Chapter Two: Breaking Her Own Rules

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John, Dave and the rest of the guests went back into the club and either found seats or stood. All the guys congregated at the edge of the dance floor and talked while drinking their drinks. Stephanie went onstage and again, thanked everyone for coming. She was introducing the band as a waitress approached John and Dave with two shots. They both looked at the waitress and said they didn't order the shots. She smiled and said they were from the singer. Everyone knew who the band was except John, Dave and Randy. The lights went down and the music started to play. The singer walked out and as the spotlight hit her, she looked right at John and raised her glass. It took John a moment to come back to reality as his body was rocked with that same feeling he got every time she looked at him. He checked her out and she looked so amazing. Carli was wearing a black spaghetti strap tank, that stopped just above her belly button, that was sexy not trashy with black hip-hugger cargo capris and black heels. The tank sat low on her chest and complemented her full breasts quite nicely. When John came to his senses he looked at Dave and they raised their shot glasses in return and as the opening of the song continued to play, they did their shots together. Carli's band played their set and when the first set was finished she mingled with the guests. Another round of shots was brought to John and the group he was standing with and John looked for her in the crowd. He found her not too far away and as if she could feel his eyes on her, Carli turned to look at him. She raised her shot glass and they did another shot from across the room. John wasn't even listening to any of the conversations around him, he was mesmerized by Carli. He just stood there watching her, learning her movements, her actions, her responses. He knew he had to talk to her; more than 'hi, I'm John.'

Stephanie noticed Carli looking at the group of guys every few seconds so she looked over there. She knew Carli already was friends with that group so she was puzzled at what was distracting Carli. She saw John looking at Carli and Carli looking at John. "Car, your ass is on fire."

"Okay, yeah." Carli responded without even hearing Stephanie, obviously. Steph laughed at her best friend. Carli was never like this with a guy. No man has ever held Carli's attention like this. Sure she's had relationships, but she gets bored fast and none held her attention like this.

"Carli, look at me." Steph pulled on her and Carli turned to look at Steph. "Why don't you just go talk to him? He's a really nice guy." Steph gave her a little shove.

"Oh, no. I can't." Carli focused on her drink. "I'm coming up with a plan." Carli glanced over at John again and he was being tugged by Dave. It was time for the band's second set so Carli went back to the stage. Everybody loved her band and always tried to talk her into a music career but she and the band were happy with their day jobs and just did the music for fun. When they finished, Carli talked to the DJ about the next few songs he'd play. Steph had joined the group of guys which included John, Dave, Randy, Paul, her fiancé, Ric Flair, Rey Mysterio, Matt and Jeff Hardy, Adam Copeland, Chris Irvine and Chris Benoit, Shawn Michaels, Paul Wight (Big Show), Steve Austin and several others from the WCW and WWE. Carli sent over more shots and they all groaned, except John. He smiled. Paul, Shawn and Ric looked at John with that 'we approve' smirk and Steph was about to question Paul when Carli walked over. She said hi to everyone individually, passed out hugs and kisses and finally stopped at John. They looked at eachother like two high school kids who had a secret. Carli raised her glass and everyone followed; she and John clinked glasses and did their shots. Carli decided now was the time. She whispered to John, "Dance with me." He got goosebumps from her being so close to him. She smelled so good and her lips were so soft on his ear. John whispered back to her.

"There are a lot of things I want to do with you and to you, but honey, dancing ain't one of them." Carli gave John puppy dog eyes and began to back away. She waved to him as if saying goodbye, turned and started to dance. Erotically. Steph looked at her fiancé with her classic smirk and joined Carli on the dance floor. All the guys were watching them dance not only with eachother but by themselves. They both moved enticingly to the song, not in a stripper way, but in a seducing way. All eyes were on Stephanie and Carli.

"Holy shit, she's fuckin' hot." Randy said to no one in particular. The only response was a nod in unison from the group. When Randy said that it got John's jealousy boiling but he didn't show it. He clenched his jaw as he watched her.

"Go to her, take charge." Paul said to John. By this time, nobody was on the floor except Carli and Steph.

"John, just wait man, this is every guy's fantasy. Let the rest of us enjoy the two girls. Uh, one girl, nobody's looking at Steph, Paul." Jeff Hardy said and the group laughed. John was enjoying the show too, but he didn't want anybody looking at Carli the way he was looking at Carli and he knew the entire group was looking at her lustily, married or not, a guy is a guy. The song changed and Carli and Steph continued dancing. Carli continued to look at John and he continued watching her. He took deep breaths and clenched his jaw to keep control. She came over to John as she danced and turned around when she reached him so her back was to John. She brushed her butt against him and he inhaled sharply. He watched the way the muscles in her back moved, the way the tight muscles in her legs directed her body on the floor and the way her apple bottom swayed to the music. She moved like a belly dancer in slow motion. Carli turned around again and looked deep into John's eyes. She hooked a finger in his belt loop and gently pulled him to the dance floor. He was entranced by her eyes and he followed her letting her guide him in the dance. When he regained some of his brain, he took charge and led her in the dance. He was powerful with his movements and it made Carli lose control. She found it exciting and her breathing was ragged and heavy. He held her right hand in his left and pushed her away with his right. She spun away from him and they paused glaring hungrily at eachother. He pulled her back to him forcefully and when her body reached his, he placed his right hand on the small of her back and pressed her into him. Their faces were as close as could be without actually touching. John moved his head to each side as if daring her to kiss him. They could feel the other's breath and Carli let out a small whimper as John softly groaned. He placed his left hand on her upper back, his right hand still on the small of her back and he bent forward causing her to bend backward. She let her head fall, exposing her neck. She could feel John's lips so faint on her neck. He let his lips graze her delicious skin as he moved from her neck down to the center of her chest. He had a very hard time not kissing her. He kept her body pressed to his as he pulled her back up. Carli's hands gripped John's arms tightly as once again their faces were as close as could be without touching. John ran his hands down her back and over her ass then lifted her so her face was above his. She wrapped her legs around John and cupped his face in her hands. Their lips parted and Carli teased John by brushing her lips on his. His grip tightened on her hips. Her tongue darted out and licked his lower lip. In one swift motion John's right hand slid under her to hold her up and his left hand went to the back of her head. He pulled her head down and kissed her firmly. Their mouths frantically trying to show the desperation of their owners and they both moaned into the other's mouth. Carli broke the kiss but kept her mouth touching his.

"John. I can't do this. We have to stop." John's tongue dove into her mouth and another moan escaped her.

"Now or never, baby girl." Carli whimpered again knowing if she didn't stop they'd be fucking right there. She ended the siege with baby kisses and John gently put her down. He held both her hands in his as they walked off the dance floor still kissing.

"Stay right here." John shook his head and watched her go towards the bar. The guys instantly swarmed him as soon as Carli walked away but he kept watching her. Dave finally broke the trance and they all asked him what it was like to kiss her. Carli was getting them both water, the last thing they needed was more alcohol. As she waited for the water she leaned against the bar and watched the party. She could see a group of girls approaching from her left and they were giggling. One of them ran right into her and as she said oops she made certain her entire bottle of ice cold beer went down the front of Carli's top, even shaking it upside down to make sure it was empty. Carli looked at Dawn Marie Psaltis who was now laughing with her girlfriends again and she just rolled her eyes. She grabbed the bottles of water and was half way back to John when she ran into Stephanie. She asked Steph to give the water to John and she'd be right back, she needed to change. Carli didn't want to ruin Steph's night so she just told her she bumped into someone and a drink spilled. Steph knew she was lying but let it go. John saw Carli go through a set of doors by the side of the stage and Steph came over and gave John both waters. She was looking around the party trying to figure out what really happened when Paul asked where Carli went.

"Is it time already for another set?" Paul asked.

"No, she went to her office to change. Somebody spilled a beer on her." Steph replied as she continued to look around. Paul looked at John and made sure Steph was preoccupied. He pointed to the door and told John to go to Carli. He walked John over so he could pass through security and told him how to get to Carli's office. John was a little hesitant about being so forward, but Paul said not to worry, just go up and get to know her in a quiet setting. John walked up two flights of stairs and arrived at the office doors. He took a deep breath, knocked and slowly opened the door.

"Carli?" His eyes scanned the room quickly and then he saw her. She was standing there in her bra, boyshorts and heels. All black. He looked her up and down and felt himself become aroused, hopefully not too noticeable but his lower half was still behind the door. His mouth went dry and he tried to speak. "I wanted to make sure you're ok." He knew he should look away but he couldn't. Carli was startled but knew it was too late to hide.

"I'm ok, just a little beer on my top." They both gazed at eachother and started breathing heavy. "John…" He crossed the room in the blink of an eye, picked her up and backed her into the wall. Her legs instantly wrapped around him and their mouths played the same desperate game. They both groaned as he unhooked her bra and yanked it away throwing it to the side. His mouth and hands moved to her breasts, licking and sucking, holding them like a prize. His mouth went back to hers and she held his head with both hands. He placed his right arm underneath her lifting her a little higher as he frantically undid his belt and jeans. "hurry…" John freed himself and with his left hand he went to her moving her panties to the side and plunging his fingers into her. He immediately knew she was ready for him. He took both her hands and pinned them against the wall above her head with his right hand. He guided her hips with his left hand and they both almost screamed as he entered her. He stood still and kept her from moving until he could regain control. If either of them moved it was over for John. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath; all he could hear was Carli's ragged breathing which matched his own. They both needed to adjust to the new feeling of eachother. He opened his eyes and looked at her; her mouth was parted and her eyes bore hungrily into him. They both knew they'd gone too far to consider this love making, let's just call it like it is.

"Fuck me, John." She whispered as she struggled against him to move her hips.

"Oh shit, baby." He tried to think of other things as he began to move in and out of her. He had never been a two pump chump and he wasn't about to start now. He prided himself on his stamina, but Carli was ruining his record real fast. He let go of her arms and gripped her hips with his hands attempting to gain control again. She dipped her tongue in his mouth and mimicked his movements. He turned around and carried her to the couch, maintaining the connection. He sat on the edge of the couch and leaned back into the soft cushions. Carli pulled her legs from around John and left them at his sides. She shoved her hands under his thighs and leaned back a little. She kept her eyes on his as she moved her hips in circles and ovals. "Mmmm, Carli, baby, you feel so good." His hands squeezed her ass and she arched her back, still moving her hips at a steady pace. He could feel her body gripping him tight and then releasing him, teasing him, antagonizing him. John looked at her body; her perfect 34Cs, her taught and defined tummy, the trail of hair that led to the place where their bodies were joined. He brought his hands around and began his assault on her. Carli squealed and her head fell back. He could feel her body getting closer and closer which was making him get closer and closer. He took control of her hips with his fingers as his thumbs continued the assault. Carli moaned and whined as she felt her body giving in to John. Her nails dug into his thighs and when he felt her body start to contract he moved harder and a little faster. He too lost control and John came right after Carli. She let her body go limp and she lay against John. They both sat there covered in sweat and panting. There was a knock at the door and a stage hand told Carli she had five minutes. She yelled back she needed 10 minutes and got the okay. She slowly climbed off of John and went to the bathroom. She pulled her hair into a pony and started the shower. John came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her. He kissed her shoulders and she started to giggle.

"Does that tickle?" John asked against her skin.

"A little but that's not why I'm laughing." Carli stepped into the shower and pulled John in with her. "That was the first time I've ever done that." John looked at her shocked and thought she meant her first time – ever. She saw the look on his face and clarified. "I never ever ever just fuck somebody. I always wait at least 3 months." She shook her head and rubbed soap on her body. John stopped her and cupped her face in his hands.

"I never intended to be with you when I came up here. I want to see you again. Later tonight after the party. I want to see you everyday and if I have to wait three months to make love to you, I will. Gladly." John kissed her gently. Carli gave him a little smile and finished her shower. She stepped out and let John finish as she quickly got dressed. She suddenly felt shy and couldn't get the grin to leave her face. John came back out and threw his clothes back on. She freshened her perfume and make-up, fluffed her hair and they walked out to go back to the party. She left John at the door to the club; she was going another way to get to the stage. He lifted her chin with his hand and kissed her softly. She gave him a smack on the ass, turned and went down the hall; he couldn't take his eyes off her. She looked back when she got to the stage door and gave him a wink. He smiled and went back to the party wearing the same grin Carli was and neither could make it go away.