i had to make up for that shitty chapter i posted earlier. Review please
I turned the key in the lock and led Christian inside. He had graciously given me a tour of the arena and now I wanted to give him a little tour of my own. In a few words I was horny and ready to fuck.
"Got anything to drink?" He asked tugging at his collar.
"Ya in the fridge help yourself." I told him as I went to my room to change.
He reached in and cracked the top off one of Randy's Buds.
"You drink Canadian beer to?" He asked taking a swig.
"Randy loves the stuff. Not a beer drinker myself." I told him upon re-entering the kitchen in my Victoria secret. I bought something special for the wedding why waist it.
I snaked my arms around his neck and started to kiss him.
"I dunno about this." He said turning away from me.
"What's the matter?" I asked pushing him back onto the leather sofa. "Don't you think I'm pretty?"
"It's not that."
"Then what is it?"
"What about Randy?" He said shyly.
"I told you Randy and I are just friends."
"Honestly you're not fucking him."
"So we fuck what's the big deal? He's not my husband or anything hell he's not even my boyfriend."
"You are aware that it says "Bride" on the back or your underwear right?"
I took a look at my behind. "So it does. It was something I bought for Vince but you'll make better use of it."
"Vince as in McMahon?"
"One in the same." I got up and got a drink I could tell it was going to be awhile.
"He was your fiancé?"
"What can I say the man's got some serious money."
He got up off the couch. "Your serious."
"Christian I thought we were having fun here? None of that stuff matters."
"But-"
"No buts." I said cutting him off. "We could role play in it." I suggested. "You could be my husband and I could be your wife without any of the strings attached in the morning."
I could tell I struck a nerve.
"Your married aren't you?" I asked him.
He simply nodded. I couldn't allow him to get cold feet (no pun intended) I really need this.
"That's ok, every respectable man keeps a mistress right? I mean it gets lonely on the road you have needs honey."
"Do you honestly believe that?" He asked.
"Is this the first time you've cheated?"
He shook his head.
"Then yes I do."
He hesitated for a moment. "So it's our wedding night?"
"It's whatever you want it to be." I told him.
He flowed me into the bedroom and laid me down on the bed running his hands over my body.
"Christian." I moaned.
He made short work of my panties, 100-dollar panties I might add and began to kiss up my body. I reached up to him and ripped the dress shirt off his body allowing buttons to fly across the bedroom floor.
"In a hurry?" He asked me.
I didn't say a word I just went straight for his belt pealing off his pants and boxers.
He laughed and started to tease me with the tip pretending he was going to put it in and the stopping right before he did.
"I can't take it anymore." I yelled rolling him over and riding him as fast and hard as I could. "Mr. Cage!" I screamed.
I lost count how many times we had sex after 4 and I'm not sure I still have vision in my left eye but that's another story.
"What the fuck?"
Was the sound that I woke up to, then a draft of cold air. I looked down and Randy had peeled the sheets off of me. I looked over I wasn't alone, we'd fallen asleep and Christian didn't get a chance to leave before Randy got home.
"I can explain." I said sitting up.
You know what? I hate when people say that because there's never really a good explanation and you know there fucked anyway. You hear the phrase "I can explain" and you just know there's trouble.
I looked at the panic on Christian's face and apologized to him with a look.
"I think I should leave." He said getting up and throwing on his clothes.
"Call me!" I yelled as he slammed the door.
"Call me?" Randy mocked. "Should you tell a guy to call you when your boyfriend just caught you cheating.
"Randy for the last time you're not my boyfriend! We fucked big deal take a number." I told him getting dressed.
"Mia look at me, I'm in love with you."
"Stop saying that."
"But it's true."
"Randy you deserve a nice girl I'm nothing but trouble you said so yourself everybody knows it it's like in the dictionary or something." I said hunting for my other shoe.
"I don't want a nice girl." He said taking my hand. "I want you."
"Randy this is ridiculous."
"Is it?" He asked.
"Yes. Now I'm going out when I get back lets pretend we never had this conversation." I said grabbing my keys; I needed to find a place that served drinks at 7 a.m.