Launching all 265 pounds of himself, Joe speared Robyn. The wind was knocked out of her as she crumpled to the canvas of the ring he'd bought for her to train in his gym.
"Rob, I'm sorry!" Joe quickly rushed to her aid.
"You must think you're in the ring with Braun or Brock or somebody," she gasped for breath as he sat her up.
"I got a little carried away during that last sequence and didn't know my own strength, especially working with you," his tone and gaze seemed apologetic.
"It's alright," she replied. "You still hate to see me doing stuff for myself months out of recovery so I know you didn't do it on purpose."
Weight and muscle wise, Robyn was almost back to normal but there was still more work to be done before she made her WWE return. She stood and dusted herself off.
"I don't understand why you just won't go to the Performance Center to train with other women," Joe said.
"Every week there's a story about an outbreak down there. No thanks," she flipped him to the mat with an armdrag takedown. Now that he was flat on his back, she went up to the top rope and came down for an imploding corkscrew 450 splash.
"That's new. Where did you learn it?"
"It's not new actually. I was just saving it for Wrestlemania. Ricochet taught me last year..." she raised Joe's leg to pin him and used her foot to start a 3 count tap. 1...2...he kicked out. "Uhm, that's a finishing move."
"You think I'm going to let you beat me with some shit he taught you?" Joe chuckled. "God I hope I'm still heel by the time we're on the same brand again."
"Get off of that man's back…"
"How about I get on yours?" he said, moving to mount her from behind, pulling her arms back in what was supposed to be a submission.
Her face was on the canvas as she sold it, wiggling to get free. The friction must've triggered him because she felt him stiffening. They struggled with each other for a few minutes but both seemed to be enjoying it to fight too hard. He left her an opening to roll over onto her back. Then they were grinding, practically dry humping each other passing it off as wrestling. Joe still had her restrained though, with her arms locked above her head, both wrists clamped by his hand.
"I'm not submitting and from the look of it, neither will you so who wins?" she asked.
"Both of us," Joe said, leaning down to kiss her. Robyn's mouth met his and his tongue slid out and caressed her lips as they opened to receive him. His clothed crotch rubbed against her clit causing her to moan into his mouth while his free hand moved down to tweak her nipple.
She was wearing small gym shorts that he pulled aside to test her wetness. Passing with flying colors, she bucked her hips, trying to draw his finger deeper inside.
Keeping her shorts to the side, he moved the front of his sweatpants enough to expose his dick. "Do you want to fuck or make love?"
"Neither!" she shrieked. "At least not here. Let's take it to the bedroom."
"I can't make it to the bedroom. A quickie it is," he replied, angling himself to get the right alignment as he pushed inside. She bit her lip to suppress a loud moan. He flexed his strong back to drill with urgency as she held onto him. Robyn loved the savage passion Joe was displaying. She grunted with every hard thrust, gripping him with her muscles. He increased his pace, his hips moving up to match him as he slammed into her quivering hole.
The door opened, snapping them both out of it. The twins. Thankfully, they both looked fully clothed and from their point of view it would only look like Joe was pinning her to the mat.
"This is why I said not here!" she hissed in his ear.
"We're just training," Joe said. Him and Robyn wrestling each other wasn't a foreign sight to them now that the ring was here.
"Can we try?" they asked.
"Uhhh...how about later," Robyn replied.
"Yeah, we'll come get you and bring you back out here when we're ready," Joe added.
Now that the boys were gone, they picked up where they left off as Joe rolled his hips so that he could rub his dick against her g-spot, while his pelvis grinded against her clit on the outside. She stretched her legs further apart to give him all the room he needed to pummel her faster.
Mid-thrust, Joe lifted both of her knees and threw them over his shoulders. He held on tightly to her thighs and fucked her as fast as he could go. She could not believe the sensations as desire and lust overwhelmed her. Then, the orgasm that was building before they were interrupted returned. Her back arched as her pussy clamped down on him, heightening the pleasure already delivering throughout her body. He buried himself with one last stroke, releasing inside of her.
Robyn sighed as a satisfying feeling washed over. "Just because we handled that situation with the kids, don't think I forgot. You're going to learn to start listening to me."
"If I listened to you, we probably wouldn't even be together right now so…" he said, rolling over onto his back, stuffing his softening length back into his sweatpants.
She sat up. "I need to go shower. I'm going out in a little while so it's going to be your responsibility to make sure the children don't starve."
"I can do that much. Where are you going?"
"Hair appointment…"
"You're finally getting rid of the wig?" he sounded excited.
"Hey, I thought you liked the wig? You even bought a few of them..."
"I did like them, due to the circumstance but now that I know you've been hiding your real hair underneath, I want to see what it looks like."
"Don't expect it to be down my back like it used to be, Joe."
"Of course not. I know it takes time. I don't care what length it is, I'm just ready to see the real you."
"Well in like 3 hours, you will…"
"Joe?" Robyn called, entering the house. He rounded the corner, sweaty from working out it seemed. His eyes widened as he took her in. She bit down on her lip, a strange apprehension building in her stomach.
He was taking too long to answer for her taste. "Joe if you don't like it, just say you don't!"
"What? No, I love it. It looks good on you. I may like it more than your long hair," he said. "Turn around and let me see it from that back."
"That sounds oddly sexual," she snorted, doing a 360 turn.
"You look beautiful," he pressed his body against Robyn's and kissed her.
"Eww," Jojo commented, descending the stairs.
"To us or my hair," Robyn asked.
"Your hair looks nice," she replied.
"Oh, thanks," Robyn said. If a simple kiss was eww, she wouldn't have survived what the twins didn't realize was going on this morning. "Anyway, if we want everything to be ready by nightfall, we need to go ahead and get started."
Due to the circumstances and Robyn being at risk, they decided to stay home for Halloween, decorating the backyard with orange lights, skeletons, fake cobwebs on the bushes, a smoke machine that had them knee-deep in fog and a projector that flashed animated ghosts on the house. There was a year's worth of candy for the children which went against Galina's wishes when she dropped them off but Robyn and Joe were the cool parents so they allowed it.
"With the way things are now, most people would consider this a downgrade but honestly, this is a HUGE step up from last year," Robyn commented.
"Wait, what happened last year?" he asked.
"How could you forget? Let me start from the top. You sneaking to my condo in a Michael Myers mask, forcing me to your house to take your kids trick or treating, Galina making me admit to sleeping with you after you two reconciled, Jojo flipping out when my mask came off and she realized it was me, I was dating Ricochet at the time and after you dropped me of you said you were going to wait there until the morning to tell him about us if I hadn't come out. It was...a lot," she sounded exhausted just repeating it.
"Yeah, I remember all of that but it felt like 100 years ago. So much has happened since then. It's actually crazy to think we haven't even known each other for 2 whole years yet," he shook his head in disbelief.
"I know right? It feels like I've known you my entire life. If we aren't soulmates then I don't know who is," she replied.
"In that time I feel I've come to know you better than anyone else in my life. I still can't believe how hard I fell for you," he tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.
"Alright, alright, that's enough. This is some good material so let's not waste it standing in the backyard on Halloween, save it for the wedding vows," she laughed.
