"That was incredible!" April said for what seemed like the thousandth time.

"I know! You've only told me about 20 times now." AJ smiled, opening the car door for her.

"I have never seen anything like that before!"

"I can imagine. I remember my first WrestleMania." AJ sighed, sliding into the driver's seat and leaning his head back on the head rest, closing his eyes briefly.

"Tell me about it." she asked, truly interested.

Not for the book. But, selfishly for her own reasons. She wanted to know about his aspirations and his dreams, reaching them and dreaming, in general.

"You want the book version or the Allen Jones version?" he asked her, his blue eyes shining through the darkened car, piercing her own.

"No, the AJ version. The Allen Jones version. Whatever you wanna label it. I wanna know not for some stupid book, but for me. I wanna know how it felt. How it felt for you." she snapped back, a little snappier than she intended.

"And before you say anything, even if some of this ends up in the book, you for one have final say. But, for two, know it was for my own selfish reasons first and foremost." she continued.

He looked at her, the feistiness catching him off guard, but turning him on slightly, as well. He hadn't imagined she would answer in the way she had. He hadn't even known that side of her existed, but it was only drawing him deeper and deeper into whatever spell she had casted.

"Kiss me." he ordered and before giving her any chance at a passing thought, he cupped her cheeks in his hands, their lips only inches from one another. His eyes stared into her own, almost claiming her in a new, more intimate and soul-absorbing way.

Before any other words were said, or he allowed her to continue on a new rampage, he kissed her and this kiss was different than any other he had ever given her, or any other female before. He didn't care if they were in a parking garage or in a car, something a little out of his element. Especially considering it was very public, to say the least.

She found herself moaning against his lips, feeling herself getting completely lost in the moment, but before she allowed herself to completely give up control, she found a resurgence within her.

She opened her eyes, biting his bottom lip slightly causing that shade of blue to come to life once more, his eyes staring back at her. She pulled away from him slightly, this shade of blue not as familiar or tender as she was used to from him. It startled her slightly.

He only smirked at her, his own resurgence coming to life. He released a deep growl in the empty car before pulling her arm in his direction. In one swift motion, she found herself straddling him in the driver's seat. She snaked her arms around his neck, her fingers wrapping within his long hair. She arched her brow, a smile playing on her lips. She arched her back, her center pressing further into him. He growled again, his hands trailing down her sides where they fell to cup her ass. He grabbed at her skin, the leather from her pants feeling like second skin underneath his sweaty palms.

Without warning, her hands feel to the waistband of his jeans. She unbuttoned his pants, her hands falling further downward until she her hand grasped his manhood gently. He flipped the button on the side of his seat, making it slid further backwards. His head fell against the headrest once again, this time a moan escaping from deep within him.

"Slide them down." she ordered in a whisper.

His eyes met hers, her hands not leaving her new favorite spot. Before she could do anything more, he grabbed her arm again, bringing her hand from his pants, a smile plastered on his face.

"Not before those..." he eyed, at her leather pants. "... come. off."

Without any hesitation, she leaned backwards, undoing her own button and zipper. He watched with full intent as her fingers slid the material further down her long legs, one at a time. He sucked his breath in, realizing the tiny, white panties she was wearing left little to the imagination. He wondered if she had planned this out in her head beforehand because these were not the same undergarments, she had worn on their first tryst.

His hands cupped her ass again, bringing her flush against him as he nuzzled at her neck with his tongue, flicking her skin gently with his teeth.

"Allen, that was not the deal." she pleaded, grabbing at his pants again as she sat up looking at him, her eyes begging him.

"Not until this..." he said, looking at the AJ Styles shirt she wore as a finger snuck underneath the bottom hemline, touching her skin slightly, sending shivers up her spine.

"...this. Comes. Off. Too." he ordered.

He leaned back in the seat, retracting his hand from her belly and watching her with more intent then before. She smiled, biting her own bottom lip this time, a gesture that about sent him over the edge. She slowly lifted the fabric from her body, revealing her bare breasts before him. His eyes grew slightly large before a smirk formed on his lips, realizing she had no bra on.

"Now." she ordered, tugging at his jeans again.

"Yes, ma'am." he said, doing as he was asked sliding his pants down to his knees.

He felt her warm center against his bare skin, another growl escaping his lips. She began tugging at the strings at her hips, before his hands met hers, stopping her in her tracks.

"These I don't need help with." he instructed, ripping them from her hips, the fabric tearing beneath the strength of the motion.

She groaned, feeling his hardness against her center, instantly making her wetter than she already was. He brought her lips to his once more, as she arched her back, allowing him to enter her. She threw her neck back in pleasure, his tongue becoming one with her ample nipple.

She thrust her hips, allowing him to completely enter her, her motions meeting his stroke for stroke. He buried his face into her neck, sucking gently on the skin that lay exposed for him.

"Allen..." she moaned, breathlessly.

He inhaled her warm sweetness, as he thrust against her quicker and quicker. Her head flew backwards once more, her fingers entrailed in the fabric that still adorned his chest. She snaked her fingers underneath his shirt, raking her nails against his bare chest.

"Baby..." he groaned, grabbing her hips, as his climax hit almost simultaneously as hers did.

She fell against his chest, her fingers entwined in his long locks. He wrapped his arms around her bare back, hugging her tighter against him. He placed a small kiss on her forehead, causing her to look up at him.

"That was..." he said, his sentence hanging in the air.

"Incredible." she finished for him.

"For the lack of a better word, yeah." he agreed.

"As much as I'm loving this, can we get dressed and maybe eat?" she asked.

"As long as round two is somewhere in there, I'm in." he replied, kissing her gently.

"I can go for round two."

"Do you wanna stay in my room tonight?" he asked, his eyes pleading hopefully.

"There isn't any other place I'd rather be."