Chapter 20
As John entered Lita's home lowered his head and rubbed the back of his neck. A nervous habit he had developed from childhood. The emotional strain he had been under was wearing on him and he could no longer take it. Somehow, some way, Lita was the only thing that mattered to him right now. The fact that he would have to give up the title to Triple H didn't matter. The fact that he would not be able to wrestle for several weeks, didn't matter. Hell, the fact that Lita had slept with Shane McMahon didn't matter anymore either. John had noticed Lita a long time ago. He had seen her go from Matt to Edge. He had waited. Trying hard to focus on his career. But when the opportunity came to be with the woman he had connected with, nothing else mattered.
"Do you want something to drink?" Lita asked.
She was feeling just as nervous as John, if not more. Holding onto the guilt she felt for letting Shane take advantage of her was not an easy task. Holding on to the guilt of single handedly destroying a relationship she desperately wanted and needed was even harder.
"I'll take a beer if you have one." John responded.
Lita smiled at John. Of course she had a beer. She certainly was not one of those hoity toity kind of gals who only drank spritzers and red wine.
As Lita walked to the kitchen to get John a drink she tried desperately to plan what she was going to say. She still felt the need to explain why she slept with Shane. How she held felt so hurt by John's words and jealousy it weakened her judgment. She by no means wanted to excuse herself from her actions, but it was anything but a simple fuck. Shane had intentionally manipulated her and the anger she felt toward him was sickening inside. But despite that anger, she knew she needed to move on. She needed to forgive herself before she could ever expect John to forgive her. One thing was for sure though, John would know what happened and why. He would know the truth.
"Here you go." Lita said as she handed John a bottle of Heineken.
John took the beer and smiled slightly, raising it to Lita before he took a long drink. God knows he needed one.
"So what brought you by John?" Lita asked somewhat hesitantly. She had still remembered what Shane had mentioned to her about him meeting with Candice earlier that night.
"A revelation." John said using code to describe why he was there.
"A revelation?" Lita asked, laughing a little at John's use of words. "What's that supposed to mean anyway?"
"Let's just say I realized who I want to be with tonight." John replied with a smirk.
Lita's knees almost buckled. Any question she had about John's involvement with Candice had just been answered. Better yet, any question she had about how John felt about her had just been answered as well.
Now it was her turn. She wanted John to know exactly how she felt and where she stood. The words and phrases she had rehearsed over and over in her head would now have to surface.
"John, I…" She started, but John's lips descended on her without warning.
As John pressed his lips against Lita's his hands firmly, but passionately, held her face. He felt as if he could fall asleep with his mouth touching hers and he wanted to make sure she knew that in this moment actions speak louder than words.
The kiss that John gave Lita set a fire within her. She knew at that point there would be no turning back. Everything that she had planned to say earlier was erased from her memory. The only thing left was a deep rooted passion and longing for one Mr. John Cena.
Although John could have lived inside that kiss forever, his body was telling him that he needed to breathe. At some point he needed to breath. So for a moment he pulled away. Both Lita and John had lost their breaths. It was as if someone had reached down inside of them and simply stole it.
"Damn Lita, I need you so bad." John confessed not able to censor his words at this point in time.
He went in to kiss her again, but then pulled away.
"Let me rephrase that, I love you Lita, and I need you."
Then once again John pressed his lips against hers, slipping his tongue delicately between her lips.
For as firmly toned and muscular Lita was on the outside, on the inside she was just a little school girl feeling as if she was being kissed for the first time, and by the most popular boy in the class. She literally wanted to cry when she heard John's words.
Wasting no time John took his hands and stroked her hair. His eyes simply staring into hers. Lita grabbed for his hand and led him to the bedroom. John followed. Both of them knew what was about to happen but they thought more about just being with each other than the act of having sex itself. They longed to feel each other's embrace and get to know not only each other's bodies, but their souls as well. Both of them needed healing and there was a shared feeling that just by being with each other they would be whole again.
Once in the bedroom Lita let go of John's hand as she lay on the bed. John watched her every move as he lifted his shirt over his head, exposing every sculpted muscle on his body.
He threw his shirt aside and then leaned down over Lita on the bed, kissing her as his hands slowly worked around her body. Piece by piece, inch by inch he removed her clothes. First her top, then her panties. While still remaining focused on her lips he broke away every now and again just to taste the rest of her. As he removed her shirt he let his tongue lightly feather her nipples and chest. As he removed her panties he tasted the inside of her thighs and worked closely toward the most intimate of places.
The way that John worked his way around Lita had set her body and mind completely at ease. There was no fear, no uncertainty and no second thoughts. Like a warm bath she sunk into his every touch. With her one hand she stroked the back of John's neck, running her fingers along his hair. It was not ignored by John as goose bumps sprang from his skin. With her other hand Lita traced every muscle on his body starting first with his arm, then his chest and finally down to his abdomen.
As the two continued to move with each other, John finally entered inside of her when he knew she was ready. The rhythm of there bodies working together like a symphony. Neither one taking full control but trading off to make sure the other was completely satisfied with what was happening.
As their breaths grew heavier each had reached their climax simultaneously. When finally it was over their bodies relaxed, but still they held each others embrace.
When John shifted his body to the side he kept Lita in his arms and kissed the top of her head. For Lita it was hard to stay awake. Everything that had been built up inside of her was now gone. She felt at that moment that there was no yesterday, no tomorrow, just now; and now was paradise.
John watched as Lita slowly fell asleep in his arms, he laughed to himself thinking of his WWE character. "The Champ", slayer of men twice his size, a thug. Regardless of all the machismo that went with his in ring persona, John knew one thing for sure, even a simple thug like himself could fall in love.
THE END
A/N: That's it! Hope you enjoyed. Please send me your final thoughts, reviews and criticisms. All of your feedback has been a big help with this story and I greatly appreciate it. It's nice knowing what worked and what didn't.
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Male Superstars: Dave Batista, John Cena, Johnny from The Spirit Squad, Chris Jericho, Shane McMahon, Triple H, Edge, Shelton Benjamin, Jeff Hardy
Female Superstars: Stephanie McMahon, Trish Stratus, Candice, Lillian Garcia, Torrie Wilson