietly. “Too much expectation.”

London tilted her head slightly, intrigued and mumbled. “Okay Grinch.”

He chuckled, a low sound that surprised her. “You ain’t wrong,” he replied, one foot still poised in the hallway, the other in the elevator. She could see the tension in the set of his broad shoulders, a fortress built from years of reluctance.

“Maybe you just haven’t found the right holiday spirit,” she suggested lightly, a playful challenge dancing in her own dark eyes. “The Grinch eventually has a turning point, you know.”

Joe crossed his arms, making his already intimidating presence even bigger as he leaned against the elevator… as if the simple act could shield him from her infectious enthusiasm. “And those turnin’ points tend to come with complications,” he shot back succinctly, though she could see the glint of intrigue lingering beneath his guarded exterior.

“Complications? I prefer to call that- excitement!” London countered, stepping out into the hallway to join him. For a brief moment, she was taken aback by how significantly her heart raced at their banter. “Besides, how could you live in New York and not get excited about Christmastime?”

Joe shrugged, adjusting the weight of his shoulder bag. “Maybe I prefer my cheer with a side of solitude.” He walked a few steps ahead before stopping at an apartment door, its surface painted a matte black that seemed to mirror his personality perfectly.

“You don’t wanna spend Christmas alone, do you?”

He hesitated, the corner of his mouth still holding that flicker of amusement. “You assume I’d be alone?”

London felt her cheeks heat at the implication that he was without company. “I don’t know… you just seem like a lone wolf type,” she shrugged, trying to play it cool despite her growing curiosity about him.

He raised an eyebrow at her, "Is this even your floor?"

She shook her head, "No."

He shifted from one food to the other, studying her. "So, you're just following a complete stranger you met in an elevator- to his apartment? I could be a murderer for all you know."

London chuckled, looking him over, “Dressed like that.” she nodded at his black Nike sweatsuit and impeccably clean Jordan’s. Joe smirked at her reaction, but there was a hint of challenge in his eyes that hung between them. “You're real comfortable making assumptions, huh?”

“Only about interesting people,” she winked, taking a step closer as an electric tension flickered in the air. “So, if you’re not a Grinch and you’re not a murderer, what are you then? An enigma?”

“Somethin’ like that,” he replied, his voice low and contemplative as he shook his head. “Just trying to figure it all out.”

There was something vulnerable in his tone that made her want to pry deeper but she’d taken enough of his time. London tilted her head, considering him for a moment. “Well, I guess I’ll have to figure you out then,” she said with a mischievous grin.

Joe’s lips twitched upwards in response, the corners of his eyes crinkling as he held her gaze. “Good luck.” he challenged.

She met his stare unwaveringly, feeling an undeniable pull towards this stranger she had just met in an elevator. “I’m up for the challenge,” she declared boldly.

He laughed then, a deep, full-bodied sound that seemed to fill the hallway and wrap around her. London couldn’t help but join in, feeling a sense of exhilaration and freedom in this spontaneous encounter.

“Alright then,” he replied with a smile that lit up his entire face. “Maybe I’ll see you around.”

“Definitely,” she nodded, still grinning as he turned and unlocked his apartment door. As she watched him disappear inside, London couldn’t shake off the strange fluttering feeling in her chest.

The next few days were filled with last minute Christmas shopping and holiday festivities with friends. London was kept busy but every now and then, Joe’s face would pop into her mind, accompanied by a surge of excitement with a side of curiosity.

She tried to brush it off as just another random encounter but there was something about him that lingered in her thoughts. Maybe it was the way he challenged her or his rugged good looks or simply the mystery surrounding him, but either way, London found herself wanting to know more about the elevator stranger.

As she strolled through Central Park before heading out for dinner with friends. The crisp winter air felt invigorating against her skin as she walked along the paths lit up by twinkling lights. The park was alive with people, couples holding hands and families laughing as they bundled up to embrace the spirit of the season. London smiled at the sight, feeling content in her warm wool scarf.

But as she rounded a corner by the ice rink her heart nearly leaped out of her chest when she spotted him. He was dressed casually in a dark coat, with his hands buried deep in his pockets, watching a group of children glide across the ice, their laughter echoing in the chilly air.

“Fancy seeing you here, Grinch!” London called out, unable to mask the thrill that rushed through her.

He turned at the sound of her voice, and his lips quirked up, “You know, I don’t make it a habit of letting people insult me.”

“Insult?” London chuckled, stepping closer, the ice crunching under her boots. “I thought we were past that. Besides, it’s not an insult if it’s true!”

He raised an eyebrow, his eyes twinkling with mischief. “Touché, I guess.”

A silence stretched between them, filled only by the distant sounds of laughter and music. London studied him, taking in the way the light flickered off his dark hair and the hint of warmth from his close proximity.

“So what’s a Grinch doing in a place as cheerful as Central Park right before Christmas?” she asked playfully, nudging him with her shoulder.

He chuckled lightly. “Keep callin’ me a grinch…”

“And what?” she challenged.

“…and I just might decide to start really acting like one.” He looked down to met her gaze, his eyes searching hers for a moment before his demeanor softened. “I just wanted some time to think. This city gets overwhelming during the holidays.”

London watched as he sighed, a hint of something deeper swirling behind his casual tone. “Fair point,” she conceded, scanning their surroundings. “But don’t you find any joy in all this?” She gestured to the children, their faces flushed with excitement as they skated, carefree and content.

“You really don’t give up, do you? In your world, everyone’s all about togetherness and cheer. But sometimes a little solitude is necessary for survival.”

A quiet fell over them again, this time filled with more weight and understanding than before. London shifted on her feet nervously, unsure of how to proceed.

“Look,” she finally spoke, breaking the silence. “I haven’t seen my parents in two years. The first year I cried the entire month of December and last year I drank the entire month.” She laughed to cover up the awkwardness of her confession. “I decided this year would be different.”

“Where are they?”

She sighed deeply before answering, “They're involved with Doctors Without Borders. So… they choose to spend their Christmas helping others.”

His gaze softened as he looked at her. “You miss ‘em?”

London nodded, feeling a lump form in her throat. “Yeah, I do.” She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. He leaned against a nearby fence, studying her intently. “You’re strong,” he said softly. “I can tell.”

She met his gaze and held it for a moment before looking away shyly. She wasn’t used to compliments like that from anyone other than her family or close friends.

“But enough about me,” she quickly changed the subject, not wanting to dwell on her own loneliness any longer. He raised an eyebrow questioningly but let it go without further prodding. Instead, he gestured towards the ice rink.

“Wanna go skating?” he offered with a sly grin.

London eyed him skeptically but couldn’t resist the twinkling lights and festive atmosphere surrounding them. “Alright, but don’t expect me to be any good,” she warned, her heart racing at the prospect of gliding across the ice beside him.

The two skated in circles around one another, laughter dancing in the air like the twinkling lights strung across the trees. But beneath London’s playful facade, she sensed a tension simmering in Joe's demeanor. The way his eyes occasionally darted toward families sharing hot cocoa or groups of friends wrapped warmly in each other’s company hinted at something deeper—a longing perhaps?

“You know,” she began as they took a break on the edge of the rink, their breaths clouding in the cold air, “I feel like there’s more to you...” She nudged him, her voice light and teasing. “What’s your story?”

He glanced away for a moment, watching a group of children attempt an ill-fated spin that ended in giggles. “Ain’t worth tellin’” he said quietly, a shadow passing over his handsome features. London sensed the shift in the atmosphere as an unspoken weight settled in between them.

“Try me,” she coaxed gently, her heart pounding with anticipation. Joe regarded her for a long moment, weighing whether to let her in or keep the door firmly closed.

He sighed, as if deciding that the icy chill wasn’t the only thing freezing him in place. He scratched at his salt and pepper beard before he spoke, “I prioritized my career and it cost me everything. Now it feels like everything I associated with Christmas—happiness, family—turned into this... this painful reminder of what I don’t have anymore.”

London’s expression softened, the playful glint fading into concern. “I’m so sorry,” she murmured, gathering her thoughts. “That sounds incredibly hard.” She felt the weight of his words settle heavily on her heart. It was a raw honesty she didn’t expect from the man who had bantered with confidence just minutes ago.

He shrugged, a flicker of vulnerability in his eyes. “It’s life, right? Sometimes you gain something, and other times…” he trailed off, his gaze fixed on a point beyond the frozen rink. “But it’s easier to push things away than face the reality of it all.”

“Maybe.” London replied thoughtfully.

She found herself wanting to reach out, to bridge that gap between them. The air around felt charged, as though their shared secrets were drawing them closer together.

A heavy silence fell between them as they both observed the laughter of the children—an innocent joy that seemed both foreign and desirable. It reminded her of her own childhood; when things were simple.

“Sometimes,” Joe said quietly, still fixated on the children, “I wonder if I made the right choices. If I chose work over family, money over… what was truly important?” His voice was thick with regret, a palpable heaviness weighing down each word.

London cleared her throat, feeling the urge to comfort him. “You can’t rewind time, but you can make changes moving forward,” she said softly, reaching out to touch his arm. “Maybe reconnecting is still an option for you, even now.”

He turned his gaze to her, surprise flickering across his features. “Aint that simple.”

“Why not?” she pushed softly. “What if you reached out? What if they miss you just as much as you miss them?”

For a moment, the playful banter melted away entirely, leaving only the two of them suspended in that moment. She could see a glimmer of hope igniting in his eyes but it quickly faded into sadness. “While I was busy working she found someone else and moved on. Took the kids and moved out the house.”

“So, let me get this straight, while you were at work providing for your family your wife met another man and left?”

Joe exhaled a bitter laugh, shaking his head. “Yeah, pretty much. Thought I was doing right by “em, you know?”

“I'm sorry,” London said, her heart aching for him. “That must’ve been incredibly hard.”

“Hard doesn’t even begin to cover it,” he replied, his voice growing more distant as he stared off into the flurry of skaters gliding on the ice. The vibrant energy of the park felt like a world away from the turmoil brewing within him. “All those late nights at the office, the endless deadlines... I thought I was being responsible—making sacrifices for their future. Turns out, all I did was sacrifice what mattered most.”

London’s instinct to reach out grew stronger. She wanted to pull him back to that light-hearted banter they had shared moments before. But instead, she remained still, letting the silence hang between them, filled with all that was left unsaid. “You know,” she said cautiously, “I’m a firm believer that everything happens for a reason. Maybe you two just weren’t meant to be.”

Joe turned his profile toward her, the lines of his face taut with contemplation. “Yeah, maybe.”

“But,” she continued, “you still have time to do things differently. Make a change for the better. Work less, live more. ”

He didn’t respond, but she could see the wheels turning behind his brown eyes, weighing her words against the weight of his past.

“Trust me,” London said, her voice soft and low, “I know from experience that holding onto regret from the past won’t change anything. The only thing you can control is your future.”

Joe seemed to consider her words as he studied the glittering lights overhead. After a few moments, he sighed, shoulders sagging under some unspoken burden. “You might be right,” he relented, a ghost of a smile tugging at his lips. “Thanks for listening,” he added gruffly.

“Anytime,” London said, offering him a reassuring smile. “Friends?” she extended her arm outward. Joe raised an eyebrow, “The Grinch doesn't have friends, remember?”

London feigned insult, “Well, fine then, I suppose I’ll just be on my way.”

He chuckled and couldn’t help but smile as she skated away toward the exit. “Shit.” he mumbled to himself, realizing that she was actually leaving, he skated toward her, the faintest hint of a smile tugging at his lips.

As he reached her side, he extended his hand out to her. “Friends,” he offered, a small, tentative smile on his face.

London turned and met his gaze, her heart somersaulting at the sincerity in his eyes. Her breath caught in her throat, even as her lips pulled into a genuine grin. “Yay!” She took his hand, feeling an electric tingle humming between their clasped hands.

She nervously tucked her hair behind her ear as she looked up at him, “Well, friend… as much as I’ve enjoyed skating with you, I’m running late to dinner.”

Joe chuckled, already feeling a sense of warmth and companionship with London. “I wouldn’t want to keep you from your dinner plans,” he said, releasing her hand and gesturing towards the exit.

“Well, I guess this is goodbye then,” London said with a small smile as she took her skates off, “For now…”

“Let me walk you to the restaurant,” he offered.

London nodded, a flicker of surprise crossing her features. “Are you sure? I mean, it’s not that far…”

“Nonsense,” he replied, a hint of mischief returning to his voice. “I’m not letting you roam these streets alone, this is New York City.”

“Alright then, if you insist!” London beamed, her heart lifting as they turned together, feet crunching against the frosty ground.

As they strolled side by side, London noticed how the streetlights glimmered like stars, twinkling in the cool night. The air was alive with the scent of roasted chestnuts wafting from nearby carts. Couples passed by with warm, steamy cups of hot chocolate clasped in their hands, laughter ringing against the backdrop of the season—a joyful chaos that brightened the dreary twilight.

“So, what do you do for work?” Joe asked, breaking the spell of silence that had draped itself around them.

“I’m a trust fund baby.” London replied with the most serious look she could muster as she glanced up at him.

“Are you serious?” Joe’s eyes widened in surprise.

“No!” London burst into a fit of giggles. “I work as an interior designer for a large firm here in town.”

“That’s impressive,” Joe said, genuinely impressed. “I’ve always been fascinated by design.”

London smiled at him, her heart skipping a beat at his genuine interest. “What about you? What do you do?”

Joe hesitated for a moment before answering. “I’m an accountant,” he said finally.

“An accountant?” London raised an eyebrow playfully. “Never seen an accountant that looked like you…” she mumbled to herself. “That sounds like it could be super boring.”

Joe chuckled as they reached the entrance of the restaurant where London was meeting her friends. “It can be,” he admitted with a grin. “But I actually enjoy it. I’m good with numbers.”

“That’s all that matters then,” London said with a smile as she turned to face him. “Well, this is me,” she gestured towards the entrance. “Thanks for walking me here.”

“It was my pleasure,” Joe replied sincerely. “Hope you enjoy your dinner.”

London hesitated for a moment before turning to walk inside, but something stopped her. She turned back to face Joe and reached into her bag, pulling out a pen and piece of paper.

“What are you doing?” Joe asked curiously as he watched her scribble something onto the paper.

“Giving you my number,” London replied with a flirty smirk as she handed him the paper. Joe’s eyes widened in surprise before he took the paper from her hand. “Thank you,” he said with a smile.

“Night Joe!” she smiled, turning on her heel and leaving him standing on the sidewalk.

Joe stood frozen for a moment, the piece of paper crumpled gently between his fingers. “Night… Londy.” he said softly as the warmth of her presence lingered, an afterglow that pushed back the shadows threatening to engulf him. He unfolded the paper, staring at the neat loops of her handwriting—the numbers glimmering like a beacon in the fading light.

With a deep breath, he glanced around as if searching for a hidden instruction manual on how to navigate this strange new feeling bubbling within him. His heart beat faster as he thought of what it would mean to reach out—to exchange words with her beyond this enchanting evening.

He turned and headed toward his apartment, walking beneath a canopy of twinkling lights strung above the streets. He stared at the number, allowing himself to dream about possibilities he hadn’t dared to entertain for years. Could he truly open himself up again? Would it be foolish to chase a spark that felt so unlikely?

The chill of the night seeped into his bones, but he barely noticed as he gripped the crumpled paper tighter before shoving it into his coat pocket. His mind whirled with thoughts of laughter, support, and unexpected friendship, all wrapped in London’s carefree energy. It was a stark contrast to the solitude he had felt for so long, as if she had flung open the doors of a dusty room he thought he had sealed shut.

——————

“Just call her,” he whispered to himself, the words coming out like a challenge. It had been three days since that night they spent skating in the park but doubts quickly crept in—was he ready? What if she was just being nice? As he reflected on their conversation, he couldn’t shake the vivid memories: her laughter mingling with the winter air, her bright eyes dancing with mischief, and that spark—the tingle of connection that felt like warming embers on a cold night.

As he replayed various scenarios in his mind, time slipped away unnoticed. Each passing minute only intensified his compulsion to act. With a sudden surge of resolve, Joe pulled out his phone and stared at the lock screen.

“Just fuckin’ do it,” he muttered to himself, his heart pounding as if testing the resolution of his own words. Heart racing as he pressed call, a sense of excitement tingling in his fingertips.

The phone rang, each tone echoing in sync with his pulsing heart. Was this really happening? Just as he was about to pull away, a cheery voice chimed through the speaker.

“Hello?”

“London?” His voice came out steadier than he anticipated.

“Joe!” she exclaimed, her delight evident even through the phone. “You finally called!”

“I—uh—sorry if I’m interrupting anything,” he stammered, feeling both elated and awkward in equal measure.

He could feel her beautiful smile through the phone as she reassured him, "Not at all, just working on a mock up for a kitchen. I'm killing it, by the way, they're going to love it!”

They laughed together but Joe paused, suddenly realizing he hadn't thought past the act of calling. "I, uh... I was wondering if you'd like to grab coffee sometime." The words tumbled out before he could second-guess himself.

There was a brief silence on the other end, and Joe felt his heart sink. But then London's voice came through, warm and enthusiastic. "I'd love to! How about tomorrow afternoon?"

Relief washed over him. "Tomorrow sounds great," he said, unable to keep the smile from his own voice.

They agreed on a time and place, a small café not far from Central Park. As Joe hung up the phone, he felt a mix of excitement and nervousness he hadn't experienced in years. It was just coffee, he told himself, but deep down he knew it could be the start of something more.

A mixture of excitement and nervousness coursed through him. He hadn't felt this way in years - the anticipation of a date with someone new, the possibility of connection. It was just coffee, he reminded himself, but deep down he knew it could be the start of something more.

The next afternoon, he found himself standing outside the quaint café they had agreed upon, fidgeting with the cuffs of his shirt. He was early, having been unable to focus on anything else all morning at work. The December air was crisp, carrying the scent of nearby bakeries and the faint jingle of holiday music from passing shops.

He spotted London approaching from down the street, her dark hair flowing behind her as she walked briskly. She wore a deep burgundy wool coat that complemented her skin, and her face lit up with a radiant smile as their eyes met.

"Hey there! Wow, don’t you look handsome in your suit!”

Joe felt a flush of warmth at her compliment, his lips curving into a smile. "Thanks. You look beautiful, as well." he replied, his eyes taking in her radiant presence.

“Thank you!” London beamed at him, her cheeks slightly pink from the cold air. "Shall we head inside? I'm dying for something warm to drink!”

They entered the café, the aroma of freshly ground coffee beans and baked goods enveloping them. After ordering their drinks - a peppermint hot chocolate for London and a black coffee for Joe - they settled into a small table by the window.

"So," London began, wrapping her hands around her steaming mug, "how have you been since our skating adventure?"

Joe chuckled softly, remembering their chance encounter. "Better than expected, actually. I've been thinking a lot about what you said that night."

London tilted her head, curiosity sparkling in her eyes as she looked over her cup at him. "Oh? What part in particular?"

Joe took a sip of his coffee, gathering his thoughts. "About making changes, not letting regret hold me back. I've been stuck in this rut for so long, pushing everyone away. But talking to you that night... it made me realize I don't wanna be that person anymore."

London's expression softened, a gentle smile playing on her lips. "That's really great, Joe. Change isn't easy, but it's worth it."

"Yeah," he nodded, meeting her gaze. "I actually called my kids yesterday. First time in months."

"Really?" London's eyes widened with surprise and delight. "How did it go?"

Joe's lips quirked into a small smile. "It was... awkward at first. But good. We're going to have dinner next week, after Christmas.”

London's face lit up with genuine warmth. "That's wonderful! I'm so happy for you." She reached across the table, briefly squeezing his hand before withdrawing. The touch sent a jolt through Joe, and he found himself wishing she hadn't let go so quickly.

"Thanks," he said, his voice gruff with emotion. "It's a start, at least."

They sat in comfortable silence for a moment, sipping their drinks and watching the bustling street outside. The window was frosted around the edges, and colorful lights twinkled in the shops across the way. A light snow had begun to fall, dusting the sidewalks and passersby with a magical shimmer.

London set her mug down, her eyes sparkling with sudden inspiration. "You know, speaking of Christmas..." She leaned forward, her voice taking on a lighter tone, “I’m having a Christmas Eve Party at my apartment. I would love for you to come.”

Joe hesitated, his grip tightening slightly on his coffee mug. The idea of a Christmas party stirred up a mix of emotions - nostalgia, anxiety, and a hint of excitement he hadn't felt in years. "I don't know," he said slowly. "I'm not really the party type these days."

London's smile didn't falter. "Come on, it'll be fun! Just a small party, good food, some music. Nothing too wild, I promise." She leaned in, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "Plus, I make a mean eggnog."

Despite his reservations, Joe found himself chuckling. "Tempting," he admitted. "But I wouldn't want to intrude on your friends' celebration."

"Nonsense," London waved her hand dismissively. “But- you have to dress up! That’s my only rule. Not ugly Christmas sweater dress up, I’m talking black tie dress up! I wanna go all out!”

Joe hesitated, his internal struggle visible on his face. The idea of dressing up and socializing at a Christmas party felt foreign, almost intimidating. But as he looked at London's hopeful expression, and her genuine smile, he felt a spark of something he hadn't experienced in a long time - a desire to step out of his comfort zone.

"Say you'll come!" London said eagerly, leaning forward with anticipation. “Please.”

Joe hesitated for a moment, weighing the prospect of a lively Christmas party against his usual solitary evening. Something about London's infectious enthusiasm made the decision easier than he expected. "Alright," he said finally, a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "I'll come. But don't expect me to be the life of the party."

London's face lit up with delight as she clapped her hands together. "Yes! I promise you won't regret it. And who knows? You might even enjoy yourself." She winked playfully.

——————

Christmas Eve had arrived and Joe stood nervously in front of London’s apartment door, he could already hear the soft sounds of Christmas music floating through the air. Clutching a bottle of wine in his hand, he licked his lips and raised his hand to knock on the door.

The door swung open and London appeared, a bright smile on her face. "Joe!" she exclaimed, pulling him into a warm hug. "I'm so glad you made it!"

Joe returned the hug awkwardly, feeling self-conscious in his suit and tie. He had never been one for dressing up, especially for a Christmas party.

London pulled away, thanking him as she took the bottle of wine from his hand. "Come on in," she said, opening the door wider. Joe looked around, noticing that he was the only one there.

“Am I…early?”

“Nope!”

He scratched at his beard, “So, it’s just you and me at this party?”

London's eyes twinkled mischievously as she closed the door behind Joe. "Surprise," she said with a grin. "There is no party. At least, not the kind with a crowd of people."

Joe raised an eyebrow, a mix of confusion and intrigue crossing his face. "So you lied about the party?"

"I prefer to call it a strategic omission," London replied playfully. "I may have stretched the truth a bit. But I had a feeling if I invited you to dinner, just the two of us on Christmas Eve, you might not have come."

Joe stood there for a moment, processing this new information. Part of him wanted to be annoyed at the deception, but he couldn't deny the flutter of excitement in his chest at the prospect of spending the evening alone with her.

"You're something else, you know that."

"I'll take that as a compliment," London winked. She gestured towards the dining room, where the table was set for two, adorned with candles and a beautiful centerpiece. "I hope you're hungry. I've spent all day cooking."

"Let me get this straight," he said slowly, a hint of amusement creeping into his voice, "you tricked me into a date?"

London's eyes sparkled with mischief as she met Joe's gaze. "I- created an opportunity," she said with a coy smile. "But if you want to call it a date, I won't object." London's cheeks flushed slightly, but her gaze remained steady.

Joe couldn't help but chuckle, shaking his head in disbelief. "You're certainly full of surprises."

"Life's too short not to be a little bold sometimes," London replied, leading him further into the apartment. The scent of roasting turkey and spices filled the air, mingling with the soft glow of candles and twinkling lights. "I hope you like turkey. And before you ask - yes, I actually did cook it myself."

Joe raised an eyebrow, impressed. "A woman of many talents, I see."

"You have no idea," London winked playfully.

Joe took in the intimate setting, feeling a mix of nerves and excitement. The table was beautifully set with fine china and crystal glasses, a stark contrast to his usual microwave dinners alone. Soft Christmas music played in the background, creating a cozy atmosphere.

"This is... really nice," Joe said, his voice gruff with emotion he wasn't quite ready to name. "Thank you for doing all this for me… for us.”

London beamed at him, clearly pleased by his reaction. "I'm glad you like it. Now, how about we start with some of that wine you brought?"

As London uncorked the bottle, Joe found himself relaxing. There was something about her presence that put him at ease, despite the unexpected turn of events. They settled into their seats, the candlelight casting a warm glow across the table.

"So," London said, raising her glass in a toast, "to new beginnings and…”

"...unexpected surprises," Joe finished, clinking his glass gently against hers. The rich red wine sparkled in the candlelight as they sipped.

London's eyes danced with warmth as she set down her glass. "I have to admit, I was a little nervous about this. I wasn't sure how you'd react to my little deception. Hope you're not upset.”

Joe chuckled, shaking his head. "I probably should be. But honestly? I'm glad you did it. I don't think I would have had the courage to ask you out myself."

"And why is that?" London leaned forward, genuinely curious.

He paused, considering his words carefully. "I guess I've been out of the game for so long, I forgot how to play. Or if I even wanted to play again."

“A man as sexy as you doesn’t have to…” London trailed off, her cheeks flushing as she realized what she had just said. Joe's eyebrows shot up in surprise, a slow grin spreading across his face.

"Sexy, huh?" he teased, enjoying the way London squirmed slightly in her seat.

"I mean... you know, objectively speaking," London stammered, trying to regain her composure. "You're not exactly, um, hard on the eyes."

He leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms, a newfound confidence settling over him. "Well, if we're being objective, I'd say you're pretty easy on the eyes yourself."

The tension between them crackled like electricity. London bit her lip, her gaze meeting Joe's with an intensity that made his breath catch.

"Maybe we should eat before the food gets cold," she suggested, her voice slightly husky.

Joe nodded, suddenly aware of how dry his mouth felt. "Good idea," he managed, reaching for his wine glass to take another sip.

London rose gracefully, moving to the kitchen to bring out the food. Joe watched her go, admiring the way her red dress hugged her curves. He shook his head slightly, surprised by the direction his thoughts were taking. It had been a long time since he'd felt this kind of attraction to someone.

When she returned with the steaming dishes, the rich aromas filled the air. "I hope you're hungry," she said, setting down a platter of perfectly roasted turkey with several sides to accompany.

"Starving," Joe replied honestly. He couldn't remember the last time he'd had a home-cooked meal like this.

As they began to eat, the conversation flowed easily between them. London regaled Joe with stories of her most challenging design clients, while he shared anecdotes from his job that had her laughing uproariously.

"I can't believe you actually said that to your boss!" London exclaimed, wiping tears of laughter from her eyes.

Joe grinned, enjoying the sound of her laughter. "What can I say? The numbers don't lie, even if the truth hurts."

As the meal progressed, Joe found himself opening up more than he had in years. There was something about London that made him feel at ease, like he could be himself without fear of judgment.

"You know," he said softly as they finished their dessert, "I haven't enjoyed myself this much in a very long time. Thank you for this."

London's eyes softened as she reached across the table to place her hand over his. "I'm glad. You deserve to enjoy yourself."

The warmth of her touch sent a pleasant tingle up his arm. Joe found himself turning his hand to interlace their fingers, marveling at how natural it felt. "So do you," he murmured, his gaze locked with hers. The candlelight flickered, casting a soft glow on London's face, highlighting the curve of her cheekbones and the fullness of her lips.

London's breath caught as she felt the intensity of Joe's gaze. The air between them seemed to crackle with unspoken tension. Slowly, as if drawn by an invisible force, Joe leaned in closer, his eyes flickering to London's lips and back to her eyes. London's heart raced, her breath catching in her throat as Joe's lips hovered mere inches from hers. She could feel the warmth of his breath, smell the subtle notes of his cologne. Her eyes fluttered closed in anticipation.

Just as their lips were about to meet, a loud crash from outside the apartment shattered the moment. They both jumped, startled by the sudden noise.

"What was that?" London gasped, her cheeks flushed.

Joe stood up quickly, his protective instincts kicking in. "Stay here," he said, moving towards the door.

He opened it cautiously, peering into the hallway. A sheepish-looking elderly neighbor was standing there, surrounded by the remnants of a broken vase and scattered flowers.

"I'm so sorry!" the neighbor exclaimed, clearly embarrassed. "I tripped over my own feet trying to bring these flowers to my wife. Clumsy me!"

Joe relaxed slightly, realizing there was no threat. "It's alright," he said, his voice gruff. "Do you need any help cleaning up?"

"Oh no, I've got it," the neighbor insisted, already bending to pick up the larger pieces. "Thank you, though. Merry Christmas and sorry again for the noise!"

Joe nodded and closed the door, turning back to London. She was standing now, a mix of concern and amusement on her face.

"Everything okay?" she asked.

"Yeah," Joe replied, rolling his eyes. “Now, where were we?”

London felt her heart flutter as Joe stepped closer, his eyes dark with intent. The interruption had done nothing to diminish the charged energy between them. If anything, it seemed to have intensified.

"I believe," she said softly, tilting her chin up to meet his gaze, "we were right about here."

Joe's hand came up to cup her cheek, his thumb tracing the curve of her jaw. London leaned into his touch, her eyes fluttering shut as he closed the distance between them.

Their lips met in a soft, tentative kiss that quickly deepened as years of loneliness and longing poured out. London's arms wound around Joe's neck, pulling him closer as his other hand found her waist. The world around them faded away, leaving only the warmth of their embrace and the rapid beating of their hearts.

When they finally broke apart, both were breathless. Joe rested his forehead against London's, his eyes closed as he savored the moment.

"Wow," London whispered, her fingers gently playing with the hair at the nape of his neck.

Joe chuckled softly, opening his eyes to meet her gaze. "Yeah, wow is right."

They stood there for a moment, wrapped in each other's arms, neither wanting to break the spell. The soft strains of "Silent Night" played in the background, adding to the intimate atmosphere.

"I have to admit," Joe said, his voice low and husky, "this is not how I expected my Christmas Eve to go."

London smiled up at him, her eyes twinkling. "Are you disappointed?"

"Not even a little bit," he replied, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear before trailing his fingers down her neck. "This is the best Christmas I've had in many, many years.”

London's heart swelled at his words. She had also felt so alone for so long, and now, in Joe's arms, she felt like she had finally come home. "Me too," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion.

Joe's eyes softened as he gazed at her, seeming to understand the depth of her feelings. He leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead before pulling her close. She nestled into his chest, inhaling the comforting scent of his cologne mixed with the faint aroma of pine from the Christmas tree.

They swayed gently to the music, lost in their own world. London closed her eyes, savoring the warmth of his embrace and the steady rhythm of his heartbeat against her cheek.

As the song came to an end, Joe pulled back slightly, his hands coming to rest on her hips. "London," he said softly, his voice filled with a mixture of tenderness and uncertainty. "I know this is all happening fast, but I can't deny what I'm feeling. There's something special here, between us."

She looked up at him, her heart racing. "I feel it too," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.

He smiled, the corners of his eyes crinkling in a way that made her heart skip a beat. "I don't want this night to end," he admitted, his thumb tracing small circles on her hip.

"It doesn't have to," London whispered, surprising herself with her boldness. She watched as Joe's eyebrows raised slightly, a look of pleasant surprise crossing his features.

“Are you sure?”

Instead of answering, London stood on her tiptoes and pressed a kiss to his lips. He responded immediately, his lips moving against hers with a tender passion that made her knees weak. His arms tightened around her waist, pulling her flush against him as the kiss deepened. London's fingers tangled in his hair, her heart pounding as she lost herself in the moment.

When they finally broke apart, both slightly breathless, Joe rested his forehead against hers. "Let me stay with you tonight," he murmured, his voice husky with desire. "Let me wake up with you on Christmas morning."

London nodded, unable to find her voice. Joe smiled, taking her hand and leading her towards the bedroom. As they crossed the threshold, London felt a mixture of excitement and nervousness flutter in her stomach.

Joe seemed to sense her hesitation. He turned to face her, cupping her face in his hands. "We don't have to do anything you're not ready for," he assured her softly. "Just being with you is enough."

London felt a wave of relief wash over her, touched by his consideration. She leaned into his touch, closing her eyes for a moment. When she opened them again, she saw nothing but warmth and affection in Joe's gaze.

“I’m not scared.” she whispered, pushing his jacket off his shoulders. It fell to the floor with a soft thud. His hands found her waist again, pulling her close as he captured her lips in another searing kiss. London melted into him, her fingers working to unbutton his shirt as their kisses grew more urgent.

They moved together towards the bed, shedding layers of clothing along the way. When London's legs hit the edge of the mattress, she broke the kiss, looking up at Joe with a mixture of desire and vulnerability in her eyes.

"You're beautiful," he murmured, his gaze roaming over her body with reverence.

London felt a blush creep up her neck, but she didn't look away. Instead, she reached for him, pulling him down onto the bed with her. Their bodies intertwined, skin against skin, as they explored each other with gentle caresses and passionate kisses.

This wasn't just physical attraction - there was a deeper connection between them that she couldn't deny. Joe's touch was tender yet passionate, igniting sparks wherever his fingers grazed her skin.

She arched into him, gasping softly as he trailed kisses down her neck. Her hands roamed over the planes of his back, feeling the muscles flex beneath her fingertips. Joe lifted his head to look into her eyes, his gaze intense and filled with desire.

"Is this okay?" he asked softly, always mindful of her comfort.

London nodded, pulling him closer. "More than okay," she breathed as her fingers traced the contours of his biceps, feeling the muscles flex beneath her touch. His lips trailed a path of fire down her neck, eliciting soft gasps of pleasure. She instinctively spread her legs as his body settled between them, their hips aligning perfectly. Joe's hand slid down her side, caressing her thigh as he hitched her leg up around his waist causing her breath to catch in her throat "Joe," she whispered, her voice thick with need.

He captured her lips again in a deep, sensual kiss as he slowly pushed into her. London gasped then moaned softly, overwhelmed by the sensation of fullness. He stilled, giving her time to adjust, his forehead resting against hers as they shared breath.

"You okay?" he murmured, searching her eyes.

London nodded, her hands wrapping around his neck to pull him closer, "Yes," she breathed. "Feels so good."

As Joe began to move, his body gliding against hers in a slow, languid rhythm, London felt her skin ignite with desire. Every touch, every brush of their bodies only intensified the burning ache within her. She let out a soft moan as his voice, husky with longing, reached her ears.

“You feel amazing.” His lips were hot against her skin as he trailed kisses down her neck and collarbone, sending shivers of pleasure through her body. With nimble fingers, London freed Joe's hair from its neat bun, watching as it cascaded over his shoulders like a dark waterfall.

In that moment, the world around them faded away and all that existed was the intense heat between them. Their breaths mingled and their movements grew more urgent as pleasure built steadily inside them. London met every one of his thrusts with equal fervor, her hands roaming over his back and shoulders, reveling in the strength and power she found there. His lips traveled everywhere, leaving a trail of fire in their wake.

"Oh God," she gasped, her head falling back against the pillow as Joe hit a particularly sensitive spot. "Don't stop...please..."

He groaned in response, his pace quickening as he felt her tightening around him. "Never," he promised, his breath hot against her ear.

Even as her body climbed higher towards the peak of pleasure she captured his lips in a searing kiss, pouring all of herself into him. The tension was coiling tighter within her as Joe's hand slid between their bodies, his fingers finding her clit, stroking in time with his thrusts.

"Let go, beautiful," he murmured against her lips. "I've got you."

His words were all it took to send London over the edge. She cried out, her body trembling as waves of ecstasy crashed over her. Joe's own climax followed soon after, his body shuddering as he spilled himself inside her. They clung to each other, their breaths mingling as they rode out the aftershocks of their release.

Slowly, he withdrew from her and rolled onto his side, pulling London into his chest. She nestled against him, feeling the steady beat of his heart against her skin.

"Wow," she whispered, still trying to catch her breath.

Joe chuckled softly, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. "Yeah," he said. "Wow."

They lay there in comfortable silence for a few moments before London spoke up again. “I have to say I was not expecting that.”

"Neither was I," Joe replied, his voice low and slightly teasing. He shifted to propping himself up on one elbow, looking down at her with an expression that made her heart flutter. "But I’m really glad it happened. I needed that…"

London felt warmth creep into her cheeks. “Sex?”

"You are amazing," he said earnestly, his thumb brushing across her cheek. “That’s what I needed… not just the sex. Someone like you, to remind me there was more to life.” He leaned in to kiss her again, his lips moving slowly and tenderly against hers. London sighed into the kiss, feeling a sense of contentment wash over her.

“You threw an entire Christmas party just for me.” Joe chuckled, a faint blush coloring his cheeks.

London bit her lip, “I felt like you needed it,” she replied honestly. “Needed a reminder.”

Joe’s eyes flickered with understanding before he pulled her into a hug. London could feel his heart thumping wildly against her ear. “Thank you,” he whispered into her hair.

As they lay there in each other's arms, she couldn't help but wonder what this meant for them. They had only known one another for a short time but now they had crossed a line that could never uncross.

"Where do we go from here?" she asked softly, breaking the silence that had fallen between them.

Joe looked at her thoughtfully for a moment before answering. "I don't know," he said honestly. "But I do know that I wanna keep seeing you, if you'll have me."

London's heart skipped a beat at his words. “I like the way that sounds.”

A smile broke across Joe's face, lighting up his features. “Good,” he said, his voice warm and inviting. “Because I want this to be more than just a moment.”

London's breath caught in her throat as she searched his eyes, wanting to believe him. "More than just a moment," she repeated quietly, letting the weight of those words hang between them like a promise.

Joe reached for her hand, intertwining their fingers as if sealing some unspoken agreement. “I can’t explain it,” he confessed, “but I feel like there’s something between us that’s worth exploring… deeper than just tonight.”

With a steady gaze, London nodded. The vulnerability in his eyes made her heart swell. She squeezed his hand gently. “I feel it too,” she admitted, feeling both exhilarated and terrified.

“I should probably call you my girlfriend now,” he joked lightly

She laughed softly, the sound bubbling up from somewhere deep inside. “Well, I think we might need to go on a few more dates before you start throwing labels around.” Her teasing tone felt right, a welcome counterbalance to the storm of emotions swirling beneath her skin.

Joe feigned contemplation, a smirk playing on his lips. “After that… you’re definitely my girlfriend. Sorry, I don’t make the rules.”

London pretended to roll her eyes, but the smile tugging at the corners of her mouth betrayed her amusement. "Is that how it goes?" she teased back, arching an eyebrow as she shifted slightly to nestle against him more comfortably.

“Absolutely,” Joe declared, his tone mock-serious.

London couldn’t help but giggle at his playfulness, feeling a warmth spread through her chest. She had never been one to open up easily, but with Joe it felt natural.

They talked for hours, getting to know each other on a deeper level. From childhood memories to hopes for the future, their conversation flowed effortlessly.

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London stretched the next morning as she blinked open her eyes, the sunlight streaming in through the window, illuminating the room in a soft, golden hue. She turned her head to find Joe still asleep beside her, his features relaxed and peaceful, his lips slightly parted, and a stray lock of his dark hair fell across his forehead

A smile crept onto her face as she watched him for a moment, memories of the previous night flooding back: the heat, the intensity, the laughter.

She carefully extricated herself from his embrace, not wanting to disturb his slumber. Gingerly, she swung her legs over the side of the bed and stood up, feeling a gentle ache in her muscles—a sweet reminder of their shared intimacy. Slipping on Joe's shirt that had been discarded on the floor, she padded over to the window to watch the city come to life on Christmas morning.

She felt warm hands creep around her waist and smiled as Joe rested his head on her shoulder. “Mornin’ beautiful.” he murmured, his voice thick with sleep but laced with affection.

London leaned back into him, savoring the sensation of his warmth enveloping her. "Morning," she replied softly, tilting her head to look up at him. The sunlight caught the edges of his jawline, making him look even more striking.

Joe pressed a gentle kiss to her temple before releasing her and stepping back, allowing her the space to turn toward him fully. "What are you up so early thinking about?" he asked, concern dancing in his eyes.

She bit her bottom lip as she stared into his eyes, “Just hoping that every Christmas is like this.”

His expression softened, and he reached out to tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ear. “I think we can make that happen,” he replied softly, his sincerity unmistakable.

London felt her heart flutter at the promise in his words, the warmth of his gaze making her dizzy with possibility. “You think so?” she asked, teasing yet serious.

“I know so,” Joe affirmed, pulling her closer until their foreheads touched. “We just have to keep each other close… and maybe try not to scare each other off.”

She laughed lightly, letting the sound fill the quiet space around them. “I can’t make any promises on that. I tend to be a little unpredictable.”

“Oh, I’ve noticed,” he shot back with a playful glint in his eyes as he let his hands slide down to cup her backside, giving it a little swat, “Now, let’s go make some breakfast.”

London stood on her tiptoes to kiss him softly, “Merry Christmas, Grinch.”

“Merry Christmas, beautiful.”

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