I wake up to Phil pressed against me from behind. I trace his glorious tattooed arm as gentle as possible, the feeling of his skin almost non-existent on my finger tips. I bite my lip, suppressing a moan as I feel his morning wood, strong and prominent against my butt and the back of my thighs. I can feel myself getting wet. I quietly get up and gather my things to take a shower. I needed a release, so I played with myself while in the shower, and it took a while as I don't usually do it in there. The images I had imagined were so read, I moaned kinda loud a few times, especially at the end, forgetting that he was right out the door. I find it hard to stifle myself at the end of each of my "sessions".

I finish up and head into the room with just a towel on. I gather some clothes I had forgotten, and head back into the bathroom to change. I never noticed Phil on his bed, pretending to be asleep. He had licked his lips upon hearing me moan in the shower a few times. I'm almost done drying and brushing my hair, shaving my legs and under arms, lotioning up my body, and all the other annoying things that go with being a girl. I hear a groan, Phil must be up now. If only I knew just how UP Phil really was. I finish brushing my teeth. I walk out of the bathroom and I see Phil sitting up in his bed, breathing deep with his eyes closed. I see a few tissues on the bedside table, maybe he had a sneeze attack? I have them sometimes, so I understand the aggravation with them.

I sit on the edge of the bed, prepared to put my shows on when I feel arms hold me from behind and lips start to kiss my neck. I gasp out as I press back against him. I turn my head to give him more room. He keeps kissing and gently biting around my neck, then something happens. He nibbles on a part of my neck and shoulder, I shudder and moan out loud, "Oh god Phil" I'm wet and pretty much aching right now. I'm about read to give in and ask him to just do me already, when he stops. I whimper as he just holds me for a few minutes. I'm shaking and oh so horny. He lets go, gets up and finds some clothes. I notice his boxers have quite a big bulge and I giggle a tad. He is about to walk into the bathroom, when he stops and clears his throat, causing me to look up at his face, "You've got the bed this time. I'll take the shower." He says and I'm about to nod, then it hits me. I glance at the tissues, then back at him, I blush and reply with an "Ok". He just smirks and takes some stuff in the bathroom with him.

As soon as I hear the water running, my hand is down my pants, stroking my clit. Try to stifle my moans, but I'm hardly ever completely successful. A few usually escape me in the end. For a second, I wonder what it's like to have a vaginal orgasm. I've never had one, hell, I never even play with my vagina, just my clit as it is so damn satisfying. I'm always tempted, but I get too nervous. I even have a pink vibe that I bought a while ago, but have not used it yet. However, it is great as a clit stimulator. It gives me the most amazing orgasms. I bite my lip as I reach into the bottom of my bag, pull out the vibe, turn it on ad hold it onto my clit. I practically scream out as I start to buck against the vibe. My breath coming in short pants. I imagine Phil expertly using his tongue, instead of the vibe on me. I arch my back after just a minutes. I moan out loud, before I can stop myself, "Oh fuck Phil" I cum hard! I'm laying on the bed, shaking. I rest for a few minutes, then hurry to clean myself and my vibe up. I store it back in the depth of my bag, and pull my clothes back on, that somehow were shed during my little solo sexcapade. Just as I lay back on the bed, Phil comes out in just boxers. My mouth goes dry as I stare at his damp chest. He just chuckles and pulls on a pair of jeans and one of his many Ramones t-shirts on. "Ready to get breakfast?" He asks, pulling his jacket on and getting his stuff into his pockets. I nod at him, pull my hoodie and hat on. I stuff my wallet and phone in my jeans pocket. I have a WE THE KINGS belly shirt on in support of a good friend of mine, Travis, among the rest of the band.

I tell Phil about the band a bit more as we walk to the rental car. We've talked about our friends and stuff like that before. We get to the arena with our bags of gear for tonight. We separate and I head to the Divas locker room as he heads to the mens. I put my stuff in a locker, keep my hat on, while taking off my hoodie. I put away some things in the locker and head out to catering. I don't see Phil yet, so I just grab a plate and get some food. I put a few fresh strawberries in a bowl, some scrambled eggs on the plate, a few pieces of sausage, and a piece of toast. I grab 2 plastic forks, a bottle of cold orange juice, and claim an empty table. I put my hoodie on the back of my chair, I had brought it with me just in case.

I start to eat leisurely and eventually completely zone out. More than a few minutes must have passed because I hear, "Hello, you ok babe?" From Phil. I smile at him, "Yea, I zone out a lot." I say and notice his plate has all healthy things on it. I glance back at mine with a sigh. I'm such a fat ass. I'm gonna work out as soon as I'm done. "Babe, you should eat before it gets cold." I hear Phil say. I smile at him and take a bite of sausage link. "Mmmmmmm" is all I say. Followed by, "I love sausage." Then blush as I notice Phil's smirk, "Sausage huh?" He asks and I shake my head, "You're such a pervert." I playfully scold him. He just laughs and we continue to eat, conversation flowing easily as usual.

I finally finish and throw my garbage away. I kiss Phil and we go our separate ways for now. Today is the last day in Japan, then it's back to the states. I love Japan, but I'm so ready to go home. I take my stuff to a gym that's a few blocks away. I text Phil, telling him where I am, change into some work out clothes, and start stretching. I have my head phones in, hopefully no one will bother me. After I stretch out a bit, I make my way over to a treadmill. I notice Chris Jericho waving at me with a smile. I return the smile and wave, then start pounding away on the treadmill. I never notice Dean watching me intently, licking lips with lust clear in his eyes. Since I have music blasting in my ears, I hear no one around me. Including the scolding Seth is giving to Dean right now.

"Dude! If Phil had walked in just now, you'd be a dead man!" Seth exclaims, shaking his head. Dean sighs, "I know man, I know. But I can't help it. It's like, whenever I'm around her or texting her, my body betrays me." Dean admits and scowls as Randy just hugged me. Randy and I start talking casually as we both jog on treadmills. Seth looks towards Dean's line of sight and laughs. "Well you need to get over it. Her and Phil seem happy. I like her too, but I'm not even gonna attempt it. And why are you scowling at poor old Randy?" Seth asks, amusement clear in his voice. "I don't like Randy being so close to her. He's not the nicest guy around. I just don't want her to get hurt, that's all." Dean defends himself.

Seth laughs, "You're in denial Dean. You like her and you don't like that she can get close to other guys, like she did you." He confronts Dean. "Yea, I suppose you're right. I just can't stop thinking about her. I don't know what to do." Dean again admits. "You need to let it go. She's happy, and I don't wanna see her hurt either. Plus Phil's finally smiling again and not brooding everywhere he goes, what happened, you guys use to be good friends?" Seth asks.

"We still are. He's just mad at me right now. He kinda caught me flirting with her." Dean explains and Seth shakes his head with a sigh, "I like her too, ya know. I just won't flirt with her and have Phil ready to take my head off like he wants to do to you." Seth says with a smirk. I turn off my machine as does Randy. I climb onto the pull up bar while Randy grabs some weights from a rack and starts curling next to me. I glance at him and bite my lip when I notice Phil next to him, silently doing the same thing. I bite my lip as I watch Phil's muscles glisten and strain with his workout. I hear talking and glance over at Dean and Seth discussing something. I turn back to Randy as we continue talking about horror movies.

A couple of hours later, I just get out of the shower and am drying off in the bedroom. As I get on jeans and a random WWE shirt, Phil walks in. He had already taken a shower earlier and went to do a minor media thing. I throw some stuff in the bag, stuff I had taken with me earlier and had retrieved, like my wrestling gear, and take out my workout clothes. Phil does the same thing. We walk hand in hand back to the car. We put our bags in, get in, and he starts driving.

My phone rings, I look at the caller I.D. and squeal as I answer it, "TRAVIS!" I yell. Me and Travis start talking for a minute or two. I hang up a couple of minutes later and Phil is quiet. "Um, you ok?" He glances at me then quickly back to the road and sighs. "Yea, I'm ok. Just a jealous jerk as usual."

I laugh, "Phil, Travis is a good friend of mine, he even has a girl friend that he's been wanting to propose to. I'm not even attracted to him. I love him like one of my brothers as I do with the whole band." I try to explain. Phil looks at me, then back to the road again, "I know babe. I'm trying not to treat you like, "her". It's just hard not to doubt sometimes." Phil admits as he parks and cuts the engine. He pulls me onto his lap. I lay my head on his broad chest and whisper that, "I'm not her". He lifts my head up to look at him and claims my lips in a passionate kiss.

I moan and start to writhe on his lap. We break apart, breathless. He holds me tight against his chest and whispers, "I love you" I look up at him in shock, my heart beat speeds up. My eyes tear up a bit, "Really?" I manage to choke out. He nods and wipes the tears trickling down my flushed cheeks. "Yes kitten, I love you so much. I've never felt a connection like this before, so immediate, so strong. I know it hasn't been that long, but I also know that I love you so much, my kitten." He admits and I smile amidst my tears, he's been calling me kitten very recently. He says I sometimes remind him of one.

"I love you too Phil, so freakin much" I whisper and start to kiss him. Within just a few short moments, I'm grinding on him just a tad as he kisses me so passionately, it takes my breath away. He start kissing and nibbling on my neck, my response is immediate, "Oh Phil!" I practically scream as he works his mouth on my neck. Slowly , almost agonizingly slow, his mouth kisses and nibbles all across my neck. He feels me grinding in slow circles and as he hears me scream out his name and continue to moan a bit, he pulls back with a bit of a smug smirk. I bite my lip, panting with a flush. I don't even want to feel how wet I am. I catch my breath and notice how hard he really is. I lips my lips in anticipation. "I'm ready" I whisper to him. His hand stop stroking my hair, where it had been for the last minute or so. He looks at me, surprise written all over his face. "Are you sure baby?" He had to be sure he wasn't just hearing things. He also didn't want any mistakes or regrets in this relationship. He had liked her for so damn long, and when he finally managed to catch her, he had promised himself, to would try to be nicer or more attentive, and just generally different than he had in his past relationships. So far, so good.

I nod with a blush, "I haven't been able to stop thinking about it all week." I admit, "Please don't make me wait any longer." I grow bold and purr in his ear. He growls and starts to bite and suck on my neck. I bite my lip and close my eyes. He continues sucking on one spot and as he starts to caress my inner thigh, I gasp and start to tremble in need. He stops and looks at the mark he made on my neck with a smirk, "There! Now everyone will know you're all mine." He says and laughs at my still dazed look. He looks around the steamy car and curses, "Fuck! I got a bit carried away. We'll finish this later, you're all mine tomorrow night. But as for now, walk it off." He teases and scoops me up in his arms and just holds me. I heard what he said, but I just whimper a few times. I'm so fucking worked up, I'll never be able to concentrate. "Shh. It's ok baby, it's ok. I know honey. I know." He says, stroking my hair, hoping to calm me. I just tremble and whimper.

We had finally gotten out of the car and into the arena. We kissed and went our separate ways for a bit. I walk into the Divas locker room and put my bag in a locker closer to the back. I'm not really in a good mood right now. It's fun kissing and touching Phil, but I was so turned on! I sit on the bench and take a few deep breaths. "Stupid fucker. I swear if I was a guy, I'd have blue balls right about now." I mutter and hear giggling. I turn my head in surprise, I thought I was alone as it had been pretty silent. I see the Bella twins. I turn my body, straddling the bench to see them better. "So why so moody? Phil not putting out or something?" Nicole asks. I blush and cough nervously, " We haven't exactly..." I trail off and I see their eyes widen. "Wow! Why aren't you giving him the goods?" Brie asks this time. "I wanted to get to know him before the sex came into play. We both needed to be sure, but well...Let's just say I'm getting impatient." I finish with a blush. The twins laugh, "You guys are gonna get freaky." Nicole says then adds, "Here, take my cowgirl hat, so you can ride him like one." I blush so hard as someone that I don't see, comes in. "I know what on top means, I've seen porn." I snap playfully. They laugh as someone approaches us. I look up and instantly scowl as Eva Marie smirks at me, "I can't believe you haven't slept with Punk yet. I can't blame him though, I mean, why would he want someone like you, when he can have a real woman, like me?" Eva taunts and I immediately look down and stay silent as I hear the twins bitch and yell at her. I take my gear out of my bag, put my bag in the locker, slam it shut, startling the other three next me, and walk out silently, leaving the twins looking at me confused and Eva smirking triumphantly.

I find a bathroom and change into my wrestling gear, then walk out. I walk around the back stage. Stretching out my muscles, silent like I use to be before Phil helped me out of my shell. I just walk around aimlessly, replaying the few conversations Eva and I have had in my head, over and over, driving my insane. I hear Phil's voice around the corner, talking on the phone. "Yea...ok. I'll see you soon. Love you too, bye hun." I over hear Phil finish the phone call and my eyes widen. I feel my throat closing up. I close my eyes tight and try my damnedest to choke back a sob.

Who the hell was he talking to like that?

was he cheating on her, after the way they had opened up to each other about cheating?

Find out this and more in the next chapter.

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