A/N Rated M for sexual content and language. This is my first story ever...so scary, eeek. All I own is Natalie.
Natalie Reyes was in a complete state of bliss. Her writhing body lifted off the bed as her boyfriend's tongue delved deeper into her core. Maybe it was because it was Wrestlemania night and his adrenaline was still pumping, or maybe he was just horny as a motherfucker. Whatever it was, Randy Orton was taking foreplay to a brand-new level.
Stretching her arms above her head, Natalie let out a dreamy sigh. If there was one thing this man had a talent for besides wrestling, it was bringing a girl to a screaming orgasm. Before Randy had met Natalie 10 months ago going down was something he simply did not do, however all of that changed when he met the bubbly Latina; he fell in love and she had the ability to lure him in to doing things he had never dreamed of.
"Look at me, Nat." His aggressive tone sent shivers up her spine. For the most part Randy was a complete gentleman, but in bed those good manners went right out the window. Fine by her.
Natalie rested on her elbows and was immediately turned on by the view. His sparkling baby blues were calling her name and his snake-like tongue gave a whole new meaning to the name Viper.
Feeling her peak closing in, she threw her head back against the mountain of pillows and squeezed her eyes shut. Randy firmly held her hips down to the bed as he drew her clit in to his mouth. The incessant rolling of his warm tongue sent Natalie spiralling in to sweet oblivion for a third time. A few seconds later Randy resurfaced, a huge grin plastered on his face as he wiped his glistening mouth.
"You getter better and better." Natalie confessed breathlessly. She'd had a lot of sex but no one compared to Randy. Well almost no one.
As Randy moved up her body, her long legs instinctively wrapped themselves around his waist in anticipation. A million and one thoughts entered Randy's brain, the primary one being how much he loved her and how being with her made him feel like the luckiest man alive.
Natalie gasped when she felt Randy sinking in to her. He was thick, he was long, and he fit her like a glove. Her hands caressed his musclar biceps as Randy wasted no time in driving into her with hard deep strokes. The incessant pounding caused every nerve inside her body to explode. She cried out as the pleasure became overwhelming; and as she climaxed and her walls tightened, the sensation urged Randy to a much-needed release of his own.
"I love you." Natalie whispered as the pair came down from their high.
"I love you too, beautiful. You have no idea how happy you make me. It's b-"
Randy let out a furstrated sigh and reluctantly rolled off of his girlfriend's body. He wasn't a fan of his girlfriend's phone blowing up at 2am. He also wasn't a fan of Nicki Minaj, who happened to be her choice of ringtone. Natalie offered him a sympathetic look and quickly pecked his lips. She slipped out of the bed, swiped her phone from the dresser, and headed into the bathroom.
"You got another man I don't know about?" Randy laughed softly as her phone rang for the second time.
Natalie giggled and closed the bathroom door. Her eyes squinted as she looked at the phone's bright screen.
Colby Lopez.
Yes, Randy. I have...
