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Chapter 2

A shiver ran up her spine and she involuntarily closed her eyes. She could feel his eyes on her back as she tried to focus on what Triple H was telling them.

"- we have no idea why they are here. We have taken precaution so this won't happen again. We have no idea how they keep getting in." taking a deep breath he continued "Just go out there and have a good show."

Biting he lip she adverted her eyes, suddenly her converse were the most interesting thing in the world.

Suddenly John's arm felt to heavy around her shoulder as the Pre-Show meeting came to an end.

Looking over her shoulder she saw him standing with Paul a small glint in his green eyes as her own brown eyes connected with his.

He smirk at her sending her a small wink that made her breath catch in her throat.

Her cheeks were flaming red as she turned to face the front again. With shaky hands she pushed her hair off her neck and shoulders. Giving John a smile when he squeezed her hand.

She could feel his intense gaze on her as she placed her hands on her legs.

Her feet softly landed on the floor as he stood back looking down at her with a grin.

Tugging softly at her hair he leaned down placing a bruising kiss on her lips.

She could feel his smirk against her lips as his hands trailed softly down her back.

Closing her eyes she waited. 1...2...3. The cotton bra fell at her feet just as she open her eyes.

He stood in front of her and she tried to cover herself up. No matter how many times she was in that exact position she always felt the need to cover her bare skin from his lustful eyes.

Before she had the chance to he slowly ran his hands down her sides. Sucking in a breath she closed her eyes enjoying the feel of his hands on her stomach, making their way to the side of her breasts.

It had been way too long. She needed this.

Gasping out his name she felt his lips come in contact with the top of her breasts, leaving behind hot wet kisses.

Threading her fingers though his hair she let her head fall back as he began kissing down her flat stomach. Her muscles clenched as her breath quickened. "Oh god."

"Not god. Close." he couldn't help but say as he slipped off the small shorts she was wearing, smirking at the modest pair of boy shorts she had on.

Standing back up he looked at her before reaching down to pull them on.

Her legs shook in anticipation as the panties fell to the floor.

And suddenly the soft slow caresses were gone as he gripped her hair pulling her body towards his own, his lips landing on hers, his tongue seeking permission. Pulling her body against his clothes body he asked "Does he make you feel this way?" his hot breath tingling her ear as she closed her eyes "Answer me April." he demanded holding her hips tighter, she knew she would have bruises by the end of the night.

"No. Only you." she answered as her hands frantically worked to rid him of his black shirt, sighing in contentment when his naked torso touched his.

Her hands gripped his short hair tightly as he ran his hands down her upper half ignoring the part where she needed him the most. Reaching down she began pushing the trunks off him.

He kicked them off grabbing her by the hips, slamming her against the door, his lips on hers again.

Gasping she stood on her tippy toes bringing her body as close to his. Placing her hands on his shoulders she lifted herself up wrapping her legs around his waist as he grounded against her.

"Fuck." he said against her collar-bone "It's been to long April."

She nods in agreement as his hands reaching between them "Phil." she sighs.

"What?" she can hear the amusement in his voice "What do you need April. Tell me."

She shakes her head refusing to let him win as he presses harder against her. Arching her back she placed her forehead against his shoulder "Now. Please. I need you."

He doesn't respond but in one single trust he's in her and she's gasping, her hands are holding him close. Her mouth falls open in pleasure. "Move." she demands.

And he does pushing in and out of her at a fast pace. She tries to keep up with him but she's too slow. Closing her eyes she feels the muscles in her stomach clench in an all too familiar way and she knows she's close.

Her back is aching with every thrust but she doesn't care as his mouth comes in contact with one of her nipples. "Oh fuck." she can feel him laugh against her and the small vibrations cause her to clench her legs around him.

Closing her eyes tightly she roughly brings his face up to meet her lips. Wrapping her arms around his neck she holds him closer.

Pulling away from her he places his forehead against hers.

"April."

"Phil."

Her small hands gripped the edge of the sink as she looked at herself in the mirror.

Her legs were shaking and she wouldn't help but clench them together.

"Snap out of it AJ." she told herself splashing water in her face. "Snap out of it."

With shaky nervous hands she pushes her hair back as blood rushes to her cheeks again "Oh god. What did I do? I promised I wouldn't." she begins talking to herself.

Glancing at the phone resting on the counter she takes it in hand as she notices the txt.

Smoothing out her shirt she looks in the mirror one last time before walking out of the restroom.

Making sure no one is around she begins walking down the hallway.

Meeting him by a row of buses she glances at the three men standing behind him.

"I'm impressed." she says with a small smirk her nerves slipping away from her when she sees them respectfully standing by and waiting for her to talk. "I have one condition. If it's meet then I won't tell anyone about you. And I'll somehow give you a way to get in wherever we are."

Before Ambrose can protest, and she knows he's on the verge of doing so, Rollins steps in "What do you want?" he asks as politely as possible.

She smiles because this is exactly what she wants "Stay away from Punk. Everyone else is fair game."

They begin protesting at once "But he's the champion. We want to make an impression." Ambrose protests loudly.

The smile slips off her face as she turns to face Maddox.

"Guys." he silences them and she begins to talk. "I brought you here. I can take you out." the small crazy smile on her face and faraway look in her eyes make then take a small step back.

The four of them look at each other before Maddox nods "It's a deal-"

"What about Cena?" Rollins interrupts him.

"Anyone but Punk is fair came." she says even though she knows, knows, that she should protect John as well. But at the moment she can't really bring herself to care about him. "So do we have a deal boys?" she smiles at them sweetly.

"Deal." they say in unison.

"Great." she says with a smile before handing them a small paper "This is how today is supposed to plan out. The night's card. Things do change last minute most of the time."

They take the piece of paper eagerly "Thank AJ." Ambrose says with maybe a hint of a crazy smile of his own.

"No Punk. Remember. Nothing happens to him." giving them her signature head tilt and smile she skips away.

She doesn't allow herself to feel guilty when she slows her skip and head into John's locker room.

A/N: I'm so nervous! This is legit my first time writing smut O.o Which is probably held off on posting it. I've had it done for a while now. How was it? Be honest.

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