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Chapter 1;

LONDON; ENGLAND;

WEMBLEY ARENA;

Jeff's POV;

I had heard the clippety clop of her heeled shoes walking quite a bit behind me as I moved through the arena where we were performing tonight.

My stomach did a little flutter at the thought of seeing her, at the thought of holding her and kissing her.

Before I was even aware of what I was doing or had the time to think it through I ducked in to a hidden corner and waited for her to approach.

Slowly the sound of her metal spiked stilettos got closer and closer until she was walking past me; her hips swaying as her head hung low.

Reaching out I grabbed her by the arm and pulled her to me and slammed my lips to hers. The thought of her being off limits seemed to make the whole thing that we got going on seem more exciting, more thrilling but deep down I knew it wasn't just all about that.

"What are you doing? What if he comes looking for me?" She asked breathlessly as I broke the kiss that had threatened to get out of control.

"Screw him; he don't own you Ron," I growled wiping the loose strand of hair that had fallen out of her French braid. Gently tucking the lock of satin smoothness behind her ear, I found myself getting lost in her beautiful dark eyes.

"He does Jeff! He has me exactly where he wants me," She sighed resting her head against my own and never once let her eyes leave mine.

"Why do you keep saying that? What has he got on you?" I asked desperately wanting to help her if I could.

"I don't know what you're talking about," She replied holding herself back up to her full height, which with the heels was almost at my own height.

"I don't believe that but I am gonna drop it! Now come here," I growled reaching my hands to her hips and pulling her to me.

"We nearly got caught this morning; do you really want a repeat performance of that?" She giggled softly as she ran her hands through my hair.

My mind cast back to this morning when I had woken her in the way I always woke her when we spent the night together and that was by burying my tongue deep inside her pussy and as she had been about ready to explode all around me someone had knocked on the door and because she didn't want to get caught, because of his stupid demands she had bundled me in to the en suite and shut the door.

Of course it had been him; the one man that she succumbed too, the one man that she took orders from and it seemed to me that he had something on her to make her this dominated.

Cameron wasn't the type of woman who took shit from anyone and I just couldn't understand why she would take shit from Randy Orton the way that she did.

"Hey where'd you go?" She asked running her soft smooth hand down over my face.

"No where beautiful! I am right here," I growled pressing myself against her hard until I felt her entire body cave against me.

Instantly I knew I had her where I wanted her, no matter where we were we could always seem to find ways to let the passion between us win.

Over the course of us getting together a month ago, we had done it on Vince's desk, in Triple H's shower, in JBL's limo, and in Randy's dressing room.

Each time getting more and more desperate as the constraints that Randy had put on her seemed to be getting harder and harder to deal with. I knew that she had only been working with him for a month but she had informed me of his conditions on giving her the job.

She was to have nothing to do with me, with my brother or any of our friends, which included Shannon Moore and Shane Helms. It seemed to be a pretty petty condition considering we lived in the same town when we weren't working.

Running my hand down the side of her leg and grabbing a handful of the black pencil skirt that he made her wear; I began pulling it up her body until I could feel her breath instantly turn labored and out of control.

"Maybe we should find somewhere a little more secluded," I whispered in to her ear; as I let my tongue lick over the flesh just under her ear.

"Mmhmm! We have to be quick or he will come looking for me," She panted grazing her hand over the bulging erection in my pants.

"Not a problem beautiful," I smiled back to her.
"Oh really?" She let out a small giggle that never seemed to amaze me; I loved hearing that sound, I loved being the cause of it.

Letting go of the skirt that I had ridden up her legs until it was back down around her ankles the knee high slit on the back giving her a little more room to walk.

Cameron's POV;

Finally we stumbled across JBL's limo again and Jeff pulled the door open; checked inside to see that it was empty; he turned and smiled as his hand began to pull me inside with him.

Slamming the door, he pressed down on the lock door button and then his lips were on mine; kissing me with a force and passion that still managed to render me in to his puppet every single time we came together.

"Just tell me you want me?" He growled as his hands began to inch the skirt up over my legs until it was bunched around my waist.

"Do you want me?" I purred softly as he laid me backwards on the plush leather sofa in the back of the limo.

"Never wanted you more baby," He growled.

"Good answer," I smiled at him.

"Do you want me?"
"Always," I smiled batting my eye lashes at him seductively.

"Brilliant answer,"
"Enough talk," I said reaching my hands to his belt and ripping at it; my hands desperate to feel his cock in my hold.

Lifting his body from mine as his hand rubbed over the top of my thong, he held himself up as I continued to rip at his belt, finally getting it off, throwing it to the floor, I stumbled with his button and zipper until I had his trousers bunched around his knees; his cock throbbing and pulsating madly.

"Unbutton your shirt," He commanded me.

"Why don't you do it?" I purred softly.

"'Cos if I do it you are going to have to explain to Randy why your shirt is ripped," He growled causing me to smile at his handsome features.

"Mmmm I like it when you are forceful," I panted as his fingers tore my thong to the side and quickly thrust the entire length of his cock inside me.

My insides molded around his girth quickly, feeling a wave of pleasure at the feel of him inside me shot through every vein in my body as my legs slid up his sides as he took his weight on his knees, on the floor of the limo.

"Mmmm," I panted desperately.

"You like that?" He grunted dragging his cock out of my pussy only to slam back in hard and fast.

"Mmhmm! I like when you take…charge!" I panted as his hands pulled my hips to him as he charged back in to me at a pace that was quick like I had told him we would need to be.

Once satisfied that I had picked up the pace, he slid his hands up over my curves as he hammered his way in to me with a force that I had used to be uncomfortable with but with him I knew that I was safe; that no harm would ever come to me.

Cupping around my corset covered breasts; his thumbs lapping lightly over my nipples until they were burning with a desire that I had only ever felt with this man, the heat causing them to turn hard and red, jutting through the lace of the breast cups.

Bending his head to the swollen buds he nibbled hungrily on them until I was sure I was going to pass out from pleasure that was coursing through every single inch of my body, pulsating through my lips, through my nipples and through my pussy.

The feel of his cock; dragging across every soft fold of my pussy as he pulled out of me felt more amazing than anything I had ever felt until he was hammering back in to me and I swore that was the most amazing feeling in the world.

"Touch yourself," He growled looking up at me as he released one nipple from his mouth.

"Where?" I asked my hands had been placed on his chest so he literally took a hold of both hands, led one to my breasts and began to guide me in to touching me the way he wanted to see while the other hand slid down to my pussy.

Easing both our fingers in to my pussy and on to my tightened clit, he began to circle his forefinger that was placed over the top of my own around the swollen bud until I could literally feeling my energy draining away from me.

I was seeing stars from the tingle that was building, little shocks of pleasure began to shoot off around my body, tearing through my veins as he increased the pace of our fingers until we were rubbing feverishly over the exploding bud and I was literally seeing stars flashing before my eyes.

Easing both our fingers out of my pussy; he placed my finger in to his mouth and moved his own finger that had just been inside my pussy to my mouth; tasting my cum together, seemed to leave him hammering a little harder in to me until I was sure the limo must be rocking from the sheer force of us coming together.

Jeff's POV;

Watching the way her body writhed under my own, watching the look on her face as she finally exploded all around me was all that I had been waiting for as I slammed so hard and so deep in to her that her entire back was arching off the leather sofa of the limo.

"Harder…Jeff fuck me harder!" She pleaded her eyes locking on to my own and I was left wondering what Randy Orton would do if he ever found out that I was fucking his manager?

The same manager he had made sign a contract saying that she would have nothing to do with me, my brother or any of our friends. I knew he would make her life hell if he ever found out and I wasn't about to let that happen.

Increasing my force until she was sliding across the back seat and I had to grab her hips and pull her back to me as we continued to slam together the minute I increased my force and speed she started cumming all over again.

"Mmmm again?" I growled softly watching the pleasure etch over her features as she ran her hands up my chest until her long black painted nails were digging in to my flesh deeply until there was blood seeping from the cuts. "Oh fuck Ron!" I growled a little too loudly.

"Mmmm Jeff cum for me baby," She purred so softly that it seemed to slide down through her body, through her pussy and on to my cock, up my shaft until it was filling my entire body.

As if I had been waiting for that moment alone, I exploded so deep inside her that I swore she must have been able to feel it as I thundered in to her desperately my release taking me to heights that only this girl had ever taken me too.

"Oh yeah…mmm…Ron…oh fuck…aaaahhhh…sweet Jesus!" I grunted as I could feel my eyes rolling back in my head as she slowly sat up; pushing her pussy hard against my thrusts seemed to bring my release to an even higher height than I had known.

Bucking wildly against me, she drew me in to the violent form of love making that we had seemed to pick straight off the bat from getting together.

"You like that dontchya?" She whispered in to my ear as her hand curled around my head; holding me close to her sweating body; her other hand scratching lines up and down my naked chest causing pleasure and pain to become one entity.

After a few more moments my release had passed and all that was left was a panting, bleeding frame that had to try and catch it's breath, get up to it's feet and walk out of this limo looking like nothing had just happened between us.

Cameron's POV;

The sound of the cell phone that Randy had given me so that I was truly at his beck and call began to ring as Jeff began to drag his cock out of my dripping wet pussy and the tingle that swept through me caused me to shiver slightly as he leaned in and kissed my forehead.

"Hello?" I answered the phone smiling at Jeff.

"Where the hell are you?" Randy barked down the line.

"I'm just on my way to get your coffee…"
"You left here 20 minutes ago what the fuck is taking you so long?" He snarled down the phone.
"Sorry! I was…uhm I was a little sick, so I got side tracked…"
"I don't pay you to be sick, I pay you to work now hurry the hell up with my coffee would ya,"

"Sure I will be right there," I replied straightening out my thong and pulling my skirt back down to my ankles.

Hanging up on me without saying another word wasn't anything unusual for him, he loved humiliating me in anyway that he thought was acceptable, he made advances, he made leachy comments about me, and dictated the way I dressed.

"I have to go," I said buttoning my shirt back up and slipping my feet back in to the unbearably uncomfortable shoes that Randy made me wear.

"I know I heard," Jeff sighed placing his hand to the back of my head and holding me close to him, his lips placing light feather kisses over my face until he reached my lips and brushed his soft smooth lips over my own.

"I really, really need to go," I sighed.

The truth was the meetings that I had with Jeff, the times that we came together like this, knowing that he was close, knowing that he was around was what had gotten me this far and it had only been a month.

"Ok," Still he refused to stop placing light tender kisses on any area of exposed skin.

"I mean really!" I tried to object but knew that it was a mute point; this man knew how to turn me in to a puppet without so much as an effort.

"I know!" Slowly he deepened the kiss; making no attempt to touch any other part of my body as he just held me and kissed me with a passion that told me he was here should I need him for absolutely anything at all.

Eventually with the sound of my phone ringing again, we tore apart and I pushed the limo door open, peeped around to ensure no one was around and stepped out, straightening my cloths as I went.

Answering the phone, I walked along and told Randy that I had been cornered by Matt Hardy, Jeff and Matt had both told me that I could use Matt for an alibi when ever I was with Jeff so saying his name wasn't something new for me.

"You know I am going to have to have a little word with Matt Hardy!" Randy growled in to the phone.

"It's ok Randy, I sorted it!"
"But obviously you didn't! Otherwise he wouldn't have stopped you in the first place! No this stops now!" He was getting irate as he all but hung up on me.

Quickly pulling my own private phone from my bag, I sent a quick text to Matt and to Jeff, short and simple; 'SOS! Randy is on the warpath!'

Satisfied that I had done my part in warning them, I made my way towards the canteen where I would get Randy his coffee and have to head back to the one place on earth that I didn't want to be.

Working for Randy seemed to leave me feeling like I had taken 10 steps backwards instead of moving forward with my life.

3 years ago, I had left LA under the cover of night, after I had been beaten one to many times by my boyfriend.

So at the stroke of midnight, I had packed me and my son up and we had fled, headed around the States for a few months before finally settling down in Cameron, North Carolina where I had met my best friend Amber, and she had allowed me and my son to move in.

Changing our names, and changing my own appearance as much as I could, I set about building a new life for me and Corey-Taylor, who had adjusted to not having his Dad around easily until he had become just a distant memory that no one really talked about no more.

Randy had promised me when I took the job that I would be safe with him, he would ensure that I wasn't pictured in the press, and that he would keep me safe as long as I had nothing to do with the Hardy's or anyone who hung out with them.

And I had agreed to it, I loved working in the WWE and I wouldn't want to change it for anything, I just hoped that somehow Jeff and I would never get caught, and I wouldn't be in a position where I had to choose because I had no idea what I would do.