Stop All the World Now
This chapter contains adult content.
Randy opened the door to her hotel room and stood aside, allowing Lita to enter. Though unspoken, they both realized they needed to be with each other this night. They had spent the last three hours at the hospital, waiting for a doctor to examine Lita. It had been mostly silent between the pair since then, save for a few softly spoken words by Randy, asking the redheaded diva if she wanted to stop for something to eat, if she wanted to call Trish or Stacy, if she needed anything at all. Lita had answered in the negative to all of his questions and had spent the remainder of the car ride simply staring out the window at the passing scenery.
As she sank tiredly down onto the hotel room bed, Lita kicked off her shoes and began to lightly rub her temples, hoping to ease the headache that had become increasingly worse over the past few hours. Lita felt the bed sink down beside her, felt Randy's hands begin to gently massage her shoulders, her neck, her back. Lita sighed softly as she felt the tension that was coursing through her body slowly begin to ease. She relaxed into his touch and let herself drift for a moment - not really wanting to think about all that had happened, all that could have happened, all that she could have lost. After several minutes, Lita turned to look at Randy. He studied her for a moment, his gaze eventually falling to her lips. Slowly, he leaned forward and brushed his lips across hers, gently caressing Lita's cheeks with the pads of his thumbs. Lita lightly clutched his shoulders as his lips danced over hers, making her forget, at least for the moment, everything bad that had just happened, causing her senses to narrow down to just the feel of his lips on hers and his thumbs moving lightly across her cheeks.
Leaning forward, his lips lightly touched her earlobe, before Randy finally spoke. "Is this okay? You've been through hell tonight. If this isn't what you want right now…well, then I'll be just as happy holding you, knowing you're safe, here, with me," he concluded as he reached forward, wrapping his arm around her waist, pulling her closer to his side.
Lita didn't say anything for a moment, as she settled against Randy, enjoying the feeling of his arm around her waist. What did she want? I want him. But is that something I'm really prepared to do right now? Can I take that next step in our relationship? Can I give myself to him completely and not regret or question it? "Can we just…" she hesitated for a moment before continuing, trying to process her thoughts, her feelings. "Can we just…can you just help me forget? Everything. Kiss me and help me forget?"
Randy nodded slightly, lowering his head to brush his lips against the smooth skin of her neck. He wasn't sure if this is what Lita really needed, but she had asked him to help her forget and if, right now, in this moment, this was the only way, then – so be it. Not that he was complaining. Randy had longed for her touch – her lips on his, her hands gripping his shoulders, the feel of her body close to his. But he didn't want her to regret anything. He never wanted her to regret a single moment they spent together.
Randy felt Lita's arms move up to encircle his neck, felt her body beginning to tremble. Right now, he simply wanted to show her how it felt to be tenderly touched by a man, show her she didn't need to be afraid of getting close to someone again. Make her feel safe…loved. Moving back down the column of her neck, he paused for a moment to breathe, and gazed hungrily into Lita's hazel eyes. "You okay?" he murmured, as he ran his hands up and down her arms, causing goose bumps to form underneath the long sleeves of the dress shirt Dave had given her back at the arena.
"Yes…" Lita whispered, as Randy gently pushed her back until she was lying against the mattress, settling himself atop her, his forearms holding much of his weight off her. Lita looked up at him questioningly for a fleeting moment before her eyes fluttered shut as Randy lightly worked his fingertips through her fiery hair, massaging her scalp, finally lowering his lips to hers once again.
Of its own volition, Lita's bare foot worked Randy's pant leg up, lightly stroking up and down his calf. A low groan escaped his lips as Lita dragged her fingernails up and down the back of his neck, her arms moving downward until they grasped the hem of his t-shirt, tugging it up slightly.
"Li? Umm…what are you-" questioned Randy as he sat back to stare at the redheaded diva.
A small smile curved her lips as Lita began to pull his t-shirt up and over his head. "I just want to be able to feel you, close to me. I just want to be in this moment, at this time, with you. I don't want to think about the past or the present or the future. I just want to be. Please understand that," Lita stated as she looked at Randy imploringly.
"I do. I understand completely," he said as he sat back and allowed her to pull the shirt up and over his head, Lita's hands coming to rest lightly against his now bare chest. She could feel his arousal pressing against her thigh; she knew he wanted to do so much more than simply kiss her. And yet, he didn't make any moves below her waist. Rather, he simply leaned forward again and continued to kiss her, entwining his tongue with hers, enjoying the feeling of her lips against his. Finally, he wrenched his lips from hers, their eyes locking for a moment. In those brief seconds, it was as if the world stopped – as if nothing existed except the two of them and that one moment.
As he stared down at the woman lying beneath him, Randy thought of how lucky he was to have had her come into his life. Sure, there was a lot of baggage, a lot of stress that came along with the relationship. However, in moments like this, when it was just the two of them with no interruptions or distractions – those were times to be savored. Everything that had happened earlier that day – all the fear, the worry, the panic he had felt when he had been called to that locker room, everything he knew Lita had felt when she was trapped, held against her will, terrified, seemed to fade away. He just wanted to be – in this moment, at this time – with her. As he continued to absently run his fingers through her hair, he knew, he just knew that –
"Randy? Are you okay? I kind of lost you there for a minute…" murmured Lita as she reached up and gently ran her fingertips down Randy's cheek. Turning his head, he laid a kiss on Lita's open palm, then immediately refocused his attention on the redheaded diva.
"You didn't lose me. You'll never lose me," he whispered as he bent his head, his lips meeting Lita's in a feather light kiss. "I-I don't know how or when or even why, but Li, somewhere along the way, I fell for you. I fell in love with you. And I know this might not be the best time to tell you that, especially after everything you've been through today, and you might not even feel the same way about me, or be ready to hear that, but I wanted you, no – I needed you – to know that…So yeah, I love you and I'll um, I'll just shut up now…" he muttered as he sat up on the edge of the bed, noticing that Lita had yet to say anything. Stupid, stupid, stupid! She doesn't need this right now. Why couldn't I have just kept my mouth shut? He couldn't look at her – he had just risked his heart, finally gotten up the courage to tell her how he felt, and she hadn't said anything. Way to make an ass out of yourself, man.
He felt the bed shift behind him, felt Lita wrap her arms around his waist and rest her cheek against his bare back. "I shouldn't have said anything. It's not the right time – it's…" said Randy as he unwrapped her arms from around him, standing up and moving to the other side of the room, staring blankly at the wall in front of him. Upon hearing Lita's quiet voice breaking the silence, he slowly turned to face her, to listen to what she was saying.
"I didn't think I could love someone again, trust someone again, until I met you. You make me feel whole again, like I don't have to be afraid all the time. I love you too Randy," whispered Lita as she watched a broad smile form on Randy's face.
Moving swiftly back over to the bed, Randy grabbed her hands and pulled her up so she was standing before him. Wrapping his arms tightly around her, hugging her against his chest, he lifted her off her feet, swinging her around, a laugh escaping as he gazed down at her. Lita returned his smile, a thought entering her head as she sighed and rested her head against his chest. Silence again engulfed the hotel room, until Lita finally spoke.
"Randy?" she murmured against his chest, as he continued to hold her.
"Mmmm?" asked Randy, not wanting to ruin the moment, simply wanting to revel in the knowledge that Lita loved him as well.
"Make love to me…"
A shocked expression crossed Randy's features "Are you sure? Is that what you really want?" he asked as he grazed his fingers gently down Lita's cheek. Lita closed her eyes and concentrated on the feeling of his fingers on her skin. When she didn't answer, Randy ceased his movements and grasped her hands tightly in his. "Is this what you really want Li?"
Nodding her head, Lita stared into Randy's blue eyes.
"I need to hear you say the words Li. I need to know that this is truly what you want. I need to know because right now, right this second, before we go any further, I can stop and just be happy holding you. But not three minutes from now, not thirty seconds from now. I want you like hell on fire, but I don't want you to regret-"
"Anything that happens between us tonight? I could never regret a single moment of it," whispered Lita, as Randy carefully traced Lita's jaw line with his finger, sending shivers down her spine.
"Everything will be different now. You know that don't you?" Randy asked, just above a whisper.
"Promise?" asked Lita with questioning eyes. Randy smiled as he slowly began to unbutton her shirt. As he undid each button, he kissed the newly exposed flesh. His lips continued a fiery trail down her torso, as he kneeled down in front of the redheaded diva. When her shirt was completely unbuttoned, he reached up and gently pushed it away from her shoulders. He gazed with passion filled eyes at the white lace bra Lita wore. Grazing his fingers along her spine, his hands made their way up her back, and then back around, his fingertips just barely grazing the edges of her breasts. Randy brought his hands down to her waist once more and simply kneeled before her, transfixed by her beauty. After a moment, Lita became slightly uncomfortable with the way he was staring at her and moved to cover herself. Randy noticed the motion, and tenderly grasped her hands in his.
"No. Don't cover yourself. You're beautiful Lita. So beautiful." he whispered, running his thumbs in small circles against the palms of her hands. Lita's breath caught in her throat at the look in his eyes – passion and lust and love all combined into one. Randy let go of her hands as he gently stroked his fingers up and down her arms. It was becoming harder for Lita to breath normally, and Randy hadn't even really touched her yet. But the look in his eyes, the way his hands adoringly caressed her body, how he was being so gentle – it was making her knees feel weak.
As Randy slowly slid his hands down to her hips, he began to softly kiss the exposed flesh directly above the waistline of Lita's jeans. Lita moaned lowly as she felt her skin beginning to flush with heat, began to feel the blood rushing through her body, began to feel again. Slowly, almost painfully slow, Randy unbuttoned her jeans and then pulled down the zipper. Lita closed her eyes as she felt Randy begin to push her jeans down her tanned legs. When her jeans finally pooled around her ankles, she carefully stepped out of them, standing before Randy in nothing but her bra and a pair of white lacy boycut shorts.
The trademark Randy Orton smirk appeared on his lips, as he stood up once more, his eyes following the curves her body. Lita gave him a small smile in return and placed her hands against his toned abs and then froze, as she bit her bottom lip and looked up at Randy. It's not like I haven't done this before – but it's the first time with Randy, the first time being with a man after…well, after being…
Noticing her hesitation, Randy hastened to reassure her. "Li…take your time. I know this isn't easy. Especially after everything that's happened. And if you want to stop, we'll stop. Is that what you want?"
"No," said Lita. "I want this. I want you. I guess I'm just nervous…"
"Take it slow. This night is about you and only you. I don't want to rush you into something you're not ready for…" Randy said as he placed her hands over his heart. Lita could feel it beating strong and reassuringly against her palms. Slowly, she began to run her fingers up Randy's chest, loving how strong he felt underneath her hands. Randy sucked in a breath as he felt her nails tracing his abs, making their way up to his shoulders, eventually dragging her fingernails down his back, while at the same time, softly beginning to kiss a path down his chest. Randy groaned and closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling of her lips on his skin. As her hands reached the waistband of his track pants, Randy stilled her movements.
"Did I do something wrong?" asked Lita, a look of concern crossing her exotic features. Randy chuckled lowly before capturing her lips in a brief kiss, pulling her towards him and running his fingers through her hair.
"No, baby. You could never do anything wrong. Tonight though? Let me love you, Li. I want to make love to you. I want you to feel pleasure again. I want you to feel the heat of our two bodies pressed together. For tonight Li – give up the control. Let me make you feel again."
Lita was amazed at how low and husky his voice sounded. She could feel his arousal pressing against her and, combined with his words, it became too much. Her knees would have buckled, if Randy hadn't chosen that moment to lift her carefully into his arms and place her in the middle of the bed. Her red hair spilled over the pillows as she watched Randy through half-closed eyes. Randy slowly crawled up the bed, until he was hovering directly above her. He braced his weight on his forearms, not wanting to crush her, as he once again lowered his mouth to hers. Lita immediately wrapped her arms around his neck, trying to draw him closer. Randy responded by deepening the kiss, allowing his tongue to once again explore her mouth. When it finally became necessary to breath, Randy pulled away and stared down at the woman beneath him. Lita's lips were swollen from his kisses, her face was flushed, and her eyes were glazed over with passion and need.
Bowing his head again, Randy began to trace her collarbone with his tongue, licking and nipping a trail down to her breasts. Lita lifted up slightly as Randy reached underneath her to unclasp her bra. Pulling the offending piece of material away, he tossed it on the floor and smiled down at the beauty that lay below him. "I love you Li," he whispered.
"I-I love you too…" Lita drew in a sharp breath, as she felt Randy's lips on her breast. Randy gently nipped at Lita's tender flesh, causing her to whimper and arch her body into his touch. He smiled against her skin, enjoying the sounds Lita was making. He suckled her nipple, using his tongue and his teeth, until it was a rosy pink, standing out against Lita's tanned skin. Moving to her other breast, Randy began the same pattern of licking and nipping, while his hands traced the curves of her body. By this time, Lita was fairly writhing beneath him.
Lita could barely contain the moans and whimpers escaping her. She hadn't felt this kind of passion and need in such a long a time. And Randy had yet to truly touch the core of her desire. Yet, his lips felt like they were burning her skin, his voice whispering words only she could hear, his hands slowly tracing the lines of her body – it all was sending Lita into a torrent of ecstasy.
"Randy…I…please," moaned Lita as she felt Randy move off her body. Opening her eyes, she saw him kneeling between her legs, his hunger and desire for her clearly visible in his eyes. He placed his hands on her knees, then slowly and so gently it was hard to feel the caress, Randy began to move his hands up Lita's legs until he reached her inner thighs. Lita's eyes once again fluttered shut, her head falling back against the pillow, her arms moving down to tightly grasp the sheets as she began to once again writhe beneath him, unable to control her response, an anguished cry escaping her lips as Randy continued his journey.
"Shhh baby. I'm right here. Open your eyes – look at me Lita," Randy murmured. He smiled down at the diva as she slowly opened her eyes, attempting to focus through her passion-filled haze. "I'm gonna take care of you Li…just relax and enjoy what you're feeling," he whispered. His own erection was beginning to throb, but he was determined to make this night about her – and only her. Randy began drawing small circles on her thighs with just his fingertips. Lita gasped as she felt his fingertips gently graze her most sensitive area, yet he quickly continued on his journey, moving up her thighs and across her hips. Lita's moans were becoming more intense with each pass of his fingers across her sensitive skin. She felt him grasp her panties, beginning to lower them down her legs. Pulling her panties completely off, he tossed them over his shoulder, giving Lita a broad grin.
"Randy…Please…I need…" Lita whimpered, her head tossing from side to side.
"Let go, baby. Let it all go…" encouraged Randy as he continued to assault her senses using only his hands. Leaning forward, he began to once again lick and nip at her neck, yet his hands continued to trace delicate patterns on her flesh. Kissing up her jaw line, Randy captured her lips in a heart-stopping kiss. Lita moaned into his mouth and he could feel her trembling beneath him as her orgasm washed over her. Randy pulled back, resting his weight on his forearms, giving Lita time to catch her breath. Once she could breath normally again, she looked up at Randy and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down so she could lightly kiss his lips.
"That-that was amazing," she whispered as she played with the hairs on the back of his neck. Randy simply smiled as he pushed himself up and stood beside the bed.
Lita leaned up on her elbows as Randy pulled off his track pants, leaving him standing before her completely naked. Lita's breath caught in her throat as she viewed the man standing before her. She stared at his perfectly chiseled muscles, his strong legs, his wonderfully tan physique. Her gaze dropped and she involuntarily licked her lips as she saw Randy's member standing completely erect. Settling back into the mattress, Lita opened her arms, encouraging Randy to come lay with her again on the bed.
Only too happy to comply, Randy once again stretched out down the length of her body. Lita moaned as she felt his erection pushing against her thigh. Randy took that moment to capture her lips in a kiss, his tongue immediately entering her mouth. He groaned into her mouth as he felt Lita's tongue begin to seductively massage his own. Sliding his hands around her back, he quickly flipped them over so Lita was straddling his waist. A groan escaped through her parted lips and Lita threw her head back, gasping for air as Randy slowly rolled his hips, causing his erection to press more intimately against her. Lita placed her hands on his thighs, bracing herself as pleasure once again began to ripple through her. Her moans intensified as Randy continued to move his hips.
Randy was having a difficult time thinking straight. He had never met a woman who so entranced him, who he so badly wanted to please. His breathing was ragged, his free hand fisting the bed sheets as he felt his own release slowly beginning to build. He watched through clouded eyes as Lita began to match his movements, her hips grinding her sensitive flesh into his erection, a fine sheen of sweat soon covering both their bodies.
"Tell me what you want, Li," Randy gasped as he stilled his motion, grasping her hips in both his hands to stop her movement.
"Tell me what you want," he repeated when he got no response. Lita attempted to focus, attempted to answer his question.
"I want…" her words caught, as Randy slowly moved his hips, causing a jolt of pleasure to course through her body. "I want you – touching me…inside me…" Lita trailed off as Randy gently lifted her and brought her slowly down on his erection. She moaned as she felt Randy completely fill her. Randy gasped as he felt her slick heat surrounding him. Placing his hands on her hips, he began to move her in a pace that he knew would be pleasurable for both of them, their moans soon filling the hotel room. As Lita's movements became more erratic, more uncontrolled, Randy knew she was close to release and his hand reached down between her thighs. Finding what he was looking for, Randy began to stroke her clit, his fingers matching the rhythm of his hips as they thrust up into her.
As Lita's muscles began to contract around him, Randy quickly flipped them over so Lita was once again lying underneath him. Before she had a moment to catch her breath from her second orgasm, Randy began to quickly thrust into her. Lita's eyes rolled up into her head, her arms clasped tightly around Randy's neck, her legs wrapped around his waist. Never had she felt such intense passion and as she once again began to quake uncontrollably, she felt Randy began to tremble above her, heard him call her name, before he brought his lips crashing against hers as his own release flooded through him.
Rolling to the side so as not to crush her, Randy pulled her against him, Lita resting her head against his chest, her hand lying over his rapidly beating heart. Both lay quietly for a time, as they attempted to catch their breath. Finally, Lita leaned up on her elbow, dragging her finger along Randy's jaw line.
"Thank you…" she whispered, as she placed a gentle kiss on his cheek before once again resting her head on his chest.
Randy simply smiled down at the woman he held in his arms. As he felt her breathing coming more even, he knew she had fallen asleep. Carefully reaching down, he pulled the sheet more tightly around them, closing his eyes.
There were still things that needed to be done – he knew he had to explain to Dave how he had become involved with the redhead, knew Lita needed to sit down with Trish and Stacy and talk about all that had happened, knew there would probably be a trial and Lita would once again have to face her attacker, knew there might still be nightmares, endless worries and uncertainty. But for now, as he felt Lita stir beside him, pressing herself more firmly against him and unconsciously entwining her hand with his, Randy knew all those things could wait. For now, he could just be – with her, in this moment. He could let the world come to a stop around him and just enjoy holding close the woman he loved. Tomorrow could wait. Of this he was sure.
Okay – so I've never written a chapter like this before. I hope you all enjoyed it. This story is almost done. One more chapter to go! Thanks for all the reviews. I'm amazed at the response this story has gotten. It's absolutely great. Once again, please read and review.