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Meanwhile…
At her newly rented apartment in Kentucky, Sam was sitting with baby Randy. She held him in her arms as she surfed through the TV channels. She stopped when she saw Raw was on. "Oh, look! Daddy's on, RJ." She said in a high pitched baby voice. As she gently rocked the baby Sam noticed that Randy was looking at someone in the audience as he posed on the ring post. She didn't see who it was, but she assumed it was someone with a clever sign. During the match, baby Randy fell asleep.
Samantha watched as Randy got out of the ring after his match. She saw him walk up to a familiar girl behind the barricade and kiss her. She gasped. "That bitch!" she shouted when she realized it was Riley. Baby Randy woke up and screamed as he cried. Sam tried to sooth the baby as she watched her husband ex-husband kiss the woman who stole him away.
Once baby Randy was asleep again, Sam put him in his crib to sleep as she packed a bag for each of them. She buckled RJ into the baby seat before she hopped in her car and drove. "That home wrecking slut is going to pay, RJ. We're going to get your daddy back." She said as she looked at the sleeping baby in the rear-view mirror.
Randy stepped on the RV with Riley on his back. He saw that the RV driver was ready to go to Nashville where Smackdown was being taped the next night. "Um. You can turn up the radio up here if you don't want to hear what's going on in the back." Randy told the driver as he made his way to the bedroom. Riley giggled.
Once in the bedroom, Randy gently laid Riley on the bed and stripped down. Riley sat up on her elbows and watched him. She would never get tired of seeing his body. When he was completely naked, he climbed on top of an anticipating Riley. He sucked and nipped at her neck; she moaned at the feeling. He slipped his hands under her t-shirt, but she stopped him. "Let me." She said with a whisper.
She stood in front of Randy and stripped slowly. Randy licked his lips; he was leaned back on pillows with one arm behind his head as he stroked his hardening member with his free hand. Riley enjoyed seeing his eagerness, but she still took her time; mainly because her jeans were too tight to be removed quickly.
She stepped out of her jeans; they were the last article of clothing she was wearing. Randy looked like he was going to explode early, so Riley slowly crawled toward Randy on the bed. She straddled his lap and leaned down, kissing him passionately. She pulled away from the kiss and lined his hardened cock up with her entrance.
She slowly sank down on his member and moaned loudly. "Fuck!" she moaned with pleasure. Randy gave here slow, smooth strokes, but Riley wanted more. "Harder…" she moaned. Randy shook his head. "No. I don't want to hurt you, baby." He said. Riley accepted his answer and enjoyed the moment.
He changed his angle and hit her sweet spot dead on. Riley threw her head back in ecstasy. "Just like that. More." She whimpered. Randy sped up a little; he was still apprehensive about hurting her. "Please Randy! More!" she begged. Randy didn't reply; he slowed his strokes, almost stopping completely.
Riley groaned and took control. She bounced up and down on Randy's shaft. "ohmygod! Yes!" she moaned as she threw her head back. "Stop, Riley!" Randy said. "NO!" Riley said. "I'll be fine." She said. She sped up as she continued to ride Randy's cock. "You're going to hurt yourself!" Randy said. He didn't want her to stop since he was so close, but he didn't want her to be hurt either.
Riley moaned loudly. "I'm so close, baby!" she said. Randy had to stop her. He tried his best to hold her hips still, but he his oncoming orgasm was making him weak. "Fuck! Me too, baby!" he moaned as he started his thrusts again.
"Shiiiit!" Riley moaned as she reached her peak. Randy's thrusts got sloppy as he filled Riley with his seed. Riley collapsed on top of him; she was out cold. "Shit." Randy said. He gently rolled her off of him. He went to the bedroom's door and poked his head out. "Take me to the nearest hospital!" he yelled to the driver. The driver nodded and drove off.
Randy turned his attention back to Riley and quickly dressed her in his t-shirt and sweatpants. He pulled on sweats and a t-shirt as well. He glanced out the window and saw they were turning into a hospital parking lot. Randy hoisted Riley over his shoulder and quickly walked to the front of the bus. When the RV came to a stop, Randy quickly got off and carried Riley to the ER. Nurses were waiting with a stretcher.
Randy explained what happened; the nurses looked at him curiously, but they made note of the incident and sent for a doctor. Randy just sat and twiddled his thumbs while he waited for a doctor to show. He was drifting off to sleep when he heard his name. "Randy Orton?" he heard. He stood and walked toward the doctor. "Can you come with me, please?" he asked. Randy nodded; he was nervous.
Randy followed the doctor to a room where Riley was lying on the hospital bed with a smile on her face. She was hooked up to all kinds of machines. She had on an oxygen mask, an IV was in her arm, and her heart rate was being monitored. Randy chuckled and kissed her forehead. "Are you aware of her condition?" the doctor asked. Randy and Riley nodded. "The same thing happened about six months ago." Randy said.
The doctor nodded as he took notes. "And before that?" he asked. Randy shrugged. "That was the first time we had been together." He said as he looked to Riley to answer. "It had never happened before I was with Randy." she said. The doctor was shocked. "Really?" he asked. Riley nodded. The doctor nodded and jotted more notes. "What about the time in between the six months?" he asked. Riley thought. "We weren't together during that time." She said. Randy nodded in agreement.
"So you only lose consciousness with him?" the doctor asked Riley. She nodded. The doctor made notes. "Would you mind if I ran some tests?" the doctor asked. Riley looked to Randy with concerned eyes. "What kind of tests?" Randy asked. "I just want to figure out what makes her black out; to find out if it's you that makes her black out or if it's her body rejecting an orgasm." He said. Randy squared his eyes at the doctor. "So basically, you want to watch us have sex while you take notes on it?" he asked. The doctor sighed.
"When you put it that way, it sounds perverted." The doctor said in an attempt to lighten the situation. "It is perverted!" Riley and Randy said at the same time. "I didn't mean to—" the doctor started. Riley cut him off. "Can I just sign the discharge papers, please?" Riley asked. The doctor sighed and nodded; he left to draw up the paper work.
Soon, nurses came to remove the IV, heart monitors and oxygen mask.
When the doctor returned, he felt guilty for the way he made the couple feel. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you. It's just that we have never seen anything like this here. It would be nice to know why you lose consciousness after sex. That's all." he said. Riley signed the papers and stood from the bed. "Have a good evening, Doctor." Riley said as she walked out. Randy followed her.
Riley was quiet during the walk back to the RV. She kept her distance from him and walked with her arms folded. Randy sighed and wrapped his arm around her waist; he held her tightly as they walked in silence.
Once on the bus, Randy told the driver to go back to the arena. He nodded and drove off. Riley went straight to the bathroom where she stripped down and got in the shower. She just stood under the hot spray and cried. She hoped the running water would drown the sound of her sobs. When Randy knocked on the door, she realized she was wrong. "Babe? Are you okay?" he asked behind the door. Riley sniffled. "I'm fine." She answered with a broken voice. Randy sighed. He knew she wasn't fine. He just waited patiently until she was ready to come out.
Randy stood when the bathroom door opened. Riley poked her head out. "Can you hand me my clothes?" she asked quietly. Randy nodded. "Here you go, baby." He said as he handed her the clothes. Riley retreated into the bathroom again when she had the clothes. Randy couldn't understand why Riley had become modest all of a sudden. Just two and a half hours ago, she had stripped for him. Now, it seemed like Riley didn't want Randy to see her naked. Randy just didn't understand.
He was snapped out of his thoughts when Riley immerged from the bathroom. Randy watched her as she cautiously moved around the room looking for something. "What are you looking for?" Randy asked. Riley picked up her phone and showed it to him. "My phone." She said hardly above a whisper. She sat on the edge of the bed and read through a few text messages from Dani and Theresa.
Randy sat behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. Riley quickly stood from his embrace. "Can you take me home?" she asked. "Um—sure. Yeah. I'll take you as soon as we get back to the arena." He said. Riley nodded and went to the front of the bus. She waited there quietly while Randy took a shower. By the time he had gotten dressed, they arrived at the arena.
Riley waited until the bus came to a complete stop before moving. When it did, the engine shut off and Riley quickly got off. Randy followed her.
"Riley! Riley! Wait up!" Randy yelled after her. Riley didn't slow down. She got to Randy's rental car and pulled at the passenger side door handle. The door was locked. When Randy finally caught up, Riley expected him to unlock the door but he didn't; he went to the passenger side and trapped Riley between his body and the car.
"What's going on with you?" Randy asked. "Nothing. I'm fine." Riley said. Randy rolled his eyes. "No, you're not! What's wrong babe?" he asked again. Riley was getting frustrated. "I said nothing, Randy! Just drop it!" she yelled. Randy sighed. "I'm not unlocking this door until you tell me what's going on." He said sternly. "Fine. I'll just find another ride." Riley said as she ducked under Randy's arms and marched away toward the arena.
Randy followed her. "I'm trying to help, Riley! I want to help you through whatever is going on with you! Just talk to me!" he yelled after her.
Riley groaned and turned to face Randy. "I'm tired and hungry and I want to go home! Just leave me alone, okay?" she yelled. Randy was confused. "Why? What could I have possibly done wrong this time?" Randy asked annoyed. "It's not you, Randy. It's me." She said. Randy went from annoyed to angry. "What the fuck is that cliché bullshit supposed to mean?" he asked angrily.
Tears started to fall from Riley's face; she sniffled and wiped her tears. "I'm a freak Randy! Don't you get it? I'm some malfunctioning freak who can't even have a regular orgasm without blacking out!" she sobbed loudly. Randy felt bad for her; he pulled her into his arms and held her tightly as she sobbed into his chest.
He stroked her short red hair. "You are not a freak baby." Randy said. Riley mumbled something, but Randy understood her perfectly. "I don't hate you. I love you with everything I have." He said sweetly. Riley pulled away from his hold. "Really?" she asked. Randy smiled. "Of course, babe." He said. Riley pecked his lips.
When they broke the kiss, Randy walked Riley back to the rental car. "Now, I can either take you home where you'll stay or I can take you home where you'll pack a bag and stay with me for the Smackdown taping tomorrow night. It's up to you." Randy said. "Oh, and I'm not unlocking the door until you answer correctly." He said. Riley smiled. "I'd love to go to Smackdown with you tomorrow." She said. "Good." Randy said with a sexy gravely tone. He kissed Riley passionately. When she whimpered for air, Randy unlocked the car doors and broke the kiss.
The drive to Riley's house was actually enjoyable. Riley was glad that Randy wanted her to be at the Smackdown taping. When they pulled into Riley's driveway, Randy didn't expect to go inside. "Are you coming?" Riley asked. Randy smiled and nodded.
"Can I get you something to drink?" Riley asked as they walked inside. "No, I'm good." Randy said. Riley went upstairs; dragging Randy with her. Randy fell into Riley's bed. He was exhausted. "Hey! Wake up! Help me find something to wear!" Riley demanded as she threw a pillow at him. Randy groaned and sat up. "Anything you wear will look amazing." He said. Riley grinned. "How about this?" she asked. "Perfect." He said without looking.
Riley laughed. "You might want to look at it, Randy." she said. Randy opened his eyes and propped himself up on his elbows. His eyes widened when he saw what Riley was holding up. "Hell no! Burn that thing!" he yelled. Riley laughed and tossed the purple John Cena shirt aside.
She walked over to Randy and straddled his lap. "Remember when I said that I want you to be proud to be with me?" she asked. Randy nodded. "Well, I want to make you proud, Randy. I want to look good for you at all times. That's why I want you to have some input on what I wear tomorrow." She said. Randy smiled slightly. "I understand, baby." He said. Riley smiled and pecked his lips. "So you'll help me find something?" she asked. Randy nodded and stood with Riley in his arms. She squealed.
Once in the closet, Randy put Riley back on her feet. "Really Riley? You expect me to pick from all of this?" he asked looking around the huge closet. "This is the size of my bedroom at home!" he said in disbelief. Riley ignored his comments and pulled out dresses. "What about this one?" she asked. Randy shook his head. "Too short." He said. Riley put the dress back. "This?" she asked. "Too low cut." He said. Riley sighed and put that dress back, too.
An half an hour later, Riley was flipping through dresses when Randy pulled one out. "I like this one." He said. Riley looked at him with skepticism. "But that's shorter than the first and it shows more cleavage that the other one." She said. Randy pouted. "But I like it. Just try it on." He said. Riley sighed and got undressed. She pulled on the dress, letting Randy zip it in the back.
"See? It's nice." Randy said. Riley smiled. "Okay. I'll wear it." She said. Randy went to leave the closet, but Riley grabbed his arm. "What about the shoes?" she asked. Randy groaned when he saw the walls of shoes in the closet. Riley laughed as she started looking for the perfect pair.
A/N: First of all, what the hell is Sam up to? Secondly, what do you think about Randy and Riley's reconnection so far? I love you for reading! Review for a sneak peek at chapter 12!