CH.11 Late Night Visitor

She eventually found her way to catering when the show was over and grabbed a bottle of water and a bag of pretzels on her way out of the door. Her phone rang in her back pocket and she pulled it out, exiting through the back door to escape the noise as she answered it

"Hello?"

"Yelena? It's your father." Her dad said in Russian

"Hey daddy, how are you?" she said, switching over to her native tongue. Her father spoke English well, but she knew he preferred her to speak Russian.

"I'm doing fine honey. Your mother is grating on my last nerve though"

Yelena rolled her eyes "Yeah she's very good at it. What's wrong with her now?" she asked.

"She keeps complaining about how you've been ignoring her phone calls"

Yelena sighed. She knew her mother would eventually whine to her father about her. It was just like her to play the victim.

"Did she tell you why I've been ignoring her calls?" she asked, growing annoyed when her father told her no. She briefly told him about what had happened that night and her father sighed.

"I understand why you're upset with her. Your mother can be very blunt and inconsiderate of other people's feelings sometimes."

"Tell me about it" Yelena muttered

"But you know that's the way she is, so you shouldn't hold it against her. You know that you don't need to lose any more weight, don't you?"

"I guess." she said softly

"You don't. You're perfect just the way you are. Remember, you can't take everything she says to heart"

"I know dad." she sighed. Her father was right. She couldn't hold a grudge forever, but she just wished her mother would be a little bit more sensitive towards her, considering what she's been through.

"Give her a call. She's really sorry and I'm tired of hearing her complain. If you value your poor father's sanity, you'd give her a call."

She laughed, knowing that her mother was probably driving him insane.

"I'll give her a call." she agreed

"That's all I ask. Well I'm going to go to bed. I'll talk to you soon. I love you, sweetheart."

"I love you too dad. Good night." she said before hanging up. She loved her dad. While her mother was busy spoiling her sisters rotten, Yelena was more of a Daddy's girl. She loved her father dearly and valued his opinion over any other. He always defended her against her mother and was there for her no matter what. She was glad that someone was on her side. Irina always sucked up to her mother and Valilisa smartly chose to exercise her right to remain silent, so her father was all she had really.

"I didn't know you spoke another language" a voice spoke behind her.

She turned and found Mike and Punk along with Rosa Mendes

"What was that, German?" Mike asked

"Russian, and yeah I speak three different languages; Russian, Italian, and Spanish"

"No way, say something dirty in Spanish." Mike asked, enthusiastically

"Mike!" Rosa chided, shaking her head

"What?" he asked as Phil rolled his eyes "Consider it your initiation. Let's hear it, new girl."

Yelena smirked

"Eres un idiota pomposo con una gran boca" she said smugly. She had taken care to say it flirtaciously

"That was hot" Mike finally said

Rosa broke out into a fit of laughter and high fived her

"I like her already." the Latina said

"What did she say?" Mike asked confused by the Latina's laughing

"I don't think you want to know" Punk said, sending Yelena a wink. "See you later." he said as they dispersed.

Yelena was just dozing off when her phone vibrated in the bed next to her. She glanced at the contact name and was surprised

What's your room number?

614

xYelena

Unlock the door for me

Was he seriously coming to her room? He had never come to her. She always went to him. She climbed out of bed and unlocked her hotel room door then crawled back into bed, sleepily. She hadn't realized she fell asleep until she was woken up by the feeling of kisses being placed on the nape of her neck

"Hey" she whispered into the darkness

"Hey" he whispered back, tightening his arm around her waist

She turned over so that she was facing him and took his face in her hands. as she kissed him.

"What are you doing here?" she asked as his body slithered over her's

"I'm rooming with Cody and I figured it would be rude to keep him up all night" he said, his lips finding her's once more

"Oh" she said quitely. The room was silent, other than the sound of their kissing and Yelena had to admit how much she loved kissing him. He seemed to be in no rush tonight and was giving her more attention than usual. He undressed her slowly then stripped down to his boxers. His fingers found the clasp of her bra and he freed her breast, swirling his tongue around her nipple until they were hard before doing the same to the other. Kissing down her stomach, he reached the top of her panties and pulled them off, placing her right leg over his shoulder, placing kisses on her inner thigh. Yelena hissed when his tongue made contact with her core, her back arching off of the mattress. His mouth worked skillfully, sucking and swirling around her clit until she pleading for mercy, her fingers gripping his hair. She was about to reach her peak when he stopped for a few seconds and started the whole process over again. By the time she had almost reached her third orgasm, she was begging. He crawled back up her body and kissed her

"Open" he commanded and she obeyed, opening her mouth and letting his tonue stroke her's so she could taste herself. When he began teasing her entrance with the tip of his erection, she was begging

"Please..." she whimpered, lifting her hips with anticipation, but he drew back so she couldn't reach him

"What? Tell me what you want, sweetheart." he breathed into her ear before taking the lobe in between his teeth, sucking it gently

"I want you." she managed, breathing a sigh of relief when he started teasing her again

"Is this what you want?" he asked, pushing the head into her

She moaned, nodding. She let out a loud groan when he slowly filled her. Her fingernails dug into his back and she heard a growl escape him when he was buried completely inside of her. He kissed her neck while he let her adjust to the size of him before he started to move- slowly at first and then he picked up speed. The room filled with their moans and the slapping of flesh on flesh as he drilled into her. Every time he rammed into her, he rubbed against her sensitive clit, sending her into a frenzy of pleasure and she fell over the edge, her orgasm hitting her hard, and she could feel herself shaking.

"Turn over." he said, pulling out of her

She did so, burying her face in the pillow below her as he raised her bottom half up so that she was on her knees and plunged back into her, extracting a yelp of pleasure from her. He gave her a series of long strokes before they became short and sporadic and he had her cumming again within seconds. An animal-like growl left his mouth has he gripped her hips, feeling his own orgasm building. She reached behind him and grabbed his hand, placing it on her breast and he kneaded it as she met his thrusts and he released inside of her as she came for the third time. He shot rope after sticky rope into her before he slid away, his erection softening. He fell onto the pillow beside her. She snuggled into his side, placing his arm around her. He had always refrained from cuddling with her after sex so she wouldn't get the wrong idea, but after what they had just shared, he couldn't resist. He let her mold herself around him and kissed her forehead before tucking her head under his chin He couldn't help it as he breathed in the familiar scent of her hair: Strawberries, a smell he could inhale forever.

"Shit" her muttered when a thought hit him

"What's wrong?" Yelena asked

"I forgot to wear a condom. You're still on the pill right?"

"Yeah."

He released a sigh of relief "Thank god."

It was quite for a minute and Yelena was expecting him to climb out of bed and get dressed, but strangely, he didn't

"Are you... staying?" Yelena asked in a small voice.

He thought for a second. Staying would go against everything he had sworn he would not do. He didn't want her to get too attached to him, but maybe if she thought he was trying to build a relationship, she'd stop letting pricks like Randy and Punk put their hands on her. He saw the way she had smiled at him and the way she interacted with Punk and he didn't like the attention she was getting or the way she was lapping it up. He liked it better when she was a nobody, who knew no one, but now that had all changed, thanks to that bitch Aksana, but he was going to change that. He would guide his lamb back to the meadow where she belonged

"Yeah." he answered. She snuggled closer to him and kissed his chest. After a while she yawned softly

"Sleep." he urged, pecking her on the lips. He heard her breathing slow and he knew she was asleep and he soon followed.