AUTHOR'S NOTE: Ohkay , here's the next chapter :D Warning: MATURE CONTENT . I don't know if it's all plausible , since my friend Danny (He's 21) helped me out and wrote a few parts of it , so bear with me please ! Xandman216 , your reviews always put a smile on my face :D I think Kristen will help out too , but let's wait and see ! And Bingobaby , I'm waiting to see what path they each take [: Hope you guys enjoy it [:

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Katherine Nicotra

Chapter 14: Solely Mine

ISTELLA'S POV-

I woke up in the middle of the night, trying to blink from my swollen eyes. I managed to open them, looking down from the couch to see Cody's sleeping form.

After talking to Kristen, and the return of Ted and Cody, I had argued until Kristen and Ted had agreed to take the only bed in the room. Cody, on the other hand, threatened to throw icewater on me if I didn't take the couch, and let him take the floor. I complied with his request, but it wouldn't have made a difference where I slept. I was having nightmares every night, and tonight was the worst night of all.

I decided to go for a late night swim, changing into a bikini in the bathroom. I tiptoed out, passing Cody's sleeping form on the way. He let out a little snort, and I smiled. He sounded so adorable, like a little kid.

I left the room silently, turning and heading for the pool. There was nobody around the pool. I jumped in and did a few laps, but my heart felt like a weight dragging with me in the water. I floated at the side of the pool, sighing. What could I do when Randy was being so distant? I couldn't keep on forcing myself into his life.

I swam around for ten minutes and then got out of the pool. I dried myself off quickly and dumped the towel in a bin. A flicker of movement out of the corner of my eye caught my attention. I glanced over, but there was nothing there. I shook it off and went back into the hotel. I took the elevator and frowned. I hated Randy, I hated him for affecting my emotions so much. As I walked to my room, dejected, I skidded to a halt, my eyes widening. Randy had been leaning against his hotel door, but I hadn't noticed until he moved in front of me. He crossed his arms and his eyes roamed downwards. I blushed, remembering that I was clad only in my bikini.

"Excuse me," I mumbled, looking down as I stepped around him. I was surprised to feel a hand on my arm, gently turning me around.

Randy stared at me hard, his eyes conflicted. He seemed to search for something in my face, and he tightened his haw, face resolute.

"Randy, what are you-" His lips claimed mine, ending my question. I felt all the heaviness and pain and confusion melt away as I kissed him back, our lips moving in synchronization.

His kiss was passionate, but there was an undertone of need. As we broke apart for air, his eyes bore into mine, two blue gems full of lust. He pressed his lips to mine once more, his tongue slipping into my mouth, tasting me. His hands were at the small of my back, slipping lower. Moving down, he stopped at my thighs, picking me up. I wrapped my legs around him, not breaking the kiss. I felt one hand move to my back , supporting me, and the other hand was gone. I pulled back, my hands around his neck, and realized he had opened his hotel door. He shut it with a kick of his foot. He moved his lips to my jaw, trailing hot kisses down my neck. I bit my lip to keep from moaning, trying to keep my head.

"Randy," I whispered, not trusting my voice. He moved so I was leaning against the wall, my arms around his neck and his hands on my bare back. "What are we doing?"

"What does it look like?" He said in a low, gruff voice, "Sex, no strings attached. I take care of your needs, you take care of mine."

"Oh," I gasped, unable to say anything else as he claimed my lips once more. I felt tears in my eyes. How could I tell him that I loved him when all he wanted was physical gratification?

I numbed my mind, succumbing to Randy's will. I felt one of his hands grab the string of my bikini top, untying it. Laying me on the bed, Randy threw his shirt off. He let my top flutter to the ground with his shirt. I could sense his dominance, his eyes roving my body as his tongue darted out to lick his lips. He laid hungry kisses down my neck, suckling and nipping at the skin, causing shivers to ripple through me as goosebumps erupted on my arms. He moved lower, and a moan finally escaped my lips. I could almost feel him smirk as he kissed me on my stomach. I moved my hands to cover myself a little, but he caught them by the wrists, pulling my hands over my head. His eyes met mine, lips in a small smile.

"Let me lead you, princess." I shut my eyes, shivering as I heard the pet name. His lips traced back to my own, and I whimpered as one of his hands slipped into my bikini bottoms, finding my sensitive nub. He rubbed it with antagonizing slowness, my hands twitching in his grasp.

"Oh Randy," I moaned, bucking my hips. Randy continued his slow torture, slipping one of his fingers inside of me. I sucked in my breath, Randy's lips brushing my ear.

"You missed me, didn't you?" I ignored the question, feeling the tension building in my core. "Tell me."

"I just whimpered and moaned, his fingers going faster. I bit my lip; I didn't want to tell him how much I had thought about him. I couldn't, it was too much. His hand slowed, giving me greater tension.

"Just tell me." Randy's voice was husky, and I opened my eyes to see him staring right into mine. For some reason, I saw more than just lust in his eyes, but I couldn't think straight. I squirmed as Randy slowed his pace further. A tear rolled down my cheek as I felt my frustration mount.

"I missed you," I whispered, shutting my eyes and turning my head so he couldn't see me cry.

"Say it again," he said in a low growl, his hand quickening.

"I want you, Randy. I missed you and I want you," I moaned, tossing my head back, arching my hips as the tension came to its peak. I felt his hand stop, and I opened my eyes, feeling sensitive to every movement. He removed his pants and boxers, hovering over me. Suddenly, he flipped around so I was laying on him. I felt the pent-up frustration inside, and looked into Randy's face.

Randy kissed me fiercely, my already swollen lips being claimed once more. I felt his erect member prod me, and then he slowly eased it in. I winced at the slight pain, but it went away fast. Though he was being so domineering, there was nothing about his current actions that showed it. He took the time to let me get accustomed to his size, and as he started to thrust, it was soft and gently, unlike his previous actions.

I groaned into Randy's mouth, trying my best not to cry as the reality washed over me. This was just meaningless sex, nothing more. Knowing this, along with my self-proclaimed love for Randy, made my heart twist painfully.

Randy quickened the pace, a low, guttural moan escaping from his lips. I realized as I came closer to climax that I didn't want t ending so soon. I tried to slow, but Randy caught on.

"Not so fast, princess," Randy said in his deep, gravelly voice, keeping up his pace. I mewled as I got closer.

"Oh God, Randy, oh my," I stared right into his eyes, feeling the first waves of climax. Randy clenched his jaw as he continued his thrusts.

"Fuck, Istella," He growled, before groaning. We both reached climax at the same time, my body falling limply on his as I let out ragged breaths. I heard Randy's irregular heartbeat, and felt his hands brush my hair aside, one hand on my back and the other caressing my cheek.

"Are you okay? Randy sounded tired, and I took a few breaths.

"Yeah," I whispered, feeling pain in my heart for the future, yet feeling pure bliss in his arms. His lips brushed the top of my head, and I didn't look up, keeping my head ducked under his chin. Randy stopped rubbing my cheek, grabbing my chin and forcing my gaze upwards. I stared into his eyes, which were a warm blue.

"Good... this arrangement could work out for us." Randy flashed me a small smile, and I nodded, trying to suppress my yawn, but failing miserably. "Not getting enough sleep?" Randy chuckled.

"Not really," I said, smiling ruefully. Randy's smile faded, and his face was one of concern.

"Why, what's wrong?" He sounded genuinely worried. That, coupled with his gaze, caused me to blurt the truth.

"Ever since I've been here I was too nervous to sleep. Now, after Sheamus's attack, I... I keep having nightmares that wont let me sleep. That's why I went for a swim," I whispered, shutting my eyes as I realized how much more vulnerable I had made myself.

"Princess, I'm here. Go to sleep, I'll keep away all the bad dreams." Randy kissed me on the forehead, and for some reason, I believed him. He kept his hand around me, letting go of my chin so he was cradling me to his chest.

I slowly drifted off to sleep, and for the first time in days, I dreamed of something other than Sheamus.

I dreamed of Randy, giving my mind pure bliss

I woke up an hour later, feeling chilly. Pulling my eyelids open, I saw the dim light of the bathroom coupled with the sounds of the shower. I sighed, stretching out and wincing at my sore muscles. I shut my eyes, hearing the shower shut off in the bathroom, and tried to fall back asleep. I let out a tiny squeal as I felt warm, damp arms on my waist.

"You have to stop sleeping in such provocative poses," Randy mumbled into my neck. I opened my eyes, vaguely admiring how gorgeous his glistening body looked. "Would you like round 2?" That caused me to frown. I pulled away from Randy, sitting up and covering myself with the bedsheets. He stared at me with a surprised expression.

"Randy, I don't want to do this," I spoke quietly. Randy smirked, his eyes glinting devilishly.

"That's not what you said a while ago." He sounded smug, and I rolled my eyes.

"I don't want to do this anymore."

"Princess, I wasn't the once screaming 'Randy' when we had sex," He said, amused. His nonchalant behavior bugged me so much that I wanted to throw something at him.

"Screw you," I said, glaring at him.

"Already have, and we both enjoyed it." I wanted to punch the grin off of his beautiful face, my hand twitching infitesimally.

"You know what?" I said, standing up and picking up my clothes. "I don't want to feel like a two-cent whore, okay?" I felt my breath hitch as tears burned my eyes. I pulled on the swim suit and gasped as I was turned around, facing Randy's burning blue eyes.

"You're not a whore. You're mine, love," Randy murmured, causing my stomach to flutter as he wiped my tears with his thumbs, "You and me, we belong together like this."

I felt a mix of comfort and despair, struggling to gain my voice.

"You may have my body," I said, voice trembling, "but you'll never have my heart."

Randy's eyes flashed, and I tried to understand the emotions within his mesmerizing deep pools. He leaned down, pulling my face to his and kissing me slowly, seductively. Pulling away, he stared right through my eyes, straight to my thoughts.

"You have no idea how right and wrong you are," he murmured. "Princess, I own more than your body, I have your heart and soul." I shivered at his husky whisper, hoping that he didn't realize the truth of his words.

"You're wrong," I said, voice quaking. Randy kissed me, his tongue tracing my bottom lip. I opened my mouth, sighing at the feel. Too soon, he pulled away, a smirk tugging at his lips. I hated the way he made me feel.

"Whatever you say," he slowly removed my clothes as he spoke, "I don't care what you think, as long as your solely mine."

"I've only been yours, nobody else's," I said bitterly. "You know that I wouldn't go to anyone else. You know that, and you use it against me."

"No, Stells, I don't. I don't know if you'll go to someone else. I don't use anything against you."

"I hate you, Randy. I really do." I felt a tear slip out, but Randy's lips brushed it away. Shying away, I looked at the floor.

"No, you don't." He pulled up my chin so I was looking at him.

"I need a shower," I muttered, moving away from his grasp. I felt relieved that he didn't stop me. As I closed the door behind myself, I let out a long, shaky breath. Was I really just destined to be Randy's... sex buddy? I flinched as I thought about it, but I shook my head. Brushing my hair with my fingers, I finally slipped into the shower. I shut my eyes as the hot water relaxed my sore muscles.

I opened my eyes in shock when a pair of muscled arms slipped around me, lips brushing my shoulder. I opened my eyes and finally did the one thing that would keep me from going insane. I leaned into Randy, letting go of my stress to actually enjoy the sensations I was feeling. I knew that my self-restraint had completely cracked.

"I must say, you're more sexy than usual when you're in the shower." Randy spun me around, his lips at my throat.

"Just shut up, Randy," I sighed into his ear. I let out a seductive moan, his hand drifting down, and I shivered as his teeth grazed my earlobe.

"Don't play with me, princess," he growled, kissing my lips hungrily. The last of my resolve cracked, and I smiled against his lips.

"Why not?" I murmured into his lips, snaking down as provocatively as possible. I looked at his face, and smirked at his surprised expression. A small part of my brain told me not to give in, but I ignored it, never taking my eyes off of his face.

I slowly slid my tongue out, tracing the tip of Randy's erection. He gritted his teeth, rolling his head as I kissed it gently, softly moving my hand along his length. He stared at me lustily, the shower spray running over his shoulders. Cautiously, I slid his erection into my mouth, taking a little more as I moved my head. I moaned as his had rested gently on my head. I continued my motions, looking up to see Randy groaning. Suddenly, I stepped back and exited the shower, wrapping a large towel around myself as I walked out of the bathroom, smirking as I imagined Randy's expression.

"You're gonna pay for that." I yelped in surprise as Randy ripped the towel away from behind me, pulling me to him and pushing me into the wall. His eyes glinted as he looked at me, and I bit my lip, looking into his eyes as he studied me.

I felt Randy's lips at my neck, and I shut my eyes as I relinquished myself to him.

He brought me to the bed somehow between kisses, and we stayed awake for a long time.

I woke up feeling sore, but oddly safe. It couldn't have been more than three hours since I had fallen asleep. I felt a pair of arms constrict ever so slightly around my waist, and I opened my eyes, looking up at Randy's face. He seemed amused, his eyes twinkling as his mouth turned up at the corners.

"Sleep well?" Randy's face stayed the same, but I heard something close to worry in his voice.

"Mhmm," I winced as I stretched my sore muscles. "I didn't have any nightmares." I smiled a little, and Randy chuckled quietly.

"Well, I didn't really give you too much of a chance to have any dreams, did I?"

"I suppose you're right," I said, feeling happy. I hadn't felt so blissful and content in days. I felt a horrible knot twist in my stomach as I bolted into a sitting position. Everyone would be wondering where I was.

"I have a cover story, relax princess." I could hear the enjoyment in Randy's voice as I showed my obvious worry. What was I going to tell Cody, Ted, and Kristen when I entered the hotel room at ten in the morning? An unnecessary irritation caused me to snap at the smug Randy, who was now sitting up as well, his eyes moving over me hungrily.

"Could you stop staring and tell me?" I heard the annoyance in my voice, but Randy seemed immune to my bad mood, his eyes meeting mine as he smirked.

"You could ask nicely, you know."" Randy reached over the edge of the bed and pulled up my clothes, dropping them on my lap as he grabbed a pair of boxers.

"Or I could beat you up with the hotel lamp until you tell me," I huffed as I slipped on my clothes under the sheets. Randy laughed.

"Trust me, that wouldn't hurt. You have a choice, princess, and I suggest you listen to my advice and ask me nicely." Randy's smirk was now a full smile as he looked at me.

"I'd rather jump off a cliff," I snapped as I stood up and walked to the dresser to see if I was as bruised as I felt.

"Now that's not very nice," Randy said, leaning against the headboard, clad in boxers.

"What makes you think your plan's so great? Are you the world's smartest jackass or something?" I growled angrily as I pulled my fingers through my tangled hair.

"Here," Randy said, going into his bag and pulling out a hairbrush, tossing it to me. I grabbed it, trying to ignore Randy's grin. "Well I think I'll just go to the gym now, since there's nothing I can do here." I brushed my hair until it was smooth again, concealing a smile as a plan came to mind. I walked silently behind Randy, slipping my hands around his back and moving them up to his chest. He straightened up over his bag and turned around, a curious look on his face. Taking advantage of his momentary shock, I shoved him onto the bed, climbing on top of him and straddling his lap.

"Randy?" I said in a soft, seductive voice. I felt him stiffen as he gazed at me with the same curious look. "Could you tell me your plan, please?" I moved my hands down his chest, moving forward until my lips were inches from his, my eyes locked on him. His hands slipped around the small of my back as I gazed at him.

"Well, I thought you could tell everyone you went for an early swim, but that can wait..." He trailed off, his lips moving closer. I slipped out of his grasp and darted off of the bed, laughing as I backed away from the frozen Randy.

"I don't think it can wait," I said cheerily, turning and walking to the door. I let out a small squeal, Randy tugging me back and facing me towards him.

"You can't leave without a little present." Randy kissed me suddenly and fiercely, his hand knotting through the base of my hair as he pulled me closer. My head spun as he softened his grip. Too soon, he pulled away. "Now you can leave." He was smirking as I blushed.

"FIne, bye," I mumbled, me hand on the doorknob.

"Oh, you'll pay for the stunt you just pulled, by the ways," Randy called as he walked back into his room.

I left the room swiftly and walked in the direction of the pool. Keeping my mind as blank as possible, I reached the mostly empty poolside. I jumped in, swimming around for five mintues until I cleared my head.

These past few days had been a tumultuous roller coaster, and I didn't know what to think anymore. As I stepped out of the pool and dried off, I wondered whether I was losing my mind. I closed my eyes, suppressing a shiver as I remembered what he had said: "I own more than your body, I have your heart and soul." What did he mean? He couldn't possibly know the feelings I had for him... could he?

My oh my ... I like where the story leads after this [: It got SO much easier to write , in terms of ideas coming into my head . I personally have a friend that calls me his sex buddy and wants to actually make me his "official" sex buddy , so I feel empathy towards Istella [x Thanks for reading , next chapter will be up soon !

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"You don't get it!" Randy burst out, pacing back and forth in front of me.

"Then explain it to me! I'm right here, I'm listening." I did my best to keep my voice level, feeling aggravated.

"I can't. I can't explain anything." Randy faced away from me, and within a second he was in front of me. He put one hand on my hip and another on my cheek. "This is as good as it can..." ...