CHAPTER 3

As the two couples drove up Broad Street to the restaurant, there was a clear difference between them. Seth and Olivia were engaged in a close conversation as Seth kissed her hand and she gently stroked his face. However, there was little conversation between Robin and Dean. They were locked in a passionate kiss as Dean practically ripped her clothes off.

"I'm about to fuck you right here." Dean whispered into Robin's ear making her want to pop the button off of his jeans. She looked over at Olivia and Seth in their own world and briefly contemplated giving into him.

"Maybe we should wait until we have some more…um-privacy." She bit his bottom lip before shooting her eyes at Seth and Olivia to jog Dean's memory that they were sitting right there. Robin hadn't realized Dean already unhooked her bra and she giggled drawing stares from Seth and Olivia.

"Hey can you guys keep your hands off each other til after dinner?" Seth laughed kicking Dean's leg and covering Olivia's eyes. Olivia playfully tried pulling Seth's hand down to catch a glimpse of Dean and Robin's soft core porn show. "Oh, so that's what you like?" Seth grabbed Olivia's hip and pulled her close as if he were going to follow Dean's lead.

"Oh shit, that a boy, Rollins!" Dean egged him on before eyeing Robin like she was a juicy steak.

"That's not what you want." Seth moved his hand from Olivia's hip sensually down her thigh before resting it on her knee. "No, I know what you like." He stared into her eyes before planting a kiss on her as if they were alone. Olivia was slightly embarrassed at first, but after a few seconds she surrendered to his kiss.

"Get it, Liv!" Robin's cheering brought back a touch of Olivia's embarrassment. She fixed her hair and tried to catch her breath before she let herself go too far. Something about seeing Seth take on Wade Barrett, the bareknuckle brawler himself, made Olivia want to jump on him.

They all felt the limo stop before looking outside to see the manager of the steakhouse walking towards the door to welcome the wrestlers and their dates. The driver opened the door for them and Seth and Olivia hopped out while Dean and Robin took a few minutes to make sure they were decent. As the manager greeted Seth and Olivia, Dean held Robin back from getting out.

"How about we go for a little ride?" Dean had a sinister look on his face that Robin soon returned. "Hey Seth, it's such a gorgeous night. We're gonna take a little ride and then head back to the hotel." Seth gave Dean a fist bump and wink before explaining to the manager that there would only be two coming in for dinner. Robin mimed to Olivia that she would text her before the driver closed the door leaving them in the seclusion they've been longing for. The two of them slowly and seductively scooted closer to each other as if it were feeding time.

"Where to, Mr. Ambrose?" Dean looked at Robin and bit his lip.

"The hotel is only about 10 minutes from here, Dean." Robin pointed up the street.

"We'll get there…eventually." Dean whispered in Robin's ear before biting it giving her chills. "Um- driver, just take us to the hotel, but take a very scenic route." The driver nodded before closing the partition as if he knew what was about to take place. Dean pushed Robin back onto the seat running his hands up her shirt and once again unhooking her bra. He sucked on her neck while trying his best not to rip her clothes.

"Hold on a second, sugar." Robin pushed Dean off of her making him toss his head back in frustration. "How about some music?" Robin fiddled with her phone.

Driver roll up the partition, please…

Beyonce's voice filled the limo exciting Dean now that he saw what Robin was doing. Robin crawled over the seat forcing a change of power over Dean who was now laying on his back. He gave into her dominance as she unbuttoned his jeans and licked from his lower abs to his muscular chest and eventually pulled his shirt up over his head. As Robin straddled him, she pulled her shirt and loose bra over her head exposing her bare breasts. His erection seemed to jump as she tousled her hair making her breasts jiggle.

Take all of me. I just wanna be the girl you like, the kinda girl you like…

Dean put his arms around her naked waist and slid them up to her breasts as he thrust his pelvis into her unexpectedly making her scream. Dean sat up and took one of her nipples in his mouth. Knowing exactly what she likes, he bit down on her nipple before gently sucking it, driving her crazy. She wiggled with pleasure and Dean knew her dominance was over. He rolled her back on the seat and ripped open her jeans popping the button right off.

He like to call me peaches when we get this nasty…

Slipping her jeans off, he noticed she wasn't wearing any panties. He flashed a devilish smirk before burying his face between her thighs. As she squirmed each time he flicked her clit with his tongue, he reached for a second bottle of champagne he had specifically asked for the bar to be stocked with. He amazingly never took his lips from around her clit as he popped the bottle and poured it all over her letting it run down her body and into his mouth as he lapped up every drop as it trickled through her lips and tickled her clit.

"Oh my God!" Robin's hips gyrated as Dean showed no mercy. His tongue went back and forth. She screamed uncontrollably as if they were on their own island. She couldn't control herself much longer as she felt a tension growing in her thighs. She gripped at his messy hair in an attempt to pull him up, but he didn't budge. With each squirm to pull away, he wrapped his arms around her thighs and pulled her back in. "Dean, wait! Oh God!" Before she could attempt to pull away one last time, she exploded into the greatest orgasm of her life.

Looking up at her breasts heaving in exhaustion trying to catch her breath, Dean once again gave her a devilish smirk. He loved having this control over her pleasure.

"Cheers!" He uttered sarcastically before giving her one last slurp. Robin was spent and laying on her back as Dean climbed on top of her naked body. Before he could wrap his hands around her breasts and prove to her once again why he's the Titty Master, the driver's voice came on to the intercom.

"Excuse me, Mr. Ambrose. We've reached our destination." Dean fell back on to the seat and sighed at the interruption.

"Thank you." Robin began putting her clothes back on when she noticed Dean's sad expression.

"What's wrong, honey?" She struggled to pull her tight jeans up even more with champagne all over her legs. "I hope you don't think I'm done with you yet!" She finally zipped her jeans up to an acceptable point.

"Oh you have other plans for me, huh?" He slipped his shirt over his head and pulled at the bottom to hide his very obvious erection.

"I'm just getting started, sugar." Robin gave him a sweet kiss on the cheek that actually made him blush. After all the nasty things they'd talked about and done this is what made him blush!?

The two of them gathered themselves and headed into the hotel. Many of the other guests stared at them as they made their way to the elevators. It could have been because they were obviously disheveled from their romp in the limo or maybe because they recognized Dean. Either way, they didn't care who stared. They were focused on other important business.

Stepping into the elevator Dean pushed the button for the 22nd floor. Robin dropped her purse and went straight for Dean's zipper. Quickly unzipping his jeans she soon realized Dean wasn't wearing any underwear either. She giggled as she looked up at him into his excited blue eyes.

"You're insane and I love it!" He said with his head leaned back against the wall. Robin opened her mouth allowing his erection to plunge to the back of her throat. She slowly let him slide in and out of her mouth feeling his legs tense at the pleasure before she felt the elevator coming to a stop. They weren't on Dean's floor yet, but someone was getting on at the 10th floor.

A man walked on to find Robin giving him an innocent smile while standing in front of Dean to block his completely unzipped pants.

"Good evening." The man said politely before turning and pressing the button for the 20th floor. Robin gave Dean a hand job behind her back and their elevator mate was none the wiser. She stroked with each passing floor and Dean had to fight to keep quiet. Finally they reached the 20th floor and the nice man got off, and so did Dean.

"Ahh, fuck!" Dean let out a moan as Robin returned to her knees as soon as the door closed. She opened wide letting him get as deep as possible. "I'm about to cum!" His hips began gyrating widely into her face. They reached the 22nd floor, but neither of them moved. As the doors opened, Dean pushed the emergency stop button. The alarm rang in the background as Dean passionately pounded into Robin's face until he finally released into her mouth and she let it run down her chin as she looked up at him returning her own version of his devilish grin.

"I'm still just getting started. I hope you can keep up!" Robin sprung from her knees and walked off the elevator to wait for him. Dean followed and gave her a kiss on the cheek as the elevator door closed behind him.

"You're my kind of chick!" He said with his tongue sticking out as he readjusted his bag and extended his arm in the direction of his room. He grabbed Robin's butt and was unable to take his eyes off of her. He wiped his face and shook his head to clear his mind. He'd never met a woman who shared his sexual appetite, but seemed so sweet at the same time. It intrigued him to say the least.

While Dean and Robin settled in for their marathon, Seth and Olivia were just leaving the restaurant. As they waited for the limo to come back, they reflected on how glad they were that they had the opportunity to have dinner alone. The more time they seemed to spend alone, the more they liked each other.

"Do you want to come spend some time in my room?" Seth asked as he took her hand to help her into the limo. Olivia wanted to take things slow with Seth, but she could feel her needs for a physical relationship growing.

"Looks like Dean and Robin had some champagne." Olivia picked up the cork that now laid on the floor in an attempt to divert Seth's attention from the fact that she hadn't answered his question.

"I wouldn't touch that. Knowing Dean that could've been up your friend's ass." The two of them laughed as they checked for other common items that their friends possibly turned into sex toys. "You didn't answer my question." Seth's glaring brown eyes made Olivia weak.

"Uh-sure! I'm pretty sure Robin will be with Dean for a while." She laughed before feeling Seth staring at her. She wanted him so bad, but didn't want to come off as a forward groupie. An actual relationship was really important to her. So, she decided to try and keep her legs closed for just a little while longer.

As they pulled up to the hotel, Olivia's heart raced. Her mind was telling her to take things slow with Seth, but her body and heart were begging to feel him on top of her. Even as they rode in the elevator, Seth could feel the tension coming from Olivia.

"What's up, Liv? You seem tense." Seth massaged her shoulders making her body tense up even more.

"Nothing. I guess I'm just tired or something." She lied and hoped he didn't think she was being prudish.

"Oh….do you want to call it a night?" The sadness in Seth's voice broke Olivia's heart. In her attempt to make sure they built a relationship instead of a fling, she was rejecting him without even realizing it.

"No, no not at all." She grabbed his hand as the elevator stopped on the 22nd floor. He stepped off and guided Olivia by her hips in the direction of his room.

"I'm in room 2215." He gestured down the hall. "Dean is down the other hall so we shouldn't hear their wild sex." Seth laughed, but he was silenced by Olivia's lack of laughter. She had gone from confident in the building of her relationship with Seth to feeling like she wanted what Dean and Robin had.

Seth opened the door to his room and tossed his bag in the closet. He turned quickly to grab Liv.

"Seriously, baby…what's up? Did I do something?" The intensity of his brown eyes and all the feelings she had for him made her an emotional mess. She turned her back to him so he couldn't see the tears she was fighting back. "Liv?!" He turned her around in time to see the tears rolling down her cheeks.

"Do you want to just have sex?" She blurted out scaring him a bit.

"What do you mean? Like, right now?" He was confused and trying to say or do anything to make her stop crying.

"I mean-did you just want a woman to have sex with? Dean and Robin are having great sex and we're just talking and hanging out." Seth's heart broke. He couldn't even put his thoughts together at first. He stood in silence for several seconds before taking her hand and leading her to the sofa in his suite.

"Olivia, if I just wanted a fling, I'd have a fling." He brushed a piece of hair from her beautiful face and kissed her on the cheek. "You mean so much more than a fling. I want to spend time talking to you and getting to know you." He could see her body language was loosening up. "I love finding out your little quirks and all your favorite things. I'm not in a rush to get into your body because I know when I do, it'll be great because we took the time to get to know each other." He stood her up and put his hands on her butt as he held her close. "Please don't think that I don't want to have sex. I could've devoured you the first time I saw you, but I could tell you needed more than just some meaningless sexual encounter."

"I just don't want to push you away." Olivia's eyes began to well with tears again.

"I'm not going anywhere, Liv." He kissed and tasted her lips eagerly before pulling away and kissing her on the forehead. "Now let's get you out of those clothes!" She looked at him with a shocked expression and playfully slapped his arm. "I mean-get you out of those clothes so we can get comfortable and watch a movie... What did you think I meant?" She playfully slapped him again before getting her purse and heading towards the door.

"I have to go to my room and get something to change into. You pick the movie and I'll be right back." She kissed him on the forehead and turned to leave as he grabbed her hand.

"I'll be right here waiting, baby." She finally walked out the door silently wishing that he'd be right there waiting…completely naked.