For a while Seth had been watching her. She was the first thing he noticed when he arrived at the party and he had held back for a couple of hours, watching her like a predator, learning more about the prey that he knew he was gonna take down. He never failed with any of the women he picked out.
So far he had learned a few things. Her name was Verona, she was at the party because she was a friend of Alexa, she was beautiful as hell, and most important, she was single. Or at least alone at the party. It didn't matter if there was a boyfriend out there somewhere. He knew she would be his by the end of the night.
"You got your eyes on your target," Finn came up to him.
"As always," Seth smirked.
"I know you're usually good with the ladies but that one..." Finn pointed a hand towards her. "That one is gonna be a challenge for sure."
"I never back down from a challenge. You know that. You also know that I never lose," Seth said.
"Care to put 50 dollars to those words?" Finn asked.
"You're on," Seth shook Finn's hand.
He watched as she leaned in to talk lowly with Alexa. For some reason her eyes landed on him while doing so and those hazel eyes seemed like an open invitation. She nodded at something Alexa said and then she walked from the garden and into the house. He put his beer down and casually walked towards the house. He found her in the kitchen where she was mixing whatever was in her glass with some juice from the fridge.
"So, Verona, today is your lucky day," he started.
"Is that so?" She asked.
He moved close to her and moved a hand up to stroke her cheek.
"How many women do you think can brag about getting fucked by Seth Rollins?" He chuckled.
"You actually have to say your whole name?" She pushed his hand away. "From what I hear, a whole damn lot."
He should have known Alexa would have warned her friend about him. He knew she had probably only been told the truth and it wasn't pretty. He was a player and many women could actually brag about being with him. That didn't mean he was about to back down.
"I bet you still want me though," he said.
He trapped her between his body and the counter, placing his hands on either side of her, slowly grinding his crotch against hers while moving his mouth to her ear.
"You wanna know if I'm as good as they say, and I promise you, I'm even better," he said.
"I was warned you have a cocky attitude," she said.
He moved his head back out and gave her a puzzled look. Usually it didn't take anything else but him just pointing at a woman and claiming her as his but she wasn't about to let him take her down easy. Instead she placed her hands on his chest and he allowed her to gently push him away so she could move out of the kitchen and back out in the garden. He followed a few seconds later and his puzzled look must have given him away.
"She didn't buy into the mighty Seth Rollins?" Finn chuckled.
"There's still time," Seth said.
"I doubt you'll nail her. You know I hang out with Alexa from time to time so I've met Verona several times. I've seen a lot of guys try and fail. Sometimes I think she's a lesbian," Finn said.
"Let me guess, she turned you down?" Seth smirked.
"Yeah, shot me straight in the heart," Finn laughed. "Told me I was too sweet for her, whatever that's supposed to mean."
This only made Seth more determined. He couldn't be accused of being too sweet. He crossed the garden fast and found himself right next to her five seconds later.
"Are you always this persistent?" She asked.
"When I see something I want, I'm not gonna let it get away," he answered.
"And you want me?" She asked.
"I thought I made that clear in the kitchen," he answered.
"Why?" She asked.
She stared at him and suddenly all his words abandoned him. Why was she the chosen one this evening? Because she made his dick rise but he doubted that would be the right thing to say if he wanted to win her over. So what should he say? Tell her how beautiful she was? Tell her how he could get lost in her eyes? Tell her she was the most sexy creature he had ever seen? Tell her he wanted to fuck her all night without giving her a chance to breathe?
"That's what I thought," she chuckled.
She started walking away and he followed once again, like a puppy afraid of losing sight of its owner.
"Do I have to have a reason?" He asked.
"Well, I'd like to be more than just a hole to the guys I fuck. But points to you for actually knowing my name though. I guess that's something," she answered.
He grabbed her hips to stop her from walking and pulled her back up against his chest. His crotch once again moved slowly, only this time it was moving over her ass instead.
"If you'll let me, I'll know so much more about you by the end of the night," he said.
"Like?" She asked.
"Like the way to touch you to make you a dripping mess. Like the places to put my lips to make you purr like a cat. Like the way to fuck you just right to leave you breathless," he answered.
"Again I must ask, why me?" She asked.
Again he felt lost for words. He could always cut a promo without warning yet this woman was taking away all his words.
"If you figure it out, come tell me," she said.
She slid out of his hands and walked over to Alexa. Once again he followed behind like a lost puppy but he kept a little distance to the two women out of respect.
"Easiest money I've ever earned," Finn was next to him again.
"The night's not over," Seth said.
"Just give up, Sethie boy," Finn laughed.
Verona moved away from Alexa and walked into the house again with her now empty glass. Seth knew it was now or never. He followed behind once again, only this time he was about to let the puppy inside him grow up to be a fierce dog. The dog that barked the loudest, the dog that ran the yard, the dog no one kicked around. He found her in the kitchen as expected and walked up to her again, once against trapping her between him and the counter.
"Fine, you wanna know why you?" He asked. "Because the second I walked into this party and saw you, I got the most painful boner I've gotten in a long time. Yes, I fuck a lot of women but none of them make my dick rise just by looking at them."
He grabbed her hand and moved it down to his crotch so she could feel his stiff dick.
"You feel this? This is what you do to me. You're fucking beautiful and sexy as hell and I wanna fuck you so bad. I wanna fuck you more than I've ever wanted to fuck anybody. So what do you say? Do you think you can handle this dick?" He asked.
"You're fucking cocky," she laughed and squeezed his dick. "But at least you're honest and I like that."
She moved around him and walked towards the kitchen door. He stood there, not knowing what else he could say, but then she stopped in the doorway and looked over her shoulder.
"Are you coming or not? Or do I actually have to go and masturbate?" She asked.
He grinned as he strode towards her, letting her take his hand and guide him through the house. Shortly after he found himself in a guest room.
"Your room for the night?" He asked.
"Yeah, Alexa's not letting her best friend sleep on a hard couch," she smiled. "So, mr Rollins, are you gonna fuck me or not?"
"Straight to business, eh?" He smirked.
"Don't tell me all those words in the kitchen were just empty words," she said.
He grabbed her hips and yanked her close.
"I never lie," he said.
His lips covered hers and straight away they seemed to battle each other with the kiss.
"Cut the foreplay shit," she started removing her clothes. "I just want you to fuck me and you better do a damn good job."
"Oh buttercup, you're in for the ride of your life," he chuckled.
He was so used to dealing with fangirls and he would usually feed their fantasies, undressing them, working them up, giving them what they expected out of him. In the end he took what he wanted from them as well and he wasn't a selfish bastard in bed. But this right here was different. She was taking off her own clothes and didn't want foreplay. She wasn't a fangirl wanting to get it on with a wrestler. She just wanted to be fucked by him for some reason.
He had to suck in his breath as she stood naked in front of him. She was even more beautiful without her clothes. She reached her hand forward and wrapped her fingers around his dick, stroking him while giving him a naughty little smirk.
"I'm sure I can handle this," she said. "But can you handle me?"
He grabbed her hips and pushed her down on the bed. He was on top of her within two seconds. She spread her legs and dug her nails into his back and he didn't waste any time but just thrust into her with force straight away. She wanted the hardcore him, the real him, raw and rough, and he would be damn sure to give it to her.
"Oh, sweet devil, yes!" She cried out as he pounded into her straight away.
Even her words were different from other women. He was so used to hearing them call for god and jesus and although he always loved making them moan, her calling for the devil sounded even better.
"I'm gonna fuck you so good," he promised. "You're not gonna be able to keep up."
She answered in moans, arching her back as he was driving her closer to the edge. He didn't know how it happened but she managed to roll them around so she was on top. He just held on to her hips as she rode him like crazy, pushing herself over the edge and soaking his dick even more as she came. Even her cumming sounded better than any of the fangirls he was used to. It sounded real. She didn't give a fuck who he was in the public eye. She just wanted him for him.
"Damn, buttercup, you're one crazy bitch," he chuckled.
He swung her back down on her back, constantly thrusting as fast and hard as he could, not ready to let the ride be over soon. The way she sounded and felt when she came on top of him, he just wanted her cumming all through the night.
She continued to moan and he had no doubt she would be hoarse next day if he would get his way and continue this for hours. He felt how she moved close again, secretly loving that she was so easy to push towards the edge, and once again she tried to roll him around. He was so used to controlling everything but this one here challenged him, demanding him to dominate her if he wanted to be in charge. He grabbed her wrists and held her down.
"You just stay the fuck down!" He hissed. "You're mine to do with as I want!"
"Fuck you!" She hissed back.
He gave her one extra hard thrust and she whimpered at the pain.
"I'm already doing that," he smirked.
She tried yanking her arms free and she actually managed to get one of them out of his tight grip. She grabbed his hair, yanking his head backwards, not willing to let him win completely.
"Fine, you wanna play it that way," he said.
He pulled out of her, moved to his feet and yanked her out of the bed. She giggled a little as he backed her up against the door. He lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around him while he thrust into her again.
"Bite, scratch and fight all you want now. You're not getting down," he said.
Her nails found his back, clawing at him like a playful kitten, and he responded by sinking his teeth into her neck, pulling hard on her skin, hearing how she again whimpered at the pain while also moaning at the pleasure. In that moment she was just perfect.
"Come on, buttercup, let me feel you cum again," he said.
He continued to thrust fast, trying to hit into her harder and deeper for each thrust. She cried out a minute later, her nails surely drawing blood by the sharp pain he felt but it didn't matter. All that mattered was her sweet cries and the feeling of her milking him as he came along with her.
He leaned his forehead against hers as they both panted. For a little while it seemed as if the world stood still until he let out a little laugh. She joined in, laughing sweetly at him, before he finally pulled out of her and put her down on her feet. He moved backwards until he was back by the bed and then let himself dump down on his back. He frowned as she went through the pile of clothes on the floor and found her panties.
"So how much did you win?" She asked.
"Huh?" He asked.
"The bet with Finn. How much did you win?" She asked.
"You knew?" He swallowed. "50 dollars."
"You sold out cheap," she said.
"What's that supposed to mean?" He asked.
"I won 100 dollars from Alexa for having you desperately following me around like a puppy," she giggled. "She said no woman ever made you kneel."
He grabbed her wrist and pulled her down on the bed. Maybe he should be mad and maybe she should too but they were in it together and he felt strangely close to her.
"You don't need these," he took her panties out of her hand and threw them back down on the floor.
"Why not?" She asked.
"Because..." He moved her hand to his dick. "I'm gonna fuck you all night whether you like it or not. And tomorrow we're gonna take our 150 dollars and go out for breakfast together."
"You're letting me pay?" She laughed.
"We're letting them pay," he said.
He kissed her and grabbed her ass, pulling her close up against his body so she could feel his dick starting to rise again.
"I'm kneeling," he whispered in an amused tone.
"Is that a good thing?" She asked.
"I hope so," he answered. "You're the real deal, aren't you?"
"I was born as a real woman if that's what you're wondering," she said.
"Just shut up," he chuckled. "I'm gonna take you out on a date tomorrow."
"A date? I feel so special," she giggled.
"You better. Seth Rollins doesn't date," he kissed her again. "You're gonna be my downfall but I'm ready to let you rule."