After the training session of April just standing and watching Punk and Colt, Punk took her back to their motel room that they lived off of, the couch was free, but of course, he would sleep on the couch and give her his bed, he didn't mind, it was the gentlemen thing to do.
"It's not really a house." Punk said, "But we live off it…" He smiled, "Do you have any bags or anything?" He asked, noticing she had nothing.
"Yeah, they're still at my aunties, I don't need to leave from that house until someone buys it, but I guess I should just get used to this place anyway." She said, looking around the messy room, clothes everywhere, the smell of pure men lingering around.
"So, what did your mom and dad say?" He said, a slight chuckle leaving him as he sat down on the bed next to her.
"They weren't happy." She laughed, "But so what, I am… that's all that matters." She smiled.
"Good." He smiled, resting his hand on her upper thigh, "I'm glad you didn't leave me… I mean, us… ring of honour." Punk rambled.
April just chuckled at his adorable stuttering and panicking, he was too cute, "So… when's our next date?" She asked, turning round to him with a smile.
"You… you want to go out on another date?" Punk asked innocently.
"Yeah." April nodded, "I tell you what… come round to the house later on tonight." She smiled, standing up off the bed.
"I thought you said you want to go out?" Punk asked, standing up with her, walking with her to the door.
"Well we could, but I don't know… I feel like staying in, where it's just… the two… of us." She said slowly, looking up at him.
"April…" Punk said softly, he didn't want her to beat herself up about what he questioned her on last night.
"Don't let me down." Was all she had to say.
Punk watched her as she walked out of the room, shutting the door over behind her. He didn't know who was more nervous out of the both of them, it was clear what she was hinting to, what she wanted. He'd done this plenty of times before, but knowing she had never experienced anything terrified him, what if he disappointed her? What if she regretted it the next morning? He didn't want to hurt or disappoint her, but he always wanted to see her, touch her, feel her. He'd just have to plan it all out in his head.
April got into her aunties house and immediately started to pace, this was what she wanted, like punk said, her first time should be someone who she cares about, she cared about him, a lot. She was terrified though, she was sure he'd been with plenty of girls before, what if she didn't please him or live up to his expectations, she'd heard girls say the first time is actually sore and not enjoyable, what if they were right, what if it wasn't enjoyable. Of course it would be, she shook her head. It's him.
She knew she had to just brush all her fears aside for tonight and just open everything up to him, just the thought of him touching her body sent shivers up her spine. She was doing this tonight and that was it. She was going to be 19 soon, she wasn't waiting any longer. Plus, she couldn't think of anyone better to experience her first time with. Him. It was always him.
Later that night…
"Where are you going?" Colt quickly suggested as he watched Punk head towards the motel room door, "You smell nice." He twitched his nose at Punk.
"I'm just going out." Punk said, placing that dirty cubs cap on his head.
"Ahh… I know what's happening here." Colt wiggled his eyebrows around, "Old Punk boys hit the jackpot tonight!" He shouted loudly, getting the other guys attention in the room who became very interested all of a sudden.
"It's none of your business where I'm going." Punk said, looking at all of their interested eyes.
"We'll see you in the morning then." Joe winked as they all laughed.
"Ha… Ha… Ha…" Punk said sarcastically, glaring at them all and walking out as they continued to have their discussion about him.
He wouldn't lie, his palms were sweaty, he felt jumpy and jittery, he'd never felt this way before, he'd never been with a girl who'd never been with a guy in the past, he wanted this to be memorable for her, not to forget, something she could look back on in a few years and not regret it on when she done it and especially who she done it with.
He walked up the steps to the front door of the house, knocking on the door and noticing how fast she had came to the door. She was dressed in jeans and a 'Indy Wrestling' t-shirt that they sold at the shows.
"Hey." She smiled, nervously. Letting him in and shutting the door over.
Punk didn't know what he was going to do, were they going to just jump into it, or where they going to wait around for a bit. He turned back to her and caught her smiling to him.
"Why do you look so terrified?" She asked him, "You've done this."
"Yeah, I know." He nodded, "But not with anyone like you, plus… I don't know what you're expecting it to be like, I don't want to disappoint you." He said.
"I don't know what I'm expecting either. You won't disappoint me, you could never disappoint me." She said, reaching up and kissing him for the first time that night, bringing her hands up to cup his stubbly cheek, brushing her lips against his own, feeling him linger his hands around her body, til they finally met her ass, giving a light squeeze before he picked her up off the ground, her legs automatically circling his waist tightly.
"Are you sure?" Punk said, walking slowly over to the staircase, her still attached to him.
"I've never been surer." She nodded, reaching back for his lips again as he began to walk upstairs, slowly incase he tripped.
Once he reached the top, she almost got a tingle in her stomach, it was as if, they were upstairs now, they wouldn't be going back down until the next morning. He stood outside her bedroom and slowly opened the door, it wasn't exactly a challenge to keep her up in his arms, she weighed nothing to him, he was so used to slamming big, 200 pound guys to the mat, lifting her was a piece of cake.
He walked all the way into the room to the bottom of the bed, where he then let her down, staring deeply in her eyes.
"I promise, I'm going to make you feel so good." He whispered in her ear, leaning down and kissing her neck.
April just rolled her head back to give him better access, his words, his sexy tone in his voice, his actions were all enough to anticipate her and excite her, the feeling of his warm tongue trailing along her neck, sucking at her pulse point was already doing things to her that she didn't know she could feel.
She jumped slightly when he hooked his fingers to the hem of her baggy t-shirt, but then she relaxed again, letting him strip it off her.
Punk stood back for a minute and took in the sight of her upper body, her skin looked so soft, so touchable, he could tell she wasn't really fond him stopping and just staring at her body, but he couldn't help it. She was perfect.
"You're beautiful." He murmured, stroking her cheek softly, grazing his knuckles softly over her cheek and back down her arms, running them down her body until he was met by the start of her jeans.
April just looked at him as he felt him slowly unbutton her jeans, she knew things were getting serious.
"Don't look so scared, I'm not going to do anything you don't want me to." He said, he wouldn't pressure her like that, it wouldn't be fair on her, this was meant to be about making her feel good, not self-conscious and scared.
He zipped down the fly of her jeans and slowly pulled them down, crouching down on his knees til he got the jeans all the way to her ankles, leaving it up to her to step out of them. On his way back up to standing straight, he left a few kisses on her thighs and stomach, finally reaching his height again and capturing her lips with his. She was nearly there, two more pieces of fabric to be took off, and she was there, with him, not anything hiding her away, all of her, just for his eyes.
She did feel a little uneasy and paranoid that he was still fully clothed, so she eventually took the hem of his t-shirt and brought it up over him, running her hands up his powerful chest, a collection of newly tattoo's on his arms, the straight edge one tempting her to touch it.
Once his shirt was off, he picked her up gently and lay her down in the centre of the bed, carefully leaning over her, not squashing her but still, their bare skinned stomachs touching each other.
He reached behind her, watching her lean upwards to help him get behind her for the clasp of her bra, one flick of his fingers and it was undone. He threw it away in an instant, looking down at her body with a cheeky smile.
She knew she wasn't the biggest girl, especially when it came to her chest, but the smirk on his face when he took the bra away from her body seemed to put her at ease.
He gently rested his hand over her chest, gently sucking down on the upright peak, feeling her hands slide through his hair, a soft moan coming from her lips.
April rolled her head back on the pillow, she didn't know what she was feeling, but her mind went blank and all she could think about or see was Punk, even when she closed her eyes, his hands just felt so perfect on her. She'd never felt anything like this, or done anything like it, but she felt like her and Punk had been doing it for years.
Once he had paid enough attention to her upper body, he leaned back up and kissed her on the lips passionately, "I've wanted to see you like this since I first saw you." He said in almost a groan, a deep sensual tone to his voice, turning her on even more.
She felt his hand leave from tangled in her hair, roaming down her body and to the start of her panties when she automatically stopped his hand going any further with her own, was it a natural thing? She didn't know.
"I'm not going to hurt you, anything you don't like… tell me." He said with a brutally honest and concerned face.
April just nodded and let her hand fall to her side, feeling his hand flail inside her panties and cup the bare flesh, he felt her clench her thighs together, not really making it easy for him to move his hand, "Relax…" He said, still at eye level with her, the only thing down at her intimate are was his hand, his head still near her own, "Trust me." He said, leaning down and pecking her on the lips, feeling her relax her body. He parted her folds, eventually feeling how wet she was for him, he couldn't help the moan come from him when he felt it.
April couldn't stop her heavy breathing if she tried, she didn't know what any of this was going to feel like, so far it felt like it could give her enough to lose all control and this was only the warm up. She felt his fingers brush against her clit, letting out a loud moan, probably the loudest of the night, not even being aware she made it.
Punk continued for a little while longer, feeling around her, getting her used to his touch, realising she was beginning to let go of the nervousness and let all her muscles go, rolling her head back on the pillow and smiling, "Tell me what you feel." He whispered in her ear, watching her open her eyes and look up at him, "God… so good." She moaned, roughly pushing her lips against his.
Punk just smiled and began to shuffle down the bed after taking his hand away from her, suddenly being face on, in between her legs, lying on his stomach.
April just looked up at the ceiling as soon as she felt him hook his fingers to her panties, pulling them down her legs and throwing them across the room. She didn't know what he was going to do when suddenly, she felt a warm, wet, hot feeling down at core, making her stomach tingle and her mouth moan sharply.
She looked down and saw his head buried into her, suddenly she felt him pull her legs over his shoulder and then look up at her, "You taste so sweet." He moaned, swirling his tongue back around the flesh that was already wet enough for him in the first place.
"Phil…" She moaned, "Oh my g-god." She gasped, her hands automatically reaching down to him, running them through his hair for a grip on something.
She felt so good, every bone in her body was tingling with excitement and pleasure, she had no worries, no fears, all she had was all she ever needed, him. She felt him pull back for a few seconds, bring her back to normal life then sending her back into a world full of pleasure when she felt him insert a finger inside her. She had to admit, at first it felt weird but then he hit right on her G-spot and she moaned loudly. To top it off he went back to stimulating her clit with his tongue as well as keeping the pace of his finger inside her, he could tell just by feeling inside her that she was tight, maybe it was because she was nervous, he didn't know, but he didn't care either way.
"Phil… Please…" She begged, feeling the pleasure rise and rise in her, she could feel it, just building up, her body ready to just lose it, "Phil… oh god." She moaned, his tongue and lips still kissing around her clit area, whilst his finger continued to set her off, feeling like he could get her to reach her first release, he slowly eased another finger inside her, hearing another sharp moan in the room just like he heard when he added the first one.
April could barely think, she didn't know her own name, the build up… it was nearly there, like getting to the top of a rollercoaster and getting ready to drop. She dropped…
Punk watched her above as she arched her back and rolled her head against the pillow, screaming his name over and over again, giving him so much pleasure of it aswell as he felt her juices pour out for him.
All she could see was white flashes for a few seconds, her whole body shaking and tingling, she couldn't believe how good that felt, how real and pure.
Punk just smiled as he watched her look down at him, putting her hand on her forehead and dropping her head back down on the pillow with a pant.
Before making his way back up to her, he got rid of his jeans while he was it, leaving him only in his boxer shorts.
"Your thoughts?" He said, kissing back up her body.
Even just that made her shiver and tingle everywhere, it was unreal the way he could make her feel. If she knew how good it felt, she would have let him done it when he came on to her the other night.
"I… I don't know what to say…" She shook her head, having no words to describe it all, amazing didn't even come close.
"I want to know everything your feeling…" He said, pecking her quickly.
"There's no going back now is there?" She asked, watching him shake him shake his head.
She looked down at his boxers, already seeing how big he was. She didn't want this to hurt but she knew there was a good chance it would, at first anyway, she knew he knew it would too, but she wanted this, she wanted him like this and she wasn't going to back out now, not when they were this close.
"Let me see you." She whispered, looking up at him, running her fingertips across his chest. She sat up quickly to his sudden surprise and hooked her fingers inside his boxers, pulling them down and throwing them away like he done with her clothes.
She wanted to touch him, make him feel just as good as what he could, but not only did she not have a clue what to do or how to do anything, he had already began to settle in between her legs. She didn't know if he was going to fit, as stupid as she sounded, she took a deep breath and relaxed herself like he told her to not long ago.
Punk took his length and rubbed it up and down her slit a few times, knowing how much she seemed to enjoy it by her soft moans and jitters. He then eased slowly at her opening, feeling her arms stiffen and her hands grip on to his arms.
The further he went inside her slowly, the more he heard her get louder and louder, until he finally and quickly broke the barrier of innocence inside her, hearing a pained cry come from her that was caught by his lips, silencing her.
He ignored her wimpers for just a second to take in how good and right it felt to be inside her, she was so tight and warm, it felt amazing. He then turned his attention straight back to her, watching a tear roll down her eye to be caught by him.
"That's it…" He said calmly, kissing her forehead as he stayed still inside her.
April felt stretched, to say the least… but yet, it felt like she was filled with pleasure that she achingly wanted to start moving. She knew the worst was over and that it would start to pick up from here, so she said, "Move… make love to me." She said, looking deeply in his eyes as his forehead rested against hers for composure.
He done as she asked and began to move in and out of her, the pleasure, the tightness, the closeness of their bodies, everything about this moment was perfect for not only him, but her too.
The pain she felt soon faded and it turned to pleasure, even better pleasure than what she felt not that long ago, an everlasting feeling.
"God… baby, you're so tight." He moaned, reaching down and pecking her moaning lips quickly.
April for one minute just watched his expressions, he looked so sexy and the moans he was making as well as the faces were enough to make her moan herself.
Then she felt it again after another few minutes, that build up, the tingling in her stomach. It felt so good that she gripped on to shoulders for support, then dragging her nails down, round his back.
"I want to watch you, April." Phil moaned, picking his pace up slightly, watching her begin to moan louder in signal that she was close, just like he was. He was getting to that point where everything in his mind was vanished and it was only him and April in this bedroom that mattered to him. Nothing else crossed his mind. His eyes rolled back to his head from the pure pleasure he felt from being inside her.
"Phil… god… I'm gona. Make me…" She couldn't finish or even start sentences, her mind was in cloud nine as she finally felt a sharp release that she screamed out as it rocketed through her body, her nails digging into his back through no fault of her own, the feeling of love just taking over her body.
Punk wasn't far behind where he finally reached his climax, letting out a low toned groan while he clenched his fists on the bed that lay on either side of her head, the pressure of her closing in around him, as well as the sharp, loud moans coming from her just sending him straight over into a world of ecstasy.
Once they both wore off, the strength to stay leaning on his arms was too much and he rolled off of her and on to the other side of the bed, wiping his forehead whilst turning around to see her smiling to herself.
"That…" He started, taking the covers and covering their bodies, while moving closer to her and whispering in her ear softly, "Was the best sex I've ever had."
She just chuckled and turned to him, her body still numb from him constantly pounding into her, but yet feeling so good at the same time.
She rolled into his arms, tucking her head into his chest as he wrapped his arms around her tightly, she looked up at him eventually after the room quietened down from both their loud breathing. There was only one word to describe what just happened between them, love happened. She felt it, he damn well felt it and now, she decided she needed to tell him. She looked up at him, still looking sweaty and tired, she didn't look like Americas top model either, but she wasn't going to sleep until she told him, "I… I love you, Phil." She said, looking up at him.
That scared him, that someone so fragile, so precious, so beautiful would even consider loving a monster like him, but the feelings stood mutual. He'd never felt that way before whilst sleeping with a girl, to him… there was a difference between fucking and making love.
They made love.
"I love you too April." He said, without any hesitation what so ever, no regrets and no fear. He loved April Jeanette Mendez, he wasn't afraid to admit it.
Hearing they words back eased her and lead her to laying her head back down on his chest, letting her eyes shut over, feeling at peace with his body so close and bare next to hers. Tonight was a night, she would never forget. She didn't just break her virginity, but she done it with her first love, hopefully… her only love.
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