A/N What can I say? The muse just hit me about this one. Hope you to like it.
I apologize in advance if I have made some grammar mistakes, English is not my first language.
Enjoy your reading:-)
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He covered her mouth with his.
His hands traveled behind her back and unclasped the bra. He threw it to the side as he pressed his body, slick with sweat against her. His hand snaked across her stomach and moved to her firm breasts. He squeezed the left one tightly, making her moan.
With that he gently flicked his tongue over the already hardening nipple. Her back arched to push him closer. His other hand moved down and ripped her skirt away, revealing her entirely to him. He gently began to leave a trail of kisses down her stomach, stopping at her inner thighs. He spread her legs and she gasped as his tongue pushed into her. He played with her, making her moan and whimper with pleasure.
She wanted him, desperately.
She needed him, urgently.
He was teasing her, she knew it, but she loved it and she definitely did want to be teased…..
His tongue ran over her nub, and she gasped loudly again, before her body shook, and she moaned his name. His tongue moved faster, delving deeper in to her core, and her hands tangled in to his hair, her hips bucking again.
Her hands moved around his back, and clawed at his skin, she wanted him closer, she wanted to feel him, more than she ever had wanted to feel a man. He slid two fingers in to her, slowly, and noted that she clenched her walls almost immediately. His fingers pumped in to her, relentlessly, going faster, and he curled them upwards, making her squirm and her breath quickened to a pant. She had a knot in her stomach, and she knew she was close to her release.She was in pure ecstasy, she had never been kissed there so passionately and skillfully. He was showing no mercy on her, as he continued to attack her clit with his tongue. She never felt this way before. He dug his face deeper into her, sucking on her most sensitive area hard and fast.
She felt the familiar clinch in her stomach.
"Oh Fuck…I'm gonna…I'm gonna… "
Eve opened her eyes as she felt her breathing accelerate and her heart beating out of her chest wildly.
She placed a hand on her stomach, the feeling between her legs was still making her tingle.
She wondered for a moment, drifting somewhere between the dream and the reality.
"God, that was amazing…" She whispered.
Just then her brain slowly started working, as she realized that this was just a dream… a very hot one…
Oh… no… not again…
She ran a hand through her hair, as she curled her body.
That was crazy.
She knew it… and yet she couldn't do anything to stop it.
What was happening to her?
How she could tell her mind to stop playing games with her.
She let a deep sigh escape her lips, as she turned to her other side seeing Natalia sleeping soundly on the other bed.
She was lucky that the Canadian diva had a really healthy sleep.
'God knows what sounds I have made…' Eve thought terrified.
She groaned inwardly, before standing up from the bed and heading to the bathroom.
Once inside she began splashing cold water on her flushed face. As soon as she managed to cool her passions, she tip toed back to the bed and silently slipped between the sheets.
She glanced over to the digital clock on her nightstand to see it was only 3:30 but she knew that sleep wouldn't come. Not that sleeping could have helped her. The image of the man who had been occupied her thoughts and her mind for the last months just didn't let through her. The man who would never be hers. He was one of the closest friends of her fiancée – and his name was Phil Brooks.
Eve sighed again as she pulled the comforter over her head and curled onto her side.
How did this happen to fall in love with Punk she couldn't tell.
And hell yeah, she couldn't deny it anymore…
For the past six months, The wwe champion was the only man who made her feel strange butterflies that blossomed in her stomach. He just had that effect on her that would make her pulse accelerate every time he looked at her. Just thinking about him would make her heart beat its way out of her chest.
Something that normally should happen when she was with her fiancée but unfortunately that wasn't so.
At first, she blamed it on the physical attraction, then on the fact they were travelling together and finally on the fact that she was lonely. Now she knew the truth. Actually, she realized that a long ago, but she just admitted it a few months earlier. She loved him. It was as simple as that. She loved him from the first moment she laid eyes on him.
God was her witness that she had tried anything possible to stop all the emotions that were overwhelming her…. but it seemed as nothing helped.
Phil Brooks was….
Eve groaned inwardly, as her hand slid along the empty spot on the bed beside her.
He was just incredible…
She smiled.
The funny thing was that he wasn't her type at all. She has never liked men covered in tattoos and piercings … she has just never liked men like him….
Was it a punishment?
Or this was fate's idea of a sick and cruel joke to make her completely losing her mind.
CM Punk… needleless to say he was the man that he could take one look at you, bore deep into your soul and know how to make you want him and do anything he would ask all without lifting his finger. Eve was a witness how all women were staring at him, and the effect he had on them. It wasn't a secret for anyone that the current wwe champion had managed to make most of the divas his exes… and still none of them have ever said something bad for him.
He was mysterious and intense. Everything about him screamed power, his emotions, his attitude and more importantly—his sexuality. Yeah, why deny it. Phil Brooks was sexy as hell. He wasn't cheesy… he wasn't just handsome…. He was a walking magnet who was not fighting the attraction.
Eve knew Phil was seeing her just like a friend and mostly like the girlfriend of one of his closest friends. And there was no chance for him to see her like a woman. It was not like she wanted this to happen ….. Actually, she didn't know what she wanted anymore. She had never been unfaithful in her life. She had ever been loyal to all her relationships and for the first time in her life, she was feeling such strong emotions.
For the past 6 months, Eve Torres's life had been a living hell….
She looked at the digital clock by her bed. It was 5.30, and at 7 she had to get up for the consecutive autograph signing and meeting the fans.
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The piercing sound of the alarm made Eve's heart jump out of her chest.
"Shit!" Natalia's voice came from the other bed.
Eve covered her face with the pillow, trying to ignore the world. She couldn't remember ever feeling so tired. She was beyond exhausted after another night of not sleeping well and was going to spend the day meeting people.
"What a night," Eve thought, groaning.
"Dear God, how I hate mornings," Natalia whimpered.
"Yeah… me too," Eve agreed with her roommate easily.
"I have been thinking about retiring," The Canadian diva admitted, "The stress is too much to bear," Natalia said as she raised her body in a seating position.
"Yes, it's too much…"
"Who is going to use the bathroom first?" Natalia asked politely.
"You go," Eve mumbled yawning. She needed some time to erase all dirty thoughts from her mind about the WWE champion before starting her day.
While Eve and Natalia were putting on some make up, The Canadian diva didn't stop babbling. Eve was trying to listen to her, but it was almost impossible. A certain wwe champion once again occupied her thoughts. Eve knew that she had to come to her senses because sooner or later someone would notice how distracted she had been recently and they would start asking her questions. Something she didn't want to happen.
"…And I still can't believe it. Are you listening to me at all?" Natalia's questioning voice startled Eve snapping her out of her dreamland.
"Uh…. Yeah…. Me too," Eve stammered without even knowing what Natalia was talking about.
"What about you? Have you ever had any suspicions?" The Canadian diva gave her a curious look.
"Um…" Eve swallowed.
What the hell was Natalia talking about?
She decided to take the risk and said, "Not really."
"I didn't even have the slightest idea," Natalia admitted, "What's your opinion?" She wanted to know.
"Well… uh… I don't know… It's difficult to say," Eve mumbled.
"C'mon, Eve. You should have some opinion about that. You were close with her in some way and you had a storyline with him," Natalia insisted.
Eve's mind started working… Close with her… a storyline with him….
However, The Canadian diva didn't let her thinking, as her words hit Eve again, "I can only imagine how she has been feeling after all the comments about the chemistry that there was between him and you. I wouldn't be surprised if she had done something this storyline to end the way it did."
"Ummm… a chemistry?" Eve's eyes grew wide, "I think this is just an exaggeration," She bit her bottom lip nervously still not having a clue about the topic she was discussing with her roommate.
"I don't know, Eve, but I think there is something rotten there. Trust me," Natalia stated, "How do you think Nick feels?"
"Nick?" Eve's eyebrows wrinkled together in confusion.
Natalia looked at her expecting her answer.
That's why Eve guessed," Not very well, I think," She suggested timidly.
"Of course Nick feels bad," Natalia exclaimed obviously content from Eve's answer, "I have always known she wanted to pin him. And not because of his great looking," She clarified.
"I'm not sure about that," Eve sighed, already feeling awkward.
"Oh, Eve!" Natalia rolled her eyes, "Don't tell me you really believe that Nikki likes John. Honestly, I just can't see them together. And it is rather an eyesore to me every time I see them. I don't consider them as 'Love couple".
Oh, dear God!
Of course!
Finally, a clear picture.
Natalia was talking about the hottest topic for the last few weeks. John Cena and Nikki Bella.
"Well?"
"Well what?"
"What do you think?"
"I don't know, Nattie," Eve shrugged her shoulders, "John is great, indeed….and….."
"That's the point," Natalia interrupted her, "He is really a good guy. That's why I'm worried that Nikki could use him…"
"I know John is one of your closest friends but don't you think he is old enough to know.."
"Men lose their minds sometimes, you know," Nattie looked at her knowingly.
"Yeah…" Eve nodded 'Not only men obviously.'
"Anyway, they just don't fit together. There are people you just can't see like a couple. For example like Punk and Beth when they were dating."
Hearing Phil's name, Eve dropped her foundation on the floor. Thank God, Nattie was too excited to notice Eve's nervousness.
"She is my friend, but honestly speaking Beth and Punk simply didn't fit together," Natalia said sincerely.
"Oh," Eve swallowed, "And who would fit him according to you?" Eve nearly died hearing those words escape from her mouth.
Natalia pretended to think for a moment and then just shot it out, "Well, you!"
Eve dropped her foundation again. That was too much…
"Of course, I know that would never happen something between you two," Natalia hurried to say, "Though I think you and Punk would make a really cute couple," She winked at Eve, as she put some lip gloss on her lips.
"Yeah… right…." Eve mumbled in a low voice.
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Sitting in the hotel lobby, Eve was reading the day's schedule.
She let out a quiet sigh of relief seeing that it was going to be a busy day and she wouldn't have time to think about …. Him.
"I don't wanna sound like a jerk but you look hot when you are so concentrated."
Eve felt her heart pounding in her chest, she was dizzy and her eyesight was clouding up. She couldn't see the letters anymore and it was good she had been sitting, because her legs turned into jelly. Her breath caught in her throat as she looked up at him. Her eyes met those of the WWE champion CM PUNK.
She stared at him speechless, her mind desperately trying to collect her thoughts.
"You ok?" Phil gave her a suspicious look.
Words would not even form in her brain, "Uh…Yeah… I'm fine," She did her best to inhale deeply, trying to prepare herself for what she was about to say,"Sorry, I just didn't get much sleep last night."
"I see," Phil smirked, "Thinking of Rene?"
A hard lump formed in Eve's throat.
Quickly, she took a deep breath, trying to gain her control back.
'Thinking of you," Her mind screamed, but to him she said, "Not exactly."
That awkward moment for Eve was interrupted by Paul Heyman who appeared behind Phil.
"Hey man! There you are," Paul exclaimed loudly, seeing the WWE champion.
At this moment Mr. Hayman noticed The WWE diva and smiled at her, "Hi Eve," He greeted her.
"Hi Paul," She greeted him back.
"I'm sorry," Paul hurried to apologize, "I didn't mean to interrupt anything but I need to talk to you," The older man turned to CM Punk.
"Sure," the WWE Champion nodded, and then looked at the woman sitting in front of him," See you later, Eve," Saying that he gave her one of his unique smiles that could make the bones in her legs turn to jelly.
Eve found she couldn't take her eyes off him, as he walked away.
He was so sexy...
Eve shook her head desperately as if this would have had helped her to clear all inappropriate thoughts that overwhelmed her mind.
She knew this was all wrong. She couldn't feel such emotions to another man when she had a great boyfriend who really loved her. Things between them were great and very serious. Eve even had the feeling that Rene was going to propose to her, and under other circumstances she would trembling in anticipation this to happen but now the situation was absolutely different. Eve has always lived a normal life and she really needed her life back on track.
Once she's glanced into the piercing, hypnotic eyes of Phil Brooks, she just couldn't be totally neutral to him.
"Oh, boy! Don't tell me you want him to put you on sleep," Natalia's voice almost made her jump out of her seat.
"What?" Eve looked at her with a puzzled expression on her face.
"You were staring at him so much as if you wanted him to put you on sleep, after he had exhausted you till dead, " Natalia said, a devilish grin forming on her lips.
Eve felt herself get red in the cheeks.
She knew that she had to react fast and appropriately so in her head was formed some good explanation.
"Oh, this is just ridiculous," Eve forced herself to laugh, "Who? Punk? Come on Nattie! You have to be kidding me. Nah… I just spaced out a little, and obviously my look has just fallen on him without even realizing it."
"Oh, sweetheart! I believe you, " Natalia giggled and waved her hand in the air, "Anyway, you've got a really great boyfriend who would look at Punk?"
Eve smiled nervously, swallowing thickly, "Right… Who would… indeed?!"
All the day, Eve Torres spent with fans and when she arrived at the Arena she was already exhausted. She was grateful, she didn't have any match today, anyway she wasn't in the mood. She headed straight to the catering lounge, with the only thought of grabbing a cup of coffee. As she entered inside, she saw it was already full of wrestlers and other staff who were staring at the enormous TV screens the beginning of Raw. She poured herself a cup of coffee and chose a secluded table to take a seat with a hope that no one would pay attention to her. She needed some time to be alone.
Look in my eyes
What do you see?
The cult of personality
I know your anger, I know your dreams
I've been everything you want to be
Oh, I'm the cult of personality
...
Eve's breath caught up in her throat and jolts of electricity ran through her body.
Her eyes fixed on the TV screen where CM Punk walked out for his match against Ryback.
He was irresistible.
She loved watching him when he was making his presence to the ring. She could remember every single movement that he had done.
CM Punk was great playing a heel, he was great playing the good guy, he was just great.
Her heart was pounding wildly in her chest, and she couldn't do anything to stop this excitement. She knew that according to the script, he had to lose his match, but this didn't make him less fascinating.
Unfortunately.
Eve swallowed thickly and her stomach coiled into knots when during in one of the movements, Phil fell on his back out of the ring. She knew he was in a lot of pain, could see it on his face and that wasn't part of the script.
Instinctively, she jumped out of her seat, without taking her eyes off the screen.
Punk pushed himself up on his feet, as he obviously had decided to ignore the pain and finish the match.
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For the third time over the last few minutes, Eve reached to knock on the locker room door, but again couldn't find the courage to do it. She took a deep breath to calm the butterflies in her stomach and eventually knocked on the door.
"Yes," The voice of the WWE champion came from inside.
Timidly, she pushed the door open and peered inside. The sight of Punk only in a towel wrapped around his waist totally embarrassed her.
Her breath caught in her throat, "Uh… I'm sorry…. I just….." Eve mumbled and then stared at him speechless.
Her cheeks were decorated with a nice pink blush.
Could he be anymore perfect?
"Eve?" Punk raised his eyebrows at her, obviously a bit surprised to see her.
Now, she had to figure out something to say, or she would look like a fool again, "I didn't mean to disturb you… but I saw the match and just needed to see if you were alright."
"I'm ok," He assured her, "It's nothing serious."
"You sure?" She doubted, "You didn't look very well."
"I'll be fine. It's not the first time, you now?" He chuckled.
"Phil, you need to be examined by a doctor," She said concerned, "Don't be stubborn."
"Fred has just checked it out. It's not a big deal," Punk said, as he massaged his shoulder.
Eve looked at the bruise he got there,"Can I see it?"
"Yeah, sure," He nodded in reply.
She touched softly his shoulder, and shook her head slightly," Phil, it doesn't look good. Does it hurt?"
"No… not much," He replied, his voice almost a whisper.
Eve wanted to pull out, but there was something stronger than her consciousness that didn't let her hand move away of him. It was an amazing feeling to feel his skin beneath her fingers. Phil's eyes were intently following the movement of her hand, when she lifted her gaze and met those of the wwe champion.
Eve couldn't explain to herself what had happened in that moment and how but obviously her mouth had touched his as she felt his lip ring on her lips. She opened her mouth against his, tracing her tongue over his lips, feeling the sharp hitch in his breath. She didn't know how many minutes had gone but the feeling was almost explosive.
Phil was the first who pulled back, breaking the kiss. He gazed into her eyes, confused, "What? What was that?"
Eve opened her eyes and looked at him, heavy-lidded.
For a second, time seemed to stop as she slowly lost herself in his deep warm eyes.
She blinked a few times before she could realize what was going on.
"I…I'm sorry… Please forget it! It's my fault… I didn't mean… I don't know why I did it… Sorry Phil…." Eve blubbered out, and hurried towards the door, feeling the need to escape as soon as possible, leaving Punk staring after her in amazement.
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Eve came out of the bathroom after she had spent the last hour inside, trying to wash away the happening a few hours ago. She couldn't forgive herself for her reaction and still felt like an idiot for acting the way she had. She had never, ever, done something so stupid and mostly she has never felt this way before in her entire life, so confused, vulnerable and weak.
And at the same time the feeling of his mouth against hers was indescribable. The sensation of his lips moving against hers was complete and total ecstasy. She had never felt so alive and this was the most excited thing she had ever experienced. For a long time she had been asking herself how would his lips taste and the reality was better than any dream. She knew she didn't have to behave so recklessly, and now she couldn't imagine how she was going to look him in the eyes. Surely she had been completely lost her mind when she had kissed him. What she was thinking in this very moment… she couldn't say. She had kissed the man, with whom she was working every week, moreover he was one of the closest friends of her boyfriend.
One thing was for sure this would have serious consequences.
A loud knocking on the door interrupted her thoughts. Eve came to her senses. She knew it wasn't Natalia because tonight she was going to spend the night with a friend of hers.
Eve put on her bathrobe and went to open the door. A surprise mixed with panic overwhelmed her as she felt her legs turn to jelly.
"Phil…" She wasn't sure whether she had said that in a loud voice or just it was her mind who was talking. Quickly her nervousness managed to get the best out of her, and she was breathing sharply.
"Eve," He said, seriously, "I think we need to talk."
Eve nodded in response as she attempted to calm herself.
"Yeah, come in," She mumbled, her cheeks were deep red.
Phil stepped inside and she closed the door behind him.
"Sorry for the mess, I was just taking a shower and Nattie is not here and," Eve stopped not sure what shit she was talking.
Phil's eyes were piercing into her, and the only thought that came to Eve's mind was how much she needed the earth to open and get her inside.
"Tell me, why?"
Eve stared at him for a couple of seconds not saying a word. She shifted nervously as she ran a hand through her hair.
"I'm sorry… I knew it wasn't right… just…."
"Just what?" He demanded as he raised his voice slightly.
"It… just happened."
"No, Eve, you are not from the women that allow such things just to happen."
"But this time happened so."
"Eve, there is something else… something you don't want to say," He insisted.
"Phil please… I told you. For me it is as much embarrassing as it is for you."
Punk approached her, and grabbed her chin, making her look at him.
Eve tried to swallow and breathe.
"Phil…. Please," Eve said in almost a whimper, her voice was low and shaky.
"What's going on, Eve?" Phil demanded.
Her eyes widen, and she offered him a weak smile. When he remained silent, she started to feel uncomfortable, and before she could stop herself from talking, words escaped her mouth, "I don't know…. It's just that I can't stop myself thinking of you," She gushed, as she closed her eyes not wanting to see his reaction after she just exposed herself to him so easily.
Suddenly she was pushed up against the wall, and his mouth was on hers. Instinctively she wrapped her arms around his neck and attacked his lips, which opened eagerly. His tongue twined with hers, exploring every inch of her mouth. Overcome by the fire burning in her stomach she felt his fingers reached up and knotted through her hair, and she moaned at the sensation, gripping him closer to her.
She knew this wasn't right… and when it came to Phil Brooks, it felt as if she forgot how to act, or talk, which would bring her many trouble, but hell this trouble was worth any second of it...