It was the most irritating silence Calli ever experianced in her life, driving on the scenic route in the country side. She suggested they take the long way back to the hotel so she could spend more time with him without Eddie getting in the middle of it. So, she asked the biggest question that went through her mind. "Jay, why do you like me?"

That one caught Jay by surprise. "Well, I've always liked you, Cal. It's just that, I started in 1998, and you were sixteen then. I mean, I thought you were, at least, nineteen because you looked so much more..." He was having a hard time findind the right word.

"Mature? Blossomed? Developed? Am I close, Jay?"

"All the above." Jay answered sheepishly. "But, when Vince said you were sixteen, I backed off."

"So, you were checking me out when I was a teenager. Does that mean you were the one who sent me that bouquet of pink roses while I was sick at seventeen?"

"Yep."

"The box of chocolates for Valentine's Day when I was eighteen?"

"Of course."

"The vintage autographed Edge & Christian poster of you guys doing your best five second pose while I was out on injury?" She giggled.

"Actually, that one was Adam. He told me it was for a fan. A week later, he told me it was a prank on you since he knew how much you hated us. I nearly broke his nose." Jay answered.

"Well, I liked it. I even folded it in half to where it only shows you." Calli answered.

"So," Jay smirked when he heard that. "You had a crush on me?"

"Kinda obvious."

"Why didn't you say anything before?" He questioned.

"Well, I tried talking to you a few times when you first came into the company, but Adam was being a jerk, calling me a pampered princess, brat, everything he could think of. Then you started to ignore my whole existence. But, seeing as how you talked to me the locker tonight, I might overlook the shit Adam did to me." The young woman smirked.

"And will you forgive me?" Jay asked with a small smile.

"Maybe." Calli gave a mischievous smirk.

"C'mon, Cal. What do I have to do to get you to forgive me?" He asked with his hand over his heart, pretending to beg.

"You can start by backing up what you said in my locker." She answered. Jay did a double take when she said that. "Because I'm looking forward to the one in a log cabin in Canada. There's more than one way to keep each other warm there." Calli then let her left hand gently stroke his right thigh. Jay nearly swerved off the road. Calli knew what she was doing, and considering the fact that they had another half hour to get to the hotel, she knew that she had the time. "Tell me, Jay. Whenever you were alone, in your bed, in the middle of the night, did you ever...think of me?"

"Um...yeah, a few times. Like, I wondered if you were okay or if you wer-" Jay was cut off when Calli's hand got closer to his crotch. He couldn't believe that she was doing this. He never thought that Calli could be like this.

"Not what I meant, Jay." Calli's hand got even closer until she was right on top of his encased member. "I'm talking about when you needed release. You, lying in bed, door locked, no one's home. Just you, your hand, and your fantasies. Did you ever imagine me there with you, kissing every inch of your body? Did you imagine me touching you in all the right places?" Calli then unbuttoned Jay's now tight jeans and unzipped them. His boxer-covered erection sprung free. Calli was able to push his boxers down far enough so his erection was freed completely. And she was far from disappointed. He was bigger than she thought he was, and she already thought he was pretty big.

Jay was having a hard time concentrating on the road. He wound up finding an open field that didn't have a posted sign. He pulled into the field and parked his car. Just as he was about to pull Calli in for a kiss, she stopped him. "No, you had your fun in the locker when you whipsered to me in french. It's my turn." She then grabbed his hard member and stroke him. Gently at first, but she gradually sped her pace up. "You see, when I was out on injury, Jay, I got lonely. My bunny just couldn't satisfy me enough. It was really close, though, whenever I thought of you."

The blond Canadian grabbed the dash board. It was the closest thing he could get his hands on. Calli was a little sex demon, and he couldn't believe how turned on he was. "Jay, I would imagine you, laying next to me, kissing me with no rashional thoughts. Your hands were all over me. My favorite was when I imagined you finger fucking me. I was screaming your name. And that poster I told you I folded, it's taped on the wall in front of my bed, so I can look at you while I'm pleasuring myself. The smirk on your face in the poster is a real turn on."

Jay was just about to cum, and Calli knew it. He was disappointed when she removed her hand, but it was short lived when Calli replaced her hand with her mouth. Jay's hands instantly grabbed her hair. He couldn't stop the incredible orgasm that ripped through him. He threw his head back as he roared Calli's name. He never came as hard as he did in that moment. Calli swallowed every last drop of Jay's salty seed. She made sure to lap him up to make sure she didn't miss any.

As she sat up, she saw that Jay didn't move to lean forward or anything. He just sat in his seat with his head still thrown back, gasping for the breath he desperstely needed. He turned to face Calli and couldn't stop himself. He leaned forward and captured her lips. He wound up pulling her close and pushing his tongue into her mouth. Exploring her mouth, he could taste himself in her. Though he was out of breath when he started kissing her, so he needed to pull away in order to breath. Calli seemed to be just as out of breath as he was. "Batter than any of my fantasies." He said in a hoarse voice.

"Glad you liked it. It's for in case Eddie kills you when we get to the hotel."

"At least I'd die a happy man." Jay chuckled. Calli then helped him pull his jeans up and button and zip them back up.

At least fifteen minutes later, both wrestlers were back on the road, on the way to the hotel. Calli couldn't top smiling as she watched Jay act like a heroine addict, and she was the heroine. He needed more.

"Sé que quiere hablar sucio a mí, Jay. Así, adivino que tendré que hacer la misma cosa a usted. Espero que eso pueda comprender español, porque las único otras personas que traducirán lo que digo son Eddie y Chavo. Y yo no pienso que querrán oír lo que usted dice que dije a usted." Calli whispered.

If Jay wasn't still turned on, he definitely was now. She was whispering to him in a language he didn't understand. And that was a real turn on.


in case you guys needed translation

1. ¿Dentro qué demonios hace usted aquí? ¡Debe salir antes que haga algo que me arrepiento de!

What the Hell are you doing in here? You need to get out before I do something I regret!

2. Eddie, sale sólo de aquí. Hablaré con acerca de ello cuando volvemos a la serie.

Eddie, just get out of here. I'll talk to about it when we get back to the suite.

3. Hablaremos de esto, Calli. Y no trata de evitarme.

We will talk about this, Calli. And don't try to avoid me.

4. Sé que quiere hablar sucio a mí, Jay. Así, adivino que tendré que hacer la misma cosa a usted. Espero que eso pueda comprender español, porque las único otras personas que traducirán lo que digo son Eddie y Chavo. Y yo no pienso que querrán oír lo que usted dice que dije a usted.

I know you like to talk dirty to me, Jay. So, I guess I'll have to do the same thing to you. I hope that can understand spanish, because the only other people that will translate what I say are Eddie and Chavo. And I do not think that they will want to hear what you say that I said to you.

5. Dieu, vous êtes si beau. Je veux toucher chaque pouce de votre peau. Vous êtes plus beau que je jamais aurais pu m'imaginer.

God, you are so beautiful. I want to touch every inch of your skin. You are more beautiful than I could ever have imagined.