CHAPTER 12

Several weeks had gone by since Robin and Roman's mid-April heated exchange in Tampa. She was so confused she didn't even tell Olivia about it. Olivia had other things on her mind as she sat at home watching Raw in her pajamas. Wade was scheduled to defend his championship against Roman Reigns. So she decided to have a glass of wine and wait for the main match. Just as she poured a glass and plopped down on her couch, her cell phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Hey beautiful." Olivia smiled at Seth's sexy voice before realizing it was strange that he called her while he's at work.

"Seth, what are you doing? Aren't you working tonight?"

"Nope. I have the night off. What are you up to?"

"I'm just sitting here watching Raw hoping to catch a glimpse of your abs." Olivia slid down on the couch anticipating another steamy phone sex session.

"Well, I just happen to be in your neck of the woods." Olivia was silent as she tried to figure out if he was kidding. "Liv?"

"Oh…sorry. Where did you say you were?"

"I'm just outside your city. I'm passing on route 222 right now." Seth laughed at the nervousness in Olivia's voice. "I can turn around and go back to New York if you'd like…"

"No! Umm-I mean, you're already almost here!" Olivia sprung from the couch and ran into her bedroom. She had to find something to throw on that didn't make it look like she was trying too hard to look good.

"Cool. What's your exact address so I can plug it into my GPS?"

"Umm…2543 Lancaster Ave, Apt A." Olivia was waiting for him to tell her that he was joking.

"According to my GPS, I'll be there in about 10 minutes."

"Uh-okay…I guess I'll see you then!" Olivia hung up the phone and threw on her favorite tank top with a pair of shorts. Not wanting to appear too eager, Olivia tried to force herself to watch Raw while she waited for Seth. Paige was fighting Nikki Bella…again. The show wasn't doing a good job of distracting her. Just as she was able to fall into the numbness of the Divas' match enhanced by the driving rain she heard falling outside, her phone rang and it was Seth.

"Hey, Liv."

"Hey, where are you?" Olivia refused to go to the window and look for him.

"Well, I'm outside Madison Square Garden in my car. I had you going, didn't I?" A wave of disappointment and relief came over Liv.

"Ha ha, funny guy. I knew you weren't in Pennsylvania."

"Oh really…." There was a light knock on the door and Olivia's heart stopped. "Why don't you open the door?" Olivia hung up the phone without saying bye. Her heart was racing as she made her way to the door. When she finally opened it, Seth was standing there soaked from the rain. "So, can I come in?" Olivia stepped aside to let him walk in. Seth started stripping out of the wet clothes and Olivia watched in disbelief.

"You jerk! You love to play games, don't you!?" Olivia walked to the bathroom to get a towel. When she came back Seth was standing there in just his underwear. Olivia stopped in her tracks as she stared at his amazing body.

"Is this the glimpse you were hoping to get?" Seth took the towel and dried his abs and his legs.

"Damn…" Olivia picked up the glass of wine and gulped it down. Seth noticed Wade making his entrance to the ring on TV.

"Come sit down, Liv. Your man's about to defend his title against Roman." Seth sat on the couch with his legs open gesturing for Olivia to sit between them. He pulled her up against his chest as they watched Roman come to the ring. His bulge pressing into her back was almost distracting and he took full advantage of that.

"You know exactly what you're doing." Olivia snuggled in closer and gently started to grind on Seth. He dropped his head back as his thighs tensed with pleasure.

"I was so lucky for losing the championship. Wade is there defending the title while I'm here with you." He kissed her neck and moved her forward so he could stand. Seth extended his hand for Liv to stand up. "Why don't you give me a tour of your apartment?" His erection was visible and Olivia knew the only room he needed to see was the bedroom.

Olivia led Seth into the bedroom into complete darkness as the sound of the pouring rain pounded against her window. Seth slipped her tank top over her head and traced her spine with his tongue. He pulled her shorts down and lightly bit her butt. Walking around to face her, Seth inspected her full naked body before pulling off his underwear. Taking her breasts in his hands and gently sucking her nipples, Seth made her body squirm. She had never had the pleasure of feeling Seth's hands and lips on her body. It was much better than she imagined when they had phone sex.

Seth lifted her and let her slide down onto his erection before walking her to the wall and thrusting into her over and over again. She wrapped her arms around his neck grabbing hands full of his hair as she gyrated in ecstasy. Just when she thought the pleasure was coming to an end, Seth placed her on the ground and got on his knees in front of her. He eagerly lapped at her slit, sucking and licking until her knees got so weak that she almost collapsed.

"I'm not done with you yet. Where do you think you're going?" Seth lifted Olivia and laid her on the bed before entering her again. With each thrust, he grinded against her clit making her breath hitch. With each gasp, he could tell she was getting closer and closer to her orgasm. "Cum on me, Liv." Seth's thrusts were vigorous and he could feel himself about to explode.

"Oh my God, Seth!" Olivia burst into ecstasy as Seth continued to thrust into her.

"Ahh!" Seth gave one final thrust before he had to pull out and collapsed on top on Olivia with his semi erect penis resting on her clit making her body spasm.

Seth rolled over and laid next to her on the bed in silence trying to catch his breath. They could hear the TV in the living room playing Wade's music signifying his victory after the match.

"Wade can have the belt. I'll take you any day, Liv." Seth kissed her on the cheek and fell back onto the bed. Olivia felt a pinch of guilt as she imagined Wade heading backstage and getting ready to call or text her as he had done the past few months after a show. The pinch of guilt faded when Seth stood up from the bed and she caught a glimpse of his perfectly chiseled naked body in the light from the hall. She was starting to see what Robin meant when she talks about how good it can feel to be bad.

Meanwhile back in New York, Robin was waiting in her and Dean's hotel room for the guys to get back from the taping of Raw. Since it was Roman's birthday, a bunch of the guys and Roman's wife were planning to celebrate in the hotel bar. As she put the final touches on her makeup, she saw that Dean was calling her.

"Hey Tweety. I'm on my way back to the hotel. Galina should be in Roman's room with him already. Room 213. You can meet up with them and go down to the bar ahead of time if you want to." Robin had absolutely no interest in sitting in a hotel bar making small talk with Roman's wife while he flirted with her behind her back.

"Umm-I think I'll wait for you, baby."

"Oh ok. I may come back to the room and grab a quick nap. I'm beat!" Robin was starting to lose interest in celebrating Roman's birthday at all. She'd much rather curl up in bed with Dean and call it a night…after having sex 2 or 3 times.

"Maybe we shouldn't go out then. I'm fine with staying in the room tonight, sugar."

"Nah, it's cool. Go meet up with them. Save me a seat and I'll be down before you know it." Robin looked at her watch and sighed into the phone. "Come on, Tweety. Go make my boy feel special. It's his birthday and between you and me, I think him and Galina are having some problems." Robin laughed to herself because Dean had no idea how true that was.

"Okay, Dean could you promise to be down in the bar by 12:30?"

"You got it, Tweety!"

"Okay baby, I'll see you then." She hung up hating herself for agreeing to do this. She didn't care about their problems and she certainly didn't want to be the third wheel for this awkward evening.

Robin walked down to room 213 and gently knocked hoping they wouldn't hear it. She knew she had no such luck as the door opened and Roman was standing there in a black shirt, sports coat and matching slacks.

"Damn he looks good in black!" Robin's eyes widened and Roman could tell what she was thinking as he chuckled to himself.

"Why thank you, Tweety." He motioned for her to come in.

"Uh-no, where's Galina? Dean is going to meet us in the bar." Roman closed the door behind her and let his eyes feast on her skin tight pants.

"Oh-Galina wound up not coming to New York for my birthday. I guess she had better things to do." Roman turned his clearly irritated gaze out the window for a moment.

"I'm sorry, Roman. Do you want me to tell Dean that you don't feel up to going out?"

"Nah…" He grabbed her by the hand as he sat on the bed and pulled her onto his lap. She felt his huge bulge under her and she popped back up. "What's wrong? Don't you wanna finish what we started in Tampa?"

"No, Roman! I can't do this to Dean! I love him!"

"I love my wife too, but sometimes your body wants what it wants. It doesn't mean we love them any less!" Roman walked up behind Robin and whispered in her ear. "Nobody has to know, but us." She felt herself getting wet as he pressed himself into her back.

"It's wrong, Roman."

"It's natural, Tweety. Don't deny your body what it wants." He kissed her neck and pulled her back into his erection weakening her defenses.

"Shit, Roman…come on!" She leaned front on to the desk to try and get away from him only to have him grab her hips and pull her back into pelvis. "Shit!" She screamed wanting him so bad she could barely control herself.

"Why won't you let me give it to you, Robin?" He grinded his erection on her and started to unzip his pants. He moaned as he stroked himself before slapping her ass. Roman let her feel it rubbing against her and he could feel her body yearning for it. "If you didn't want it, you would've left by now. So why don't we stop playing games?" She knew he was right. If she was as repulsed by his offer as she wanted to be, she would've been out the door and on her way back to Dean.

"I'm not saying you don't turn me on, but this isn't right!" She turned around and had to fight the urge to get on her knees.

"I bet you're dripping wet right now." Roman grabbed her pants and started to pull them down. As usual, she didn't have on any underwear. She didn't fight him as his large hands embraced her wetness making her even weaker. "Exactly how I thought it would be." Before she could give him permission, he fell to his knees burying his face between her legs licking and sucking like crazy.

"Fuck, Roman! Please stop!" Robin's mouth said stop, but her body invited his tongue by slipping her pants off and spreading her legs wider. He ate her without mercy up against the desk before picking her up over his shoulder like a caveman and laying her on the bed.

"Stay right there." He walked over to his suitcase and pulled out a blindfold and a pair of hand cuffs. He lifted her arms over her head and closed the hand cuffs before placing the blindfold over her eyes. After he had everything in place, he spread her legs wide and teased her with his tongue once again. As he made his way up her stomach, he unbuttoned her blouse and removed her bra. Starting at her pelvic bone, he slowly licked her body the full length as he positioned himself to enter her. He gently stuck the tip in and felt her body jerk. "You ready for it, Tweety?" He tortured her with his tip at her entrance until she answered.

"Yes!" She could barely breathe, but she couldn't wait to feel him. He slowly pushed every last inch of himself into her before withdrawing and doing it again as she moaned uncontrollably. Placing gentle bite marks all over her body, Roman paid special attention to her nipples and even circled the tattoo on her left breast with his tongue driving her crazy.

"Take this dick, baby!" He increased his speed making Robin's body spasm. Just as she neared an orgasm he pulled out and quickly flipped her over. Delving into her from behind, he felt himself about to explode. His large hands slapped Robin's ass with each powerful thrust until he couldn't take it anymore. "Oh shit, Tweety! Fuck!" Roman pulled out quickly and the two of them collapsed on to the bed.

Robin hated herself for enjoying that so much, but she realized she didn't love Dean any less. As Roman removed her blindfold and handcuffs, her body tingled with a sense of Nirvana that she'd never felt.

"This can never happen again!" Robin pointed at Roman who was running his fingers through his long, dark locks.

"Deal." He smirked knowing they were both lying, but he knew she needed that lie to feel better about the situation. So, he let her have it.