It was dizzying, I had never experienced a kiss as intense as this
one.
Did that make it worse that it was happening or better? He was
divorced,
and single so why did I feel slightly guilty?
My heart was beating so fast, I found myself wondering if he could
hear
it. He pulled his lips from mine and I stood there frozen for what
seemed
like eons. If he hadn't had his muscular arm wrapped around my waist,
I'm
sure I would have collapsed; my legs felt like jelly. It was the sound
of
him saying my name softly that brought me back to the present.
"Miranda?
Are you okay?" he asked concerned.
"Mmmhmm..." was the only response I could give him, which made him
chuckle. His thumb brushed against my cheek bringing heat to both of
them,
I knew instantly I was blushing. I watched him move some hair from my
forehead and once our eyes locked he smiled. It sent a shiver
throughout
my body.
"I've wondered all week what it would be like to kiss you, now that I
know,
I want to do it again. You're a beautiful woman, Miranda. Smackdown
will
be over in 20 minutes, you can come back to the hotel with me. I'm
asking
you to spend the night with me, would you?" He asked, hoping I would
say
yes.
"I-I can't! I'm sorry!" It took every ounce of willpower in
my body to
pull away when I just wanted to stay. "I know your Ex, she trusted
me in
your home. She trusted me with your children. Now I'm going to
turn
around and sleep with you? What kind of person does that make me? I
shouldn't have shown up at the live show and then spent the last
week
flirting with you. I need to go!" I said before I ran from his
locker
room crying. I mentally scolded myself for being so stupid and
selfish. I
could hear him yelling my name after me, but I just kept going.
*Seven years earlier*
I rang the doorbell to the house that had become my second home. I was
a
sophomore in high school and I spent many of the hours I wasn't at
school,
babysitting for the Styles' children. It was by far the best
babysitting
job I had held, I loved the kids and Ally, Mrs. Styles was wonderful.
I
had let all my other babysitting jobs go, there wasn't a need to
keep
them. Ally knew that if I was not in school, she could count
on me
to come over even at short notice. That was what had happened today,
a
frantic phone call from Ally. The door opened, and Ally looked at me
gratefully. "Oh Miranda! Thank god you're here! I'm sorry for
such short
notice, the phone rang, and it was the medical staff at TNA. AJ got
hurt
and they were taking him from the show to the hospital. Luckily, they
are
only two hours away! I am just such a mess and I knew you were the
one
person I could turn to for help." She explained while trying to run
around
grabbing items.
"It's ok Mrs. Styles, it's fine. You go, and I'll watch the
kids, we'll
have fun. Don't worry about anything here, if you need me to, I can
spend
the night here and make sure the kids are in bed and up for the bus in
the
morning before I head to school." I followed her around trying to be
as
helpful as possible and attempting to calm her down.
"You are a life-saver yet again Miranda! I'll call if it looks like
I'll be there all night. Thank you!" Ally grabbed my hands as she
thanked me and gave them a squeeze. I gave her a nod and watched her
hurry out the door. She called 4 hours later, "AJ tore something in his
shoulder, they have him in surgery to repair it now. Are you sure about
staying the night? I could try to get a hold of my sister, she's an
hour away from there." I could tell by her voice that she was nervous,
even though she asked about my well-being first.
"Mrs. Styles, I'm sure. The kids are already sleeping, I'll just lock
up and sleep on the couch. The kids need to be up and, on their buses,
nearly an hour before I need to be at school. It will be fine. Don't
worry about the kids or me." I reassured her.
"Oh no, if you are being kind enough to stay the night, I insist that
you sleep in our bed! The couch is uncomfortable, you'll never get a
good night's sleep on that thing. Please promise you'll take the bed.
Otherwise, I'm calling my sister and as soon as she gets there I'll have
her send you home to your own bed." She replied, and I knew she meant
it.
"Okay, I promise I'll sleep in the bed. Now go grab some food or
coffee, it's going to be a long night for you." I verbally nudged her to
get off the phone with me and to relax. Finally, she thanked me for the
50th time and hung up. I liked Ally very much, but it wasn't the only
reason staying over wouldn't be a heartbreak for me. My home life was
turbulent, so having an excuse to be somewhere else was part of the
reason I babysat for her kids so often. It was also just nice to see
what a family was really supposed to be like. I had promised to sleep in
the bed, but I couldn't. I walked to the front door and locked the
house, then walked across the room to the desk in the living room so I
could turn the light off. I picked up the picture frame that sat there
next to the desk light. It was Ally's wedding picture, the couple was
smiling broadly at the camera. I could tell they loved each other a
lot. I had never met Ally's husband, basically because when he was home
there wasn't a need for a babysitter. I looked at the picture, Ally's
husband was very handsome. I replaced the picture on the desk and shut
the light out, curling up on the couch and falling asleep. The next
morning was hectic, I explained where their mom had gone and then I got
them off to school before heading there myself. It was several weeks
before I got a call from Ally.
"Miranda, I need a huge favor. Could you come over and just watch the
kids while I run to the store? I've been so busy taking care of AJ, I
barely noticed that we were running out of things. He's sleeping and
it's the first chance I've had." She sounded exhausted.
"I'll be over in just a few minutes." I responded. Once I arrived she
went off to the store and I went to find the kids. I was headed down
the hallway to their rooms, on the way I passed Ally's bedroom.
"ALLY?" I heard the melodic, southern accent yell. I thought about
what to do for a moment, maybe I would be able to help. I walked to the
door and knocked lightly.
"Um...Mrs. Styles went to the store to grab some groceries." I said as
I hesitantly poked my head into the room, just in case he was out of bed
and not clothed or uncovered below the waist. "Hi Mr. Styles, I'm
Miranda the babysitter. I was just going to watch the kids while she
was gone. She should be back soon, is there something maybe I can help
you with?" I asked.
"Right, Miranda, Ally has mentioned you. If you don't mind,
I could use some help. It's time for another pain pill and my shoulder
is killing me, they are here on the bedside table. If you could just
hand me one and that glass of water, I would be very appreciative." He
said. I knew I could help with that.
"Sure, I can do that." I responded as I walked into the room and over
the table. I handed him one of the pills, our fingers brushed against
each other and I swear a jolt of electricity shot up my arm. I blushed,
but I don't think he noticed. I handed him the glass of water and took
it back once he had swallowed the pill. "Can I do anything else for you
before I go see the kids?" I asked.
"Nah! Knowing these damn narcotics, I'll be sleeping again in 10
minutes and probably be drooling out of one side of my mouth. Thanks
for the help, nice to finally see a face to go with the name." He said
smiling. I couldn't help it, I burst into laughter. The mental picture
of him asleep and drooling in that moment just struck me as funny.
Luckily, he chuckled. "It was the drooling from one side of my mouth
that got you wasn't it?" He grinned.
"I'm sorry! I shouldn't laugh. The picture popped into my head, and I
couldn't help myself. It was nice to meet you to Mr. Styles, I better
go check on the kids." I smiled and walked out of the bedroom. Over
the next few weeks he was up out of bed and able to sit on the couch. I
would come over and keep track of the kids while Ally would run errands.
AJ, which is what he now insisted I call him, saying that 'Mr. Styles'
was his father. We talked here and there in between me corralling the
kids. One afternoon I came over and I suddenly realized that he was
sitting on the couch with a frown, looking at me.
"You spend a lot of time over here watching the kids. You are a
teenager, surely you have guys lined up around the block? What about
your family, they must miss seeing you when you are here?" He asked
curiously. I just laughed.
"Guys around the block? No. I'm mostly a bookworm, I do a lot of
studying. I guess I'm a nerd. My family? I doubt most times they
realize I'm not home. My parents are both alcoholics, who fight with
each other over every little subject they can think of. I mean, I know
they love me, or at least I choose to think they do. I know they love
each other, though when they are both drunk, 'I Love You' is
successfully dodging the object the other threw at them. Then they both
pass out and I go and clean up the wreckage. I prefer to not
be there much. I spend a lot of time here because I love babysitting
the kids and when I'm not here, I'm usually at the library." I looked
at him and spotted a gleam of understanding in his eyes.
"I'm sorry! I didn't know about your parents, Ally never said anything
about it. I was lucky I guess; my mother was always sober. My father
was an alcoholic though. He would come home after work drunk, and it
was us kids that he would take his frustrations out on. He always
showed up sober to our sporting events though, he was a big sports fan.
That's when he would tell us he was proud of us, so I know he loved us.
He was a Marine, and I think things he saw overseas before we were born
really messed with his head. I learned a work ethic from him though,
and when I became a father with the kids, I knew the things I wouldn't
ever do." He shared. I told him that Ally didn't know about my
parents and asked him not to tell him. It's not like either of my
parents ever hurt me, yelled at me occasionally, but I knew that was the
booze talking. AJ's shoulder healed, and he went back out on the road
with TNA. The next two years seemed to fly by and I graduated high
school. Between the money I had been saving from babysitting all those
years, loans and scholarships I managed to pay for college. Once I left
home, I went back rarely, a few holidays and I came back for my parent's
funeral. They died in the same car accident, I wasn't at all surprised
when the police determined alcohol was the cause. The estate took care
of selling the house and then I had no reason to go back home.
*Seven Years Later*
At some point after I had run from the arena, it had started raining.
I just kept walking down streets, I couldn't have told anyone where I
had been walking if my life depended on it. My mind was on a loop,
going from feeling guilty to feeling sad that I had left the arena. I
know at one point I stopped in front of a bar and briefly considered
going in and drinking myself numb. I had never picked up a bottle or a
glass, I guess I have my parents to thank for that, I just knew friends
telling stories about being depressed and getting drunk until they
didn't have to deal with the emotions. As good as that idea sounded,
ultimately, I just couldn't go in. I was soaking wet, leave it to me to
not pay attention to a weather report. I could still feel AJ's lips on
mine and couldn't help but think about whether I was being stupid to
feel guilty about being attracted to him. Hadn't I been loyal enough to
Ally? I was always there to help and even though I did it because I
had wanted to, didn't that earn me pass? I was never
inappropriate or ever would have considered it if the thought had been
there. I wasn't the reason they divorced. They had been divorced for
two years now, and he had been single since. I knew I hadn't gone to
that live show a week ago by accident. I knew he would be there
wrestling and I had made sure to get front row tickets. I had wanted
him to see me there. It was familiar and comforting to see him smile at
me again. I felt special that he had recognized me and remembered who I
was. When the security guy from WWE had hunted me down and told me AJ
had invited me back to see him, I felt like I had floated back there.
His hug took on a new sense of security and the familiar scent of his
cologne filled my nose. Spending the last few days with him just felt
like where I was supposed to be. Didn't I deserve to be happy for once?
I had stopped walking during my internal battle and when I finally
focused on where I was, I was in front of the hotel I knew AJ was
staying in. It was like a magnetic pull, I was in the lobby, then the
elevator and then knocking on the door to his room. I heard some
grumbling coming from the other side, he was most likely angry that I
had run off on him earlier. I stood there, soaking wet from the rain
and holding my breath until the door opened. His face registered anger
and then what could only be described as shock. I felt relief when he
gently pulled my arm moving my body into the room then reached over my
head to close the door behind my back. Words couldn't even form in my
mouth, I half expected him to still yell at me for leaving him standing
there by himself in the locker room. I saw his arm go off to the side
of my head, some women might have tensed thinking the man was about to
back hand her. The thought never entered my head, I knew he wouldn't
hurt me. I just stood there, silently staring at those ocean blue eyes.
When I felt the robe wrap around me and the strong arm around my lower
back, my whole body just relaxed. He took a step toward me and put his
forehead against mine. We stood there quietly like that for a few
minutes.
"You came back." He pushed all my wet hair back away from my face. "I
wanted you to come back. Please don't leave again." It almost sounded
like a plea as the words left his mouth. He spun us around until my
back was against the wall and pressed his body to mine. I let a
surprised gasp out that was quickly swallowed up by his mouth. The kiss
was needier and sloppy compared to the one earlier. I didn't care. His
mouth moved quickly to the crook of neck where it met my shoulder, a
move that garnered a moan. Sucking against my skin, I knew there was no
conceivable way I would escape a hickey. He was marking me, as his, making
sure that anyone following (at least for the next week) would know
someone had claimed me first. To me, there wasn't a single sexier
thought than that, I moaned again just thinking about it. AJ's fingers
started working at the buttons on my shirt, pushing the material off
onto the floor. His hands found my cloth covered breasts and squeezed
with a growl that gave me goosebumps. He reached behind me and freed
them quickly. His normally smooth, southern voice was now deeper and
thick with lust, "Fuck! You are perfect!" He made eye contact with me,
"Do you even know how sexy you are?" It had been almost two years since
I had been with anyone, and my boyfriend at the time was not exactly
complimentary. In fact, he had cheated on me twice during the time we
were together, so 'Sexy' wasn't exactly how he made me feel. "Well
darlin', I'm just going to have to prove it to you." AJ returned his
hands to my breasts, kneading them. I jumped when I felt his mouth
latch on to a nipple, he gave a small chuckle. He alternated between
sucking on the nipple and gently biting it. I can't lie, it felt so
good! Goosebumps spread over my skin like a wildfire, I shivered and
moaned. Air hit my nipple, causing it to stiffen a little more when his
mouth moved to the other nipple. I felt his hand move across my abdomen
and over to rest on my hip. His other hand moved lower down, deftly
undoing the button on my jeans, then the zipper. The hand moved to the
other hip right before tugging my jeans and panties down my legs in
unison. Mouth still driving me crazy on my nipple, he held me steady as
I moved to step out of my jeans. I moaned as he kissed down my stomach,
"Hold on." AJ warned right before he grabbed one of my legs and threw
it over his shoulder. He wasted no time, burying his face between my
thighs and running his tongue between my wet folds. I cried out his
name and threw my head back, hitting it against the wall with a thud.
When his mouth attached itself to my clit and he began to suck on it, I
would swear all I could see was white. My hips instinctively attempted
to move against his mouth, but a hand went up onto one hip and trapped
it against the wall, making me whimper in frustration. My hands found
the top of his head and I wrapped my fingers in his shoulder length
hair, holding it at its current position. Moans spilled out of my
mouth in decreasing amounts of time between. AJ pushed his tongue into
my wet slit and used it to tongue fuck me. It was the sweetest,
unrelenting form of torture I had ever had the pleasure of enduring. I
felt a tightening in my stomach, as his tongue continued to coax my
orgasm. I tightened my grip on his hair, yanking at it as my body
reached its peak and had no other choice but to surrender to him. I
felt my entire body shudder against the wall, his name being repeated
loudly in ragged and gasping breaths. It felt like I shattered like
glass, into a million small shards during the most intense orgasm I'd
ever had. I screamed loudly as his hands yanked me closer and he
devoured my juices. I heard groans mixed with noisy slurping noises as
he drank and lapped up every single drop. He cautiously removed my leg
from his shoulder, making sure I was steady on my feet before letting go
of me. He grinned like a Cheshire Cat, before crashing his lips into
mine, kissing me with a lustful urgency. His mouth tasted of me and
with half-hooded eyes, I couldn't help but smile back at him. "I would
worship your body like that every chance I had and so much more if you
were mine!" He whispered breathlessly into my ear, making me shiver at
the thought.
I needed him! My body was on fire and every inch of my skin was
tingling from the orgasm. He had already been sleeping when I knocked
on the door, so he was only wearing gray boxer briefs. He let out a
loud exhalation of breath when my hand slipped into his boxer briefs and
wrapped my hand around his already rock-hard cock. It was fully erect,
I judged that he was bigger in size and thickness to the one
other man I had been with sexually. His cock was hard and there was a
large vein that ran up the underside of it. What took me by surprise
was how soft and smooth his skin was, almost like velvet. It encouraged
me to stroke him, making him moan in response. Finally, he grabbed my
wrist.
"I am not going to last if you keep that up, darlin'. It feels so good
though! Miranda, I need you right now. Your so damn wet for me, and
fuck, from what I could tell with my tongue you are tight. I need to
feel that pussy wrapped around my cock, I crave the way you sound when
you're screaming my name, and my desire is to make you cum for me and
not want anyone else!" His eyes flickered and reflected the lust in his
voice. The only response I could muster was a shake of my head, 'Yes'.
AJ took my hand and led me over to the king size bed, whose sheets had
been messed up where he had thrown them off to answer my knock. The
bedside lamp was the only source of light in the room. The room itself
now smelled like sex and AJ's cologne, an intoxicating mix. I sat down
on the bed, I was surprised, they weren't the usually scratchy, cotton
sheets you find in hotels. These were obviously Egyptian Cotton or some
other type of higher quality cotton. It was soft, and smooth. I ran my
hands over them as I watched AJ take the boxer briefs off. He climbed
on the bed, supporting himself with his arms over me. We kissed
passionately, then he trailed kisses down my neck, nuzzling in the crook
briefly. He moved down the bed a bit and gave my breasts attention. He
lifted his head to look up at me, hair haphazardly covering his face
until he ran a hand through it to push it back. I smiled at him. With
a smile he ducked his head back down and placed a small kiss just above
my navel. I watched him sit up on his knees, reaching over to the table
next to the bed and sliding the drawer open. I watched him retrieve the
small, square foil package. I looked from it to him and back. He had
been conscientious enough to have condoms, I was glad he had. I
couldn't believe I would have not thought about that ahead of time! It
was a relief to know he had thought about it, it didn't even matter to
me if he had gone and picked them up earlier in the week or if he always
kept some with him all the time. I reached up and snatched it out of
his hand, I proceeded to rip open the package and slide it over his
length. He laid me back onto the bed, using his knees to nudge my
thighs open before settling himself between them. He positioned the tip
at my opening, moments later he slowly pushed inside my wet tunnel. The
two of us moan simultaneously at the sensation. Once he all the way in,
he stayed perfectly still, giving me time to adjust to the delicious
fullness I was enjoying. I ground my hips against him, a silent plead
for him to move. He pulled back and slowly thrust back into me, until
he set a comfortable pace. I rocked my hips to meet his thrusts and it
wasn't long before we were both moaning loudly.
"OH...AJ... Fuck you feel so good! Please don't stop! Mm mm...oh
god!" I just kept repeating over and over. The friction was amazing,
and it was quickly re-sparking my body. My eyes almost rolled back into
my head when his thumb moved to my clit and started to rub against it.
The callous on his thumb causing me to thrust my hips up towards him.
The sound of our bodies colliding into one another filled the room.
Along with the sudden 'Sailor's Mouth' I had adopted, screaming out
profanities and pleas for him to go faster or harder. I couldn't help
it, there was something just so perfect about how his cock felt inside
me. Like it was made just for my pussy. He complied with each of my
requests and a few I hadn't even thought of asking for. I could feel
that familiar fire starting to build within me. He was breathing heavy,
his chest heaving with each thrust, both of our bodies slick with sweat.
I knew I wasn't going to last much longer, and I really wanted him to
cum with me. "Shit! AJ, I'm almost there! Fuck! Oh god! Cum with
me!" I moaned out loudly.
He pushed his hair back and out of his face and made eye contact with
me in between scrunching them closed, trying so hard to concentrate on
not exploding right then. "Christ your body is perfect, you're perfect!
I'm just about there!" He responded, resting his forehead against mine
again. I wrapped a leg around his waist and my arms around his neck in
anticipation. I knew this would be another mind-blowing orgasm,
something about this man just made me crazy. I felt the convulsions
coming and could feel my inner muscles clamp around him, keeping him
from moving. It hit us both hard and fast, both of us screaming the
other's name as we fell off the cliff together. I thought briefly how
badly I felt for the people in the two rooms on either side of us. The
thought was quickly brushed out of my head by the stars that filled my
vision. I held on tightly to AJ as we both rode out our explosions, I
could feel his cock twitching deep within me. Our heavy breathing
filled my ears and then his body collapsing. I was lucky that he rolled
to the side of me as his body completely relaxed. I think he probably
would have crushed me if he had landed squarely on me. I laid there in
the bed, trying to catch my breath. All those previous thoughts of
guilt and the fact that he was years older than me no longer existed.
Erased by the euphoria of the entire night with him. My body moved as
he pulled me closer to him. Brushing the hair that was stuck to my face
from the sweat, out of my eyes, I was greeted with a grin that could
only be described as cocky. I managed to lift my head up and kiss it
right off his face. "Are you alright?" He murmured into the kiss.
"Perfect." I murmured back to him. He broke up the kiss, but I was
certain it was because he was still trying to catch his breath. I laid
there cuddled up next to him, my arm draped lazily across his stomach.
This was worth it! I knew even if nothing ever became of this
'relationship', that I was glad I had come back. As if AJ could read my
mind, he kissed the top of my head.
"You're staying the rest of the night, aren't you? Scratch
that. Take some time off if you can, travel with me for a week or two.
I owe you several proper dates, I did this all out of order. Somewhere
down the road, when someone asks me how I started dating my beautiful
girlfriend, I want to be able to say I took her to dinner." He
chuckled.
"Oh...so I'm your girlfriend now?" I chuckled back. I figured I would
tease him a bit, I also didn't want to get too excited about anything
yet.
"Well, I don't expect you to let me call you that yet, unless you're
okay with that. I assume you'd want me to take you out on a
few dates first. You will be though!" He grinned.
"Hmmm...awfully sure about yourself, aren't you? I suppose I could let
you take me on a few dates, I guess we'll see what happens after that,
Mr. Styles!" I felt him playfully swat at my backside and I laughed at
him. It wasn't long after that sleep overcame us both. I fell asleep,
wrapped in his strong arms, curled up to him.
