My sin
The eyes of the blonde slowly opened as the sunlight from the window hit. A moan left her lips when rolled on her back. A smile came easily to her face as the memories of the night before came back to she.
She went out of her thoughts when she felt someone missing from in bed. She sat down abruptly and looked around the room for any sign of Stephen. She frowned slightly and rose from the bed, still holding firm the sheet around her body.
The blonde took a few steps to the door trying to listen to Stephen, but it was not anything. Maybe she should go there, or not? Catherine decided to go she could not go there in the state it was in. She quickly grabbed her panties that was thrown across the room the night before and dressed.
She crossed the room, threw the sheet on the bed and grabbed the shirt was thrown into a chair. Out the door, she came face to face with many pictures she had not noticed before. Catherine continued down the hall, down the stairs and out into the living room.
She walked slowly around the room and went to a door, a bright smile spread across her face at the sight before him. Stephen was just a Box underwear cooking breakfast. He turned to pick up the orange juice jug and saw her standing at the door smiling. "Hi, I was making her breakfast."
"It need not, in fact I thought you would send me away." The blonde slowly approached him. The Irish laughed and pulled her against his body; he planted a wet kiss on his neck and whispered in his ear. "And why do you think I would send you away."
"We met in a bar and talked and drank, then you brought me home and we did wild sex. What could happen again the next day unless it? "Catherine turned away from him and looked deeply into her eyes blue ocean.
"We could make wild sex again and again and again and again." Catherine threw her head back and laughed, but soon her laughter was replaced by a small cry when Stephen took her waist and placed it on the counter island kitchen. He was between her legs and planted a warm kiss on her lips.
His tongue slid between her lips, which easily parted for him. Stephen wrapped his strong arms around the body full of curves manager, Catherine grabbed her shoulders and closed his eyes enjoying the warmth of his strong, warm body against her.
"You're a pervert." She said breathlessly after he walked away. Stephen smiled still holding firmly on the blonde's waist.
"I'm not perverted, you are very sexy and I cannot resist." His hands went down to the bare her thighs; Stephen pulled her to the edge of the island and pecked his lips. "Are you hungry, I'm not a head of kitchens, but gives to eat?"
"Yes, I'm very hungry." Catherine said seductively what was not lost on Stephen.
"Hi here is Catherine, I'm sorry but at the moment I cannot answer leave a message after the tone." Rusev roared with rage, he was trying to talk to Catherine to two hours and all he could hear was this message of crap.
The Bulgarian threw the phone on the couch and sat running his hands over his face. What the hell could have happened to her? He was worried as hell and could not hide. His love for this woman can be secret, but it is very large and if something happened to her, he would never forgive himself.
The blonde did not know of his feelings for her and depended on him never will. Your fear of rejection was bigger and he decided to love her from afar, but always making sure others never would have.
Thank you for idea BornToWin12, as the oneshot Lana / sheamus did a bit of success I decided to make this new fic. I hope you like it.