"What are you doing?" I groan, pushing him away finally. "Jon, anyone could have seen that! We can't, not here, it's too risky." He groans, rubbing himself against me again and instantly making me regret being so harsh on him. "Think with your head, Courtney" I groan at myself. "Jon. I need to go. I've got a workout ringside." "I'm coming" he says quickly. "We'll just call it extra tuition if anyone asks. Please?" I groan but nod. "I just need to get changed" I say, kissing him softly before opening the door and running into my own locker room.
He's waiting in the corridor by the time I've finally pulled myself together. "Courtney" he says. "I was wondering, do you have time to help me?" I frown. He glances down the corridor and I get the message. There are people about. "Don't you get helped enough, Ambrose?" I ask, starting to walk away from him. "Nope" he says, following me. "Nice ass, by the way." I stop as Nikki, John, Colby and Joe laugh. I take a deep breath before turning around. "What do you want, Ambrose?" I ask. "I mean, exactly. Give me an idea here, ok?" "Well" he says, turning me around. "That ass grinding on me would sure feel good right now..." I spin around and slap him, harder than I meant to. He looks at me in shock at first, then smirks at me. "Feisty" he says. "I like that. Slapping too. I'm sure we could work that in somewhere. Where are you going?" "Ringside" I say, walking away from him, pushing the group of onlookers away. "Some of us have work to do."
"That freaking slap hurt" he whispers, dropping to his knees in the centre of the ring and doing fingertip push-ups next to me. "I'm sorry" I whisper, concentrating on my own push ups, not the way his muscles flex as he does his, or the way his baby blue eyes are focused on me. "I'll make it up to you, I promise." "Make what up?" Nikki asks, dropping into a plank next to me. I glance at Jon quickly as he smirks. He clearly saw her coming. "I slapped him kinda hard" I groan. "Assault isn't my thing." "Yeah" Jon pouts. "Gonna need to head to makeup to get the handprint covered before the show." Damn him. Nikki laughs. "Yeah" she says. "I guess you do owe him, Court. I reckon a nice candlelit dinner should cover it, what do you say, Ambrose?" "Booby Bella" he says grinning. "I don't do candles, unless they're for mood lighting, you know, which is what I guess this kinda will be. You're on, toots. You can pick me up at 10." "Huh?" I ask as Nikki's plank position collapses due to her laughing too much. "Why do I get the feeling I've been set up? You're gonna pay for this Nikki. Quit laughing and give me fifty. You too Ambrose." "I've just done a hundred!" he groans, looking up at me. "Fifty!" I yell, standing up and glaring at him. "Or I'll double it!"
I make them pay for an hour, being joined by various other stars asking for help during that time. Soon everyone is collapsed in the centre of the ring. "Damn Courtney" Hunter laughs, walking down the ramp. "You're not supposed to kill them you know?" I laugh as he gets in the ring. "Sign of a good workout" I say, shaking his hand. "Nice work guys. Same time tomorrow for anyone still breathing." I get out of the ring and run back to my locker room before Jon or Nikki can catch me.
When I walk out of the shower, wrapped in a towel and rubbing my hair dry, Jon is sat on the bench. "How did you get in here?" I ask quietly, not wanting anyone to hear. "Ways and means doll" he groans, walking over to me and quickly ridding me of my towel. "Oh fuck!" He kisses me hungrily, ridding himself of his shorts as he does so then walking backwards and leading me to the bench. He sits down quickly, pulling me onto his lap, both of us moaning into each other's mouths as he slides into me easily. We move together slowly, finally building up and moving faster as we both start to come undone. "Jon" I whisper. "I know" he whispers back. "Believe me Court, I know." He picks me up quickly, carrying me into the bathroom and kicking the door shut behind him. "Oh fuck" he moans, pinning me against the door. He puts me down quickly, turning me around and bending me over the sink. "Hold on tight" he warns. I nod and grip onto the sink quickly as he pushes into me hard. "Fuck Courtney what do you do to me?" he moans, moving fast. "I don't know" I moan. "Just fuck me Jon." "With pleasure" he groans, grabbing my hips and pulling me back onto him hard as he thrusts. "Gonna cum Court. Ah fuck, now!" He pulls me against him and trails kisses up my back. "Dear god woman, you're gonna kill me" he moans, panting hard. "Ditto" I moan, standing up and turning around to face him. "So" he whispers, kissing me softly. "About this candlelit dinner you owe me?" "Didn't I just pay that off?" I tease, kissing him back. He shakes his head quickly. "Nice try toots" he says. "You really think Nikki and John won't be in that restaurant tonight at 10 just coincidentally waiting for their meal?" I groan. "Our first date under duress" I groan. "How romantic." He smiles. "I need to go shower" he says. "I'm all sweaty. You gonna be backstage tonight, or ringside?" "Backstage I think" I say. He nods. "See you later" he whispers, kissing me quickly before heading out, leaving me to shower again.