Chapter 9 (Fuckers)


Mark went in gently for kiss back on Tawny's lips. Soft and plum were the words to describe them. He needed her and wanted her and damn it he was almost there. He felt bad about Sara but shit happens. His hands were touching her all over like they were lovers, but both Mark and Tawny knew that they weren't. It started out as a fuck and it will just be that. Mark tongue played with Tawny's and he could tell it turn the blonde on by the way she wrap her arms around his neck and moaned inside of his mouth.

Mark broke apart from the kiss. "Your fucking gorgeous." He whispered.

Tawny arched a brow. "So I've been told."

She unzipped and pulled down the older man's jeans, and placed her hand on his hard shaft. Tawny licked her lips at the sight of Mark's hard on in front of her.

The moment Tawny took the tip of his head inside of his mouth he groaned. He had to cut on the light to see her facial expression which always turned him on. The girl should have been in movies. As Tawny teased Mark shaft, he lifted the nude color sheer nightie over her head to expose her tight body. "Oh..damn." Tawny then began to bob her head back and forth on Mark's hard member and while doing so, the Deadman removed himself from Tawny's mouth to remove his hoodie and lay down on the floor on his back where he motion Tawny climb on top of him. On her hands and knee the younger female crawled to the man she claims to can't stand.

"Ride my face." Tawny placed her wettness on Mark's face. Mmmm I missed this.


Tawny P.O.V.

I proceeded to back to giving Mark head as I grin up and down and all around on his face. Mmm this shit was good no lie and it helps too that I hadn't had any in a while. I felt like my mind was going to explode, this shit was the bomb. Besides the fact Mark trying to choke me by slamming his cock in my mouth, sixty nine wasn't all that bad. I felt that I was about to come so, my grinding went faster and he lifts me up and turns me around so that I was now looking down on him face to face and I rode his face. His hands were all over my tits and as I rode him faster I pulled on short black hair, and came.

"Ahh fuck." I hissed softly. I still felt like it was a loud cummer and with other wrestlers walking around in the halls. I couldn't help but have a low tone. He laid me on the bed and entered me. At mild strokes, Mark embraced my body close to his. What the fuck did that mean? He leans me back down on the bed still thrusting those long mild stokes in to me. Next thing I knew, his hands were around my neck.

"I AM GOING TO KILL YOU!" He grunts.

"And I will haunt your ass. Get your fucking hands from around my throat Taker."

"No, your're hard headed. What the fuck is up with Shane." His strokes got fast pumping into me. Fuck this was hot.

"Nothing you….fuck….nothing."

"Oh yeah, couldn't tell and you and Austin-" He flips me over on my front lifts my hips up and smacks my ass. "REALLY? FUCKING AUSTIN."

"As you can see I got a thing for red necks." I tilted my ass up for access. "Ahh."

"Fuck…ummmm…redneck huh?" He leans down while still pumping fast inside of me. "This is the only redneck that your fucking you understand me? This.." he palms my pussy and begins to play with it. "Is mine. Since day one my name has been on it." He put his index finger in my mouth. Naturally I sucked on it, I mean shit…I taste good. Like mangos and peaches. I let Mark talk dirty and talk shit for a while until it was time for me to ride him. I punch that fucker in the face.

"Damn it!"

"Don't talk shit to me Mark, I am not Sara. I will knock the hell outta of you-"

Mark takes control of my movements by guiding my hips up and down. "Oh right well-"

I punch him again. "Shut up bitch."

"Ah!" He takes my hands, and holds them. "Ughh that's it come on my dick Tawny."

"Oh Mark…Ahhh" Oh shit I just satisfied his Ego.

We came and I fell on top of him breathing hard and heavy. What a cardio. It felt Mark was stuck inside of me once I removed myself from him. I slowly slid next to Mark and to my surprise he wrap his arm around my neck and pulled me close to him and feel asleep.

We both woke up around 8 am still in a deep sleep from last night's sexscaped. The loud bamming from the other side of the door. "What the fuck is that?" Mark boomed throwing the cover from off his naked tattooed body. I jumped up.

"Wait it could be Sara-"

Mark thought. "Does she know you here?"

"I don't know but let me answer it and you get out of sight." I smacked him on the ass. "You need a tan."

He gave me a mean face and stood behind the door. As I opened it. Ding, it was Sara. "What the hell do you want at 8 am were not friends so I know a morning jog isn't in the mix-"

"Where's Mark?"

"Fuck should I know, isn't that your man."

"But aren't you fucking him?" Sara spat.

"Look, don't involved me with whatever trouble you two have. That's not my concern honey." I said. I tired to keep a straight face but Mark kept playing with my ass and my ear lobe.

Sara stood there. "Well when you see him, tell him were over and bitch I know everything."

"You don't know shit." I slammed the door in her face. She sounded like one of those character in the soap operas. "Dumb bitch." I got back in the bed. Mark joined me as well. Kissing my neck and my shoulder. "What are you doing?"

"What does it feel like?"

This big red dummy. "No, what are you doing with me? Were fuckers, like…why break off something with Sara to be with me?"

"Who said I wanted to be with you?"

I wanted to slap him. "Not as in a relationship but just as fucking each other. Did she not excite you and you had to go get it from somewhere else?"

"Why are we talking about this-"

"Because you ass I wanna know." But I got a feeling that I was not ever in a million years going to get my answer. A few weeks went by and Sara and Mark were history and the roster freaked like it was Paris Hilton and some dude that broke up. I decided to check up on Steve. Haven't heard from him in a while.

Days later...

"Hello?" A deep southern voice spoke.

"Hey rattlesnake. What's up?" I asked.

"Nothing. Look I'm on my way to Texas tonight wanna hang out if I make there in a decent hour?" He didn't need why I was in the long star state.

"Sure, I haven't talked shit with ya in a while what harm could it do?"

"Great, let me get to my meeting with Stephanie and I do have a few things in the office to take care of after that im off to my plane."

Steve chuckles. "Fine, I'll be waiting."


Candice knew that Tawny was in a meeting with Stephanie, this could bring everything into effect with her and Quinn as soon as she comes back to see her office with a dozen white roses. She finally had got some information off Quinn, which was nothing. Tawny really didn't talk much about her background, or where she's really from. All she know is that she grew up in Los Angeles, and now living in New York/Stamford. He said she also had a thing for girls back in the day but that was a rumor. They met at a dance studio and the rest was history.

Candice heard the door open. "Shit." The burnett hissed. She looked and found a closet. She head Tawny giggle and a deep voice whispering to her as well.

"Come on, I have something to get to." Tawny said.

Candice finally saw the blonde in sight as she sat on the desk. "Oh shit." Candice whispered among herself as she saw the very familiar figure that was The Undertaker. He lifted up Tawny and placed her on the edge of her desk and spread her legs apart.

"What do you have to do that's better than making me cum Tawny?" He questioned cupping and caressing her breast. "What the fuck are these?" Mark noticed the flowers and now Tawny did too.

"I don't know." Tawny turned around. "Let me look for a card-?"

"Why so you can gush over you admire…please." Mark grabs Tawny and kisses her. Candice couldn't believe what she was seeing with her own eyes. She then reaches for her cell and began to records everything…Bingo.


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