After a long night of partying, the morning seemed to have arrived a lot earlier than expected in the snow-capped mountains, especially for one very hung over Randy Orton. He squinted his eyes as the sun's rays shined brightly through the window shades, practically causing him to go blind. He sat up slowly, examining the room he was in, causing some confusion to relay through his thoughts. He looked at where he was and briefly shook his head, finally realizing where he had slept last night.
Surprisingly, he had ended up falling asleep on the master bathroom floor, a place he surely hadn't expected to be. He furrowed his brows as he stood up from the floor and looked around. Nothing seemed to be out of the norm except for the fact that there was his blanket and pillow lying on the floor. He noticed that all he had on were a pair of baggy grey sweatpants and a pair of white ankle socks. He looked around for his other clothes but they were nowhere to be found.
Rubbing his eyes with his hands, he took a deep breath and sighed, deciding to leave the bathroom and go downstairs to find out from somebody how in the hell he had ended up sleeping in there.
He creaked the door open slowly, seeing that there were two people sleeping in the king sized bed before him. Curiously lifting his head to see who had more than likely gotten it on together last night, he identified the two people sleeping peacefully in each other's arms. Shaking his head and half smiling, he wasn't all that surprised when he saw John and Torrie's faces just barely above the covers. He was about to yell as loud as he could just to be an ass and wake them up, but seeing as how he had a throbbing headache and his stomach wasn't feeling too good, he'd just save it for another time.
Quietly opening the door, he inched his way out of the bedroom and shut the door behind him, quickly making his way down the stairs and to the kitchen where he thought that he might find some ibuprofen and an energy drink to wash it down. But as he turned the corner into the kitchen, he spotted the one person he truthfully didn't care to see, that is, until he noticed what she was wearing; actually, what she wasn't wearing would be more appropriate.
He stared at her dazed and almost mesmerized, his shaft throbbing with excitement. He couldn't help but gaze at her attire; a pair of pink laced panties and one of his flannelled button down shirts. 'Wait a second. Why is she wearing one of my shirts?' He thought to himself for a split second but was short lived as he licked his lips, seeing as though her long luscious legs had nothing to cover them, except for a pair of tan slipper boots, helping to expose her legs' preciousness to the world. She wore her wavy blond hair down, covering her neck which Randy desperately wanted to devour with kisses at the moment.
But right when he started to envision what she'd look like without that shirt on, she turned around and caught him staring at her, catching Randy off guard as she just stared at him with narrowed eyes. "Morning." She said curtly as if she forced herself to say it, turning her attention back to the coffee that she was pouring into her mug.
"Morning." He answered back as he made his way over to the refrigerator and pulled out a Red Bull, still trying to peak at her pink laced panties that were barely visible underneath of his flannelled shirt. He shook his head after capturing a fine picture of her ass, grinning internally as he closed the fridge door and leaned up against the granite counter top. "So…I really like that shirt you're wearing….where'd you get it?"
Stacy rolled her eyes and walked past him as she sat down comfortably at the kitchen table, taking another sip of her coffee. She knew that he was just being an ass on purpose which she tried desperately to ignore, however, it still got to her. "I took it from your bag last night, that's where."
Randy just smirked, knowing full well that he was getting under her skin. Nevertheless, he didn't care as he walked over to the kitchen table and sat down directly across from her, looking deep into her eyes. "Well, you know….that's technically stealing."
Stacy just sneered back at him, growing more annoyed by the minute. "Actually, it's technically borrowing…and besides…what are you gonna do? Arrest me?"
He grinned and couldn't help but chuckle inside; she could always make him laugh no matter what, even if she didn't mean to. He peered down at her chest, noticing that her shirt was unbuttoned just far enough to give him a pretty decent view of her tempting cleavage, sending naughty thoughts through his mind as he blurted out something that certainly caught Stacy's attention. "Well, if I had a set of handcuffs on me we wouldn't just be sitting here, I can tell you that much."
She felt her center heat up immediately as those words left his lips, causing mixed emotions to come over her. She stared at his bare pecks and abs, admiring his muscular physique and broadly built shoulders. It strangely turned her on inside; however, it also just made her all that much more annoyed with his cocky and arrogant attitude. "You're pathetic."
Randy just smirked back at her and knew for a fact by her short response that he had sparked a flame inside of her, regardless if she wanted to admit it or not. "Why? Cause you know it's true?" He asked as he sat back and took another sip of his Red Bull. Stacy looked disgustedly back at him with her mouth slightly ajar, about ready to respond back with a lashing insult, that is, until Aly and Lindsey came strolling into the kitchen before she was able to utter it.
Aly's eyes widened as she saw the two former lovers sitting across the kitchen table from each other, surprised at the fact that they weren't at each other's throats at the moment, at least, they probably would've been if her and Lindsey hadn't walked in. "Morning you two. Did you guys sleep well?" She asked, trying to break up the awkward situation.
"Um…not really. I somehow ended up on the bathroom floor in John and Tor's room which, to tell you the truth, wasn't all that comfortable." Randy responded which caused Aly and Lindsey to briefly giggle.
"The bathroom floor? Why didn't you pass out on one of the couches or something?" Lindsey asked as she poured herself a cup of coffee and joined him and Stacy at the kitchen table.
"Well to be completely honest, I was so wasted last night that I can't remember anything after like…12:30. So…I guess at the time the bathroom floor was my best bet." He answered her question as Aly sat next to Randy.
"Me and Grant crashed in the room upstairs all the way back in the corner." Aly commented as she pointed with her finger to the floor above them, even though it didn't help at all to figure out the position of it. "You know which one I mean?"
Lindsey, Randy, and Stacy all looked at each other and then back at Aly with slightly amused faces on. "Um…yeah. I know what you mean." Stacy answered sarcastically.
Aly just giggled at herself and took a sip of her coffee. "Well anyways….it was actually a really awesome room. It was so freakin' quiet up there surprisingly."
"Really? For who? You guys? Or whoever was next-door listening to you two bang all night?" Randy inquired half sarcastically and half humorously. Stacy and Lindsey just giggled as they waited for Aly's answer.
Narrowing her eyes at Randy and punching him in the shoulder, she falsely smiled back at the other two as Randy sat there and chuckled, rubbing his sorely bruised arm. "Ouch! That wasn't fair. It's too early to get beaten and plus I have a hangover. It's against the rules to punch a wounded guy."
"It's too bad I don't care." Aly smiled.
Randy just shook his head and grabbed his Red Bull while standing up and looking back at all the girls. "Alright, I know when I've been insulted. That's cool." He said while pretending to take it the wrong way, even though his grin gave his fake attitude away.
"You're such a dumbass Randy." Lindsey laughed as he smirked and began walking towards the hallway.
"Whatever. I'm gonna get some Advil and cure this fuckin' headache and now piercing shoulder pain I have. Have fun without me." He chuckled as he strolled down the hallway, leaving the girls at the kitchen table to just laugh at his stupidity and humor.
"So Stace? What uh….what's the deal with you two sitting here all alone together before we came in? Hmm?" Aly inquired with raised brows and a mysterious grin plastered on her face.
"What? Nothing. We were seriously sitting here for like a minute before you two showed up. And thank god you guys showed up when you did cause I was seriously about to kill him." Stacy answered as she rolled her eyes and looked out the window.
Aly and Lindsey looked at each other and then back at their longtime friend. "Or fuck him…" Lindsey inputted as Stacy spun back around to meet both Aly and Lindsey's 'we-know-that-you-have-a-secret' face.
"What? Are you kidding me?" Stacy asked, clearly seeing that her friends knew her way too well. She couldn't even keep a secret anymore without them somehow finding out.
"We know that you guys are still in love with each other Stace; despite the fact that you both act like you hate one another." Lindsey stated.
"Um...first of all, I'm not in not in love with him anymore. And secondly, he's just a straight up asshole. The only person he thinks about is himself and I wasn't happy when I was with him."
"You're such a liar Stacy. I can see it in your eyes. You are still in love with him…and I know for a fact, as one of your best friends, that you were more than happy when you were with him. Actually the happiest I'd ever seen you in all the years I've known you, which has been what? Since…elementary school?" Aly noted as she repositioned herself in her chair.
Stacy just sat there amazed that Aly and Lindsey were able to read her like she was a freaking book or something. Everything Aly just said was true. And the tough part was, Stacy knew it, no matter how hard she tried to deny it. Her thoughts soon turned to the events they shared last night in the guesthouse, the picture of him placing hot juicy kisses all along her neck, rubbing her center as she wrapped her arms around his neck and whimpered at the blissful waves that passed through her body.
Aly could tell that something was on Stacy's mind; her facial expression said it all. "You two did something last night, didn't you?"
Stacy's attention was soon put back on Aly as she looked at her with widened eyes. "What? Where'd you come up with that stupid idea?"
"Stace, I can read you better than I can read myself. Which is sort of scary…" She admitted while sort of giggling. "Something happened between you two last night. And DON'T tell me otherwise cause I can tell when you're lying."
Stacy knew right then and there that she had been caught. How could she ever think that she could hide something that prominent from her best friends? They practically lived to find out these kinds of things, even they could admit that.
Half smiling and not even uttering a single word, Aly and Lindsey recognized her answer right away. "Ahh! I knew it!" Lindsey remarked as her and Aly started laughing. "Oh my god! Oh my god! What'd you guys do?"
Stacy just chuckled at her friends' enthusiasm and simply shook her head. "I can't tell you guys right now. I'll just inform all you guys when we go hit up the slopes later."
"Ahh! I'm so excited to hear what happened." Lindsey giggled as her and Aly high-fived each other on their psychic teamwork. "You know what? We should become like human lie detectors or something for the FBI."
Aly and Stacy just laughed at their friend's joke as they sipped on their coffee and waited for the rest of their friends to awaken, seeing as how the day was young and there was a whole lot of fresh powder to be skied on, and juicy secrets to be told as well.
Later…
Unfortunately since Randy had suffered his coma and John had just finished recuperating his broken leg, both guys had no choice but to stay at the house as all of their other friends went to the resort to hit up the slopes. But it didn't disappoint them all that much, since they had a bunch of weed to smoke and plenty of pool to play.
"Dude, this sucks we can't board." Randy commented as he took a shot at one of the balls on the pool table. "I mean, there's so much fuckin' powder out there just waiting for us to rip."
"God, I know! I'm so fuckin' pissed!" John agreed as he finished taking a drag of his tightly rolled blunt and scanned the table to pick the perfect shot. "And you know what really ticks me off? I won't be able to use the new board my parents bought me for Christmas. I mean it's like brand fuckin' new and I can't use it."
"Nah, I get what you mean bro. But hey, at least we have all this weed right?" Randy laughed as he inhaled the herbal drug.
"Right." John concurred as he closed one of his eyes and shot. After watching the ball roll to the other end of the table and knock another one of his balls in, John looked up at Randy and gave him an 'I-know-you-have-a-secret' type of face, similar to the one that Aly and Lindsey gave Stacy earlier.
"What?" Randy asked as he looked back confusedly at one of his best friends.
"So…do you have anything you want to tell me? Or is the story 'bout you and Stacy a rumor?"
Randy peered back at his friend with a guilty face and just shook his head smiling. "What all did you hear?"
"Ahhh shit! You did tap that ass last night! Ahhh! My boy!" John hollered as he pounded fists with Randy, making not only Randy but also himself laugh. "So wait. Did you two actually fuck? Or did you guys just like…hook-up?"
Randy just took a sip of his Corona and lime, shaking his head and briefly smirking as he swallowed his beer. "I just fingered her. But honestly dude, it sucked cause if it were up to me we would've gone even further but she just seems to hate me so much that not even sex is gonna help me out of this one. I seriously have no idea what the fuck I'm gonna do anymore man. She hates me."
John finished chalking up his pool cue and looked over at Randy. "Dude, I think you're wrong 'bout that. From what I've heard from not only Tor but Stacy herself, she's still completely in love with you bro."
"I don't know about that man. But what I do know is….that when you see somebody you love so much resent you more than anything in the entire world, it hurts a little bit more than you'd originally think." Randy responded as he took another sip of his beer and looked down at the table to line up his next shot.
John honestly didn't really know what to say as he stood there and mustered up the only thoughts that transferred through his head at that moment. "Well, all I can say is…you two should just sit down and work this shit out amongst yourselves cause seriously dude, it sucks seeing both of you fighting and arguing when everyone knows that you two are obsessed with each other deep down. Plus bro, I know you aren't stupid enough to let a fine piece of ass like that go without a fight. Am I right?"
Randy just laughed and shook his head. John always knew how to lighten up someone's mood whenever they were down, especially when it came to his guy friends. "I don't know dude. I mean, if she doesn't realize how much I love her by now then….what the hell's the point in trying anymore?"
"It sounds to me like you're giving up man. Is that what you've become? A quitter?"
"What are you like Coach Foster or something John? Givin' me pep talks now?" Randy slightly chuckled as he shot the ball and missed the pocket.
"Well somebody's gotta point out how big of a dumbass you're being by givin' up on a girl like Stacy so easily." John retorted as he looked directly back at Randy.
Randy peered back at him a little confused, but almost immediately after, knew exactly why John had said that. He glanced out the window and took a sip of his Corona, recognizing the point that John was trying to make. He turned his attention back to his friend and nodded his head. "You're right man…..I can't give up on the best thing that's ever happened to me…no matter how impossible it might seem."
John smiled and nodded his head back in agreement. "Good. Cause I was gonna say dude, if you gave up on a sexy girl like that…..you don't have a dick at all and are a disgrace to mankind."
Randy just laughed at his friend's comment as he watched John try and hit one of the balls in while laughing uncontrollably. "Don't worry bro. Mankind has nothing to be concerned about in that department. Believe me."
John chuckled as he shot the ball in the pocket. "Oh! One more ball left pussy!"
"Is that what you said to Torrie last night?" Randy asked jokingly as he leaned himself against the side of the pool table.
John just continued to laugh as he took a drag from his blunt. "Dude, you're such a faggot."
"Yo I'm just saying….I think when I was half in and out of consciousness last night in your bathroom, I heard you yell that out but….seeing as how you don't have any balls that doesn't really make any sense." Randy uttered making John cough on the weed smoke.
John just threw his head back and laughed once he had gained his breath. "Yo! I've got two balls man! I assure you! Ask Tor!"
"Alright dude, when they get back I'm gonna ask her and you can't talk to her before it either so it's a fair answer okay?" Randy grinned as he stuck out his hand in an attempt to make a deal. "Deal?"
John chuckled and nodded his head. "Deal." He said as he shook Randy's hand and sealed the arrangement, laughing at how he and Randy would do this all the time even though it was pointless and stupid.
Later that night…
"Lindsey! Turn this up girl!" Torrie yelled from the large hot tub outside where pretty much everybody was situated at the moment, except for of course Stacy and Lindsey who were inside fixing margaritas for all the girls.
"Oh my god! I love this song!" Aly shouted as Lindsey turned up the volume of Patron Tequila by the Paradiso Girls on the outdoor speakers. "And isn't it a coincidence that we're drinkin' margaritas?"
Everyone slightly laughed at her comment since in the song it talks about sipping on margaritas. However, all the guys weren't too excited about the song since it was so girly. "Turn this shit off! Put on some good music in there!" Troy hollered with his beer in hand.
"No! Keep it on!" Torrie retaliated as all the guys just grunted and threw their heads back in defeat since they knew that Stacy and Lindsey weren't gonna change it. "It's on shuffle anyways dumbasses so…it's not like it's all girly songs."
"Whatever Tor. Whatever." Jesse said as they waited for the song to end and hoped desperately for a better song to come on.
"Here's the margaritas!" Stacy chanted as she walked outside with a tray of mango flavored margaritas.
Randy's eyes immediately grew wider as he scanned them carefully over Stacy's attire. His mouth practically started to water as he peered at her voluptuous breasts that were barely covered by her sexy yellow bikini top. But his search didn't end there. He licked his lips as he watched her smooth long legs that he adored so much straddle the side of the hot tub as she entered the hot steamy tub. Her naval was exposed as he observed her fit abdomen and her tight round ass. His groin immediately began to ache as he admired her unrelenting and almost indescribable goddess like beauty.
She looked like a supermodel, wearing her wavy dirty blond hair down, her black eyeliner and mascara accentuating her beautiful coffee brown eyes, and her smile that seemed to last for days on end. Randy was completely mesmerized by her exquisiteness; practically drooling from his mouth. How could he have ever let this incomparably gorgeous woman go? He wanted nothing more than for him and her to jump out of the hot tub, run upstairs, and make passionate love to one another until their bodies hurt too much to go on. He felt like he was going completely crazy and was about to explode as it seemed that she was purposely teasing him by wearing this skimpy irresistible yellow bikini.
"Oh my god! These are so fuckin' good!" Katie commented as she finished sipping on her delicious margarita. "You two are certainly the designated margarita makers." She said, referring to Stacy and Lindsey.
"Yeah they are pretty good aren't they?" Stacy asked, gloating about their successful mixed drinks.
"Let me have a sip." John demanded as he grabbed Torrie's drink and sipped on it. "Damn, those are pretty fuckin' strong."
"Would you like one John?" Lindsey asked as she looked back at him anxiously.
"Yeah John. Would you like to be one of the girls and have a mango margarita?" Grant asked in a sarcastic girly voice which made everyone laugh pretty hard.
"Shut the fuck up dude." John chuckled as he brushed off the comment that his friend had made.
"So what'd you guys think of Kyle's buddies last night?" Jesse asked as he took a sip of his beer and looked around at everybody in the hot tub, waiting for somebody to make the first comment.
"I thought they were all a bunch of dumbasses personally." Grant stated as he rested his arm around Aly's shoulders.
"Yeah, they were like way too cocky and just seemed to be a group that Kyle wouldn't normally hang out with. But hey, everyone has a choice to be friends with whoever they want so…" Aly elaborated as she drank her margarita.
"Nah, I agree. They were real weird dudes but they weren't all that bad. Like Greg and Cal were pretty chill, at least, when we were upstairs playing pool but…that's just me." John said as he rested his hand on his girlfriend's leg since she was seated comfortably on his lap.
"Yeah but I gotta tell you one thing, that Kevin guy? Wooo. He was pretty hot. I'm not gonna lie." Lindsey uttered as she looked over at Stacy. "And you got to make out with him too. Why was I so stupid to win that fuckin' game? I should've lost on purpose."
Everyone kind of laughed at Lindsey's comment, except for Randy whose blood began to boil as soon as he heard that faggot's name. He just took another sip of his Corona and lime, trying hard to distract himself from the rekindling memories from last night.
Stacy briefly looked over at Randy, noticing that the subject of the conversation was getting under his skin. But at the moment, she didn't care if it was or not. She could tell by the look on his face that he was jealous and irritated by the fact that her and Lindsey were talking about Kevin's good looks. But to tell you the truth, even though Kevin was pretty hot, Stacy couldn't help but still think that Randy was even hotter.
Her center grew a little bit heated when she noticed the steamy water clinging softly to his ripped muscular pecks and abs, as well as his broad strapping shoulders and his large strong arms that made her feel safe anytime she was wrapped within them. And to her surprise, it wasn't the hot bubbling water that was making her center wet; it was him.
She immediately looked away from him, attempting to not draw any attention to herself since she had practically been staring at him for ten seconds. But her eyes soon found themselves locked back on him again, gaining a slight feeling of butterflies in her stomach when she caught a glimpse of his smile after they had changed subjects in the conversation. But as soon as she had begun to envision his lips roaming over her entire body, Katie had asked Stacy a question.
"So when did you go to bed last night Stace?" Katie inquired.
"Uhh like 1:30 I think." Stacy said as she took a sip of her mango margarita. "Me and Cara (Kyle's friend) cleaned everything up so…"
"Thanks for doin' that Stace. I appreciate it." John stated as he looked at one of his longtime friends.
"Oh no prob. Plus it was good that I did that cause honestly, if I had just gone to bed, I probably would've had the whirlies really bad and would've thrown up so….I was really doing myself a favor too." She responded as everyone laughed and nodded their heads, some of which had had the whirlies last night themselves.
"Well I'll tell you one thing…I should've helped clean up too cause as you all know, last night wasn't my best night of partying, that's for damn sure." Randy commented which caused everyone to laugh even more since everybody had heard about his mysterious bathroom sleepover.
"God, I didn't think you were all that drunk last night either. I mean, granted I was drunk too but…you weren't slurring your words as bad as I thought you would've." Aly stated as she noted her opinion on Randy's unexplainable night.
"Well shit, I'm telling you what…I'm already beginning to feel this tequila. Wooo!" Lindsey remarked as she finished off her margarita.
"Damn girl! You drank that fast!" Torrie pointed out with a shocked but more than amused face.
"What can I say? They're my favorite drink." Lindsey responded which made everyone laugh as the snow began to fall just a tad bit harder as the stories and comments continued on throughout the cold wintry night.
One hour later…
"Yo, I can't stay up any longer. I've gotta go to bed." Troy said as he looked at the last two people remaining in the hot tub besides himself.
"Dude, don't be a pussy. Have one more beer." Randy antagonized as he watched Troy climb out of the hot tub and tip toe through the snow over to the door.
"I wish I could bro but I honestly can't. If I have one more beer I'll be completely wasted." He stated truthfully.
"Good night Troy." Stacy smiled as she gave him a little wave.
"Night Stace. Night faggot." Troy said while laughing as Randy quickly formed a snowball from the built up snow on the side of the hot tub and threw it hard in Troy's direction. Luckily, Troy had shut the door just in time before he was pelted by the hard ball and just laughed at Randy through the glass door.
After Troy had flicked Randy off and had vanished from sight, Randy turned back around to finally realize that he was alone with Stacy in the hot tub. His heart began to beat a little bit faster as he looked across the steamy water at his former girlfriend. The snow began to fall harder, accentuating the silence that had formed between them.
But being the charismatic, enthusiastic guy that he was, Randy decided to speak up and say something before he burst. "So how the hell did this come to be?" He asked, referring to Stacy and himself ending up alone in the hot tub with one another.
Stacy just simply shrugged her shoulders and looked back in his direction. "I don't know. You tell me."
Randy slightly chuckled to himself, noticing how hard she was trying to put up a wall at that moment. But he was almost positive that he could knock it down as quickly as she had put it up. "You seriously wanna know what I think?"
Stacy looked back at him with narrowed eyes but not with a frown, unexpectedly with a slight grin. "Yeah I do."
Randy smiled back at her and leaned forward to tell her his little theory. "Alright. Well….I personally believe that you told everyone to go inside and pretend to go to sleep so that you could have me all alone to yourself out here."
Stacy couldn't help but giggle inside at how wrong his theory was; but surprisingly, she was also giggling at how cute he was being at the moment, almost as if they were in the stage of when you flirt crazily with the person you like right before you get together with them. However, she had to set him straight about his irrational idea. "Umm…first of all, you couldn't be more wrong. And second of all, what makes you think that I would want to get back together with you? Do you not remember anything I said last night back there?" She asked, pointing in the direction of the guesthouse.
Randy's smile soon faded away as the conversation started to take a serious path. "Well yeah I remember….You told me that you were too scared to love me….and…that you weren't in love with me anymore…..I mean, how could I forget something like that? Hearing the one person you love more than life itself tell you that they don't love you back….I honestly don't think anyone in their right mind could forget that kind of pain."
Stacy didn't even know what to say as she felt tears beginning to develop in her eyes after catching a glimpse of Randy's heartbroken face. Her heart sank as she saw the look of defeat and sorrow sweep over him; a look that she had rarely ever seen. But she wouldn't let herself get caught up in this awkward situation again. She couldn't take the pain and ache anymore; feelings that had soon become an everyday thing.
"I can't do this right now." She spoke just above a whisper as she looked away from him with her head down, trying to avoid him from seeing the tears that were welling in her eyes. She immediately stood up from her seat and began to walk towards the side of the hot tub in an attempt to exit. But before she was able to leave, Randy stood up in front of her and halted her departure. "Randy, let me go…..I know what you're trying to do and it's not gonna work."
Randy placed his hands on her hips and moved his body closer towards hers, pressing his chest tightly to her barely covered breasts. He lowered his head down closer to hers, his lips just centimeters away from her own. "What am I trying to do?" He asked quietly, although he knew exactly what she meant by her previous comment.
Stacy's center immediately began to throb, sending little jolts of pleasure running through her lower region as he used his fingers to play delicately with her bikini bottoms. Her heart started to beat a tad bit faster as he moved his hand deeper under the yellow fabric between her legs. Almost subconsciously, Stacy lightly pushed him down so that he sat on the submerged hot tub bench behind him. She slowly spread her legs and placed them on either side of his hips, sitting down on his lap and straddling his waist; a position all too familiar for both of them.
He caressed her ass cheeks with his hands, growing more and more heated by the second. Her look of lust and desire that spread eagerly across her face sent butterflies fluttering uncontrollably throughout his stomach. She almost hesitantly wrapped her arms around his broad neck, colliding her voluptuous breasts against his chiseled pecks in the process.
They both closed their eyes, listening intently to the sound of their pants and breaths against the cold winter air. They could feel the steam of the hot tub water clasping to their bodies; creating an even more erotic and avid setting. Gradually, almost as carefully as the wind had been blowing that night, Randy leaned forward and pressed his lips to hers.
But unlike the aggressive, tongue-twisting kisses that they were so used to receiving from one another, this one was different; much more different. It was slow and passionate, his lips gliding patiently against hers like it was their very first time. Stacy had missed his soft precious lips upon hers. She had missed his dizzying kisses that caused her to forget about all of her problems at that moment and to focus in on the bliss that she was currently encountering on her lips. No other guy had ever made her feel that much pleasure from a simple kiss; especially not from one as effortless as this one.
Tears almost instantaneously began to form in the corners of her eyes as she felt the everlastingly burning love for him returning to her heart. She felt like a little school girl again, shyly kissing the boy she had had a crush on for what had seemed like forever. But not wanting to end this romantic and sultry kiss because of her tears which had begun to fall, Stacy continued to press her lips against his as waves of enjoyment spilled throughout her body.
Randy worked his lips against hers as delicately as possible, enjoying every single moment that he had with her securely in his arms. His heart began to race as the butterflies in his stomach fluttered faster than ever before. But when he felt a cold wet tear fall upon his cheek, he pulled back from their alluring kiss and looked directly across at his ex-girlfriend. She immediately put her head down, not wanting to let him see her cry. But expectedly, Randy lifted her chin back up so he could meet her gaze.
Although her tears cascaded down her face, her milk chocolate eyes were still brilliantly accentuated by her black eyeliner, allowing Randy to examine just how beautiful they really were. She locked her eyes on his as they stared into one another's for a brief moment or so, almost talking to each other without words. "Stace…….what's wrong?" Randy asked with a concerned and slightly confused expression plastered on his face.
She looked back at him like she had had something on her mind for quite a while, something that didn't seem to be too good or too bad. "I…..I um….I lied to you Randy."
Randy stared back at her a little puzzled, wondering what in the hell she could have possibly lied to him about. "You lied to me? About what?" But before she was able to utter out a single word, he automatically began to start guessing without even giving her a chance. "Justin? Did you lie to me about not going out with him or something? Is that it?"
Stacy just looked back at him disappointedly. Here he was already jumping to conclusions once again which is exactly what made her break up with him in the first place. "What? Are you really gonna be an asshole and go there right now?" She asked with a disgusted face.
"Well what the hell else am I supposed to think Stacy when you say that you lied to me about something? I mean, I automatically assume it's about him since that's pretty much where all of our problems have started from anyways." He spoke honestly as he stared back into her eyes.
Stacy just shook her head and looked away, growing angrier by the moment as he sat below her with his hands still resting on her hips. "God Randy…...that's exactly the reason why I broke up with you! You always just assume that whatever I do, or say, or think or whatever…has to do with Justin or some other guy you think I want to get with…..You just always think that I'm gonna go out and find another guy and want to be with him rather than you and I just don't get it! Why do you always think that I don't wanna be with you Randy?! Huh?! Why?"
"Because I'm never gonna be good enough for you!" He shouted with anger as he slid his hands off of her waist and looked away, causing Stacy to sit on his lap completely shocked and stunned that he had just said that. She honestly didn't even know what to say, her voice stuck in the back of her throat. His eyes stared off deep into the dark winter forest, trying anything he could to not gaze back at Stacy's or else she might see that there were tears beginning to well in his eyes.
But with no luck of his attempted avoidance, she saw the watery glaze form over his blue orbs. She hesitantly placed her hand upon his heaving chest, hoping to somehow regain his attention back to her. "Randy, why would you ever think something like that?"
He turned his head back to face her, peering deeply into her doe brown eyes that made his heart skip a beat every time he saw them. He tried desperately not to show the tears forming in his eyes, but for some reason it just seemed highly impossible. He swallowed hard as he took a deep breath and opened his mouth, deciding at that exact moment that he had to tell her absolutely everything on his mind, no matter how much it might hurt her, or even hurt him.
"Stace…….To a guy like me, whether you know it or not…..you are…the perfect girl…..I mean you're……you're intelligent, you're funny, you're caring….and you're easily the most gorgeous, sexiest, hottest girl I've ever seen in my entire life…..and um….when I first started going out with you….I um….I knew that I wasn't the only guy who thought those same exact things about you…..and to be completely honest, I didn't like the fact that I wasn't the only guy…..and when that whole fuckin' thing happened with Justin back at Jefferson…..it only made me feel all that more certain that I just don't deserve an incredibly beautiful, loving, popular, easygoing girl like you……I mean you know you can have any guy you want with the snap of your finger and……..I think that's what bothers me the most….I've realized that with all great things comes a price, and with something so great and wonderful as you….the price is a lot more than I can afford sort of speak……what I'm saying is Stacy…..even though I'm helplessly in love with you and I'll never stop loving you……it'll never be enough…..my insecurities and jealousy will just keep holding me back from focusing completely on my love for you and……..you deserve something more than that Stacy….you deserve the best and only the best…..not somebody like me."
With her mouth slightly ajar and her eyes filled with sorrow, Stacy sat upon his lap stunned and confused, having absolutely no idea that he really cared for her so much as to think that she was the 'perfect girl.' One moment she was swarmed with happiness and bliss knowing that he loved her so deeply; but the next instant she felt almost guilty in a way for bringing him such pain and hurt. But what really gave her the shock of her life was that he truly thought that he wasn't good enough for her; he thought that he didn't deserve a girl like her and that he couldn't compete with all the other guys that clearly gave her attention.
Heartache consumed her as she looked back at his sorely wounded face, a face that made her heart sink deeper than it and ever gone before. But she couldn't let him think that about himself, she wouldn't let him think that. He was good enough for her. In fact, he was the only guy that she ever wanted. He was the 'perfect guy' in her eyes; a guy that clearly loved her more than she would ever know which is exactly what she desired.
She placed her hand softly on his cheek and turned his head slowly back around to face her. She looked at him with sympathetic and saddened eyes, finally deciding that she had to clear this up once and for all. "Randy……to me…you're the perfect guy…." Randy was shocked at her comment as he listened in more intently while she continued, "…and….it hurts me so badly to hear that you don't think that about yourself….that you think that you'll never be good enough for me…but Randy….you're the only thing in this entire world that makes me entirely happy….I mean…when you were in that coma…."
She paused as she attempted to wipe away the tears that flowed rapidly down her cheeks, "…I was so scared and terrified that I had lost you forever and….you have no idea how terrible of a feeling it was to see you laying there on that bed…..I've never been so scared in my entire life and….I really realized then and there that my life without you isn't worth living at all…….I mean, you're my everything Randy….you're caring, and loving, and funny, and incomparably sexy…I mean, you're so wonderful inside and out….and….you're the only guy that I want to be with Randy…..I want to be with forever and you know that I love you more than anything….you don't need to be jealous or insecure when you're with me Randy…you should know that I choose to be with you and you only…….I could never be with another guy besides you…….I love you with all of my heart and I want you to trust me on that…..god Randy, I just love you so much…..I love you so much."
At that moment, she had felt like every single ounce of love she had for him had spread all through her body, causing a combined feeling of regret, love, passion, sadness, desire, and lust to sweep over her. She hated the time they had spent away from each other over their break-up, resenting each other the entire time and disregarding all of their feelings towards one another. They had missed each other for so long and finally they had put everything out on the table which is exactly what they should've done in the first place.
Randy glanced preciously back at her with watery blue eyes, finally experiencing the joyful and irreplaceable feelings that had been lying dormant for so long. His heart felt like it was going to pulsate out of his chest as he cupped her face with his hand and caressed her cheek with his thumb, wiping away some of the wet droplets that left her inexpressibly dazzling eyes. "How did I ever get so lucky finding a girl like you?"
Stacy almost instantaneously wrapped her arms around his strong neck and leaned her forward against his, closing her eyes and enjoying the pleasurable feelings that not only flowed through her emotionally but physically as well. "But if we're gonna try and make this work, you have to promise me something."
Randy smirked as he listened to her angelic voice puncture the cool night air. He gripped her ass cheeks a little bit tighter, already sure that he was going to come through with her request no matter what. "Anything."
The snow started to fall a tad bit harder, the air seemed to grow a little bit colder, but their heartbeats remained the same as Stacy took a breath and spoke barely above a whisper, "You have to trust me."
He grinned sweetly back at her, knowing now that she had assured him that there was no need for him to be jealous or insecure or scared anymore, he was finally able to completely trust her one hundred percent. "I will trust you Stacy."
Stacy smiled girlishly; giggling as he brought her body closer to his, if that was even possible. "Promise?"
With an even bigger grin than before, Randy brushed his lips against hers and whispered in his soft but masculine voice, "I promise." And with that, he closed the distance between them and placed his lips on hers.
And without any hesitation, Stacy ran her hands through his short brown hair and grabbed the back of his head aggressively, deepening their hot sultry kiss. Expectedly, Randy was the first to slip his tongue into her mouth, causing brief moans to leave Stacy's clearly distracted lips. She had missed his exquisite assault on her lips, but had missed his assault on her entire body even more which is exactly what they were about to get into in a moment.
He slowly moved his hands up her body and over her shoulders, successfully untying her yellow bikini top which he instinctively tore off of her toned fit body and tossed it on the snow-covered deck. His aggression was unquestionably turning Stacy on as he detached his lips from hers and trailed them slowly down her neck towards her exposed perky breasts, capturing her hardened nipples in his mouth.
Stacy pleasurably threw her head back as he continued his assault on her chest. Her loud whimpers and gasps from the torture he was bestowing upon her made Randy's manhood just all that much harder at the moment. He caressed her other unoccupied breast delicately as he soon repaved his trail of butterfly kisses over her shoulder, up her neck and back to her appetizing lips.
Her center began to throb uncontrollably as she gracefully grinded her hips against his, witnessing firsthand the enormous bulge in his white board shorts that was clearly growing larger by the moment. She flirtatiously smiled against his lips as she soon broke away from their enthralling kiss and got up from his lap, standing before him completely topless and staring at him with a look that would attract any man. She pleasingly ran her hands down her body and under the bubbly water, removing her unwanted bikini bottoms.
Randy almost lost it as he watched her toss her bottoms over the edge of the hot tub and onto the snowy deck, landing closely to her previously discarded top. His mouth had practically dropped to the bottom of the tub as he stared at her captivating beauty, admiring every single curve and shape of her preciously fit and evenly tanned body. Totally mesmerized by this gorgeous woman before him, Randy managed to slip off his white board shorts and discard them as well, grabbing Stacy's hand and leading her to straddle his waist once again.
After a few more sweet romantic kisses, Randy pulled back and gazed deep into his girlfriend's eyes, sending her a signal that Stacy could surely never forget. She looked back at him intriguingly, preparing for what was about to come next. He placed his hands on her hips as she wrapped her arms tightly around his neck. Without any hesitation or uncertainty, Randy slid his large cock into her center, causing both of them to moan insistently.
He maneuvered himself skillfully inside of her, treating Stacy to sensational waves of ecstasy and passion all over her body. He moaned louder as her walls contracted tightly around his shaft, resulting in identical waves which passed through his body. He held her hips closely, loving the way she was rubbing her hips against his as she whimpered loudly and gave him sweet little kisses on his cheeks and lips, trying anything to distract herself from screaming with pure pleasure.
Her peak was soon nearing as she felt the sensations spreading wildly throughout her lower region. She rubbed her hips against his a little bit more forcefully, which was soon met by more vigorous thrusts from Randy. He pumped himself faster and harder, feeling the orgasm begin its ascent. They both simultaneously closed their eyes as the enjoyably intruding waves consumed their hot bodies in unison, causing loud whimpers and moans to leave their lips as they hit the climax of their orgasm. Passion, elation, and ecstasy filled them as they grinded and thrusted a little while longer until they had assured themselves that they had achieved one of the best orgasms either of them had ever experienced.
Attempting to catch her breath, Stacy rested against his body and hugged him tightly, never wanting to let go of this extraordinary guy before her. "I love you Randy."
"I love you too Stace," He responded while planting soft butterfly kisses along her neck. "And you know what else I love?"
Stacy giggled as his kisses soon began to tickle her. "What?"
Randy smirked when he heard her giggle, adoring the fact that he could always make her laugh. He continued to devour her neck in kisses as he leaned up to her ear and whispered, "I also love fact that there's an empty bedroom on the other side of the house where nobody can hear anything from."
She immediately pulled back from his grip and looked back at him with a surprised but intensely intrigued face. Her mouth had dropped but her smile hadn't faded, still finding herself getting turned on by his sexy bad boy ways. She flirtatiously pushed his shoulder as he held onto her hips securely. "Randy, why are you always so bad."
"I guess I can't help it." He smirked back at her as he gripped her hips a little bit tighter and looked deeply into her gorgeous brown eyes. "And I guess I just can't help this either!" He shouted as he stood up with her legs wrapped firmly around his waist and started exiting the hot tub with her attached.
"Randy! It's too cold! No! Randy!" She hollered but laughed at the same time as he ignored her complaints and got out of the tub, carrying her in his arms over the cold snowy deck and into the large mountain house where they headed upstairs towards the empty bedroom which was soon going to become occupied by not only their bodies, but loud moans and whimpers as well.
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE R&R!!!!! THANK YOU GUYS!!!!! AND SORRY IT WAS SO LONG LOL
