Chapter Three – Hurry Up and Wait
His hands held her face gently as he showered her with kisses. She loved his mouth and sucked and licked his lips. He wanted nothing but to take this new found relationship two steps further but his brain and heart actually overpowered his physical needs. Randy was lying on his back and Charlie was hovering just above him on all fours. Being on her hands and knees was keeping enough space between them to maintain control. Their tongues were dancing with eachother slowly, lingering against one another flagrantly indulging themselves. He could kiss her until the end of time, her lips and strawberry tongue were enough to sate him, for now.
He slowly sat up and they were both kneeling on the bed, Randy continuing his oral assault on her delicious mouth. His hands were on her hips holding her to him, gripping her body and loving the feel of her against him. Each one would moan every few minutes as their desires peaked and their bodies fought their brains for control. Their kisses varied from soft and gentle to passionate and lust induced. Randy wrapped his left hand in her hair and held the back of Charlie's head. He gently persuaded her to lie back as his body pushed hers.
She marveled at the feel of him above her. It was one thing to see this man on tv, it was quite another to see the body up close. To feel him and kiss him was a sensation she never wanted to end. His left hand remained behind her head and his right rested on her bare tummy. Charlie allowed her hands to roam the massive expanse of his back and chest. Randy kept his mouth on hers, he knew if he moved it he'd have a hard time with self-control.
His hand drifted behind her and wrapped around her ass pulling her to her side and flush against him. She gasped at the feel of him and felt as if he were trying to crush her into him. He was holding her so tight against him it made her moan with abandon. Randy slid his knee in between her legs and pulled one leg over him, his forearm molded to the back of her thigh. His mouth and body craved hers, her very essence yearned for his, wars raging inside their heads.
"Stay with me." She whispered into his mouth. All he did was nod in reply. Charlie pulled away slowly and regretfully. "I have to get back." She looked at his watch and thought about the evening.
"Are you sure you want me to stay?" He asked. They both knew they wouldn't go the full distance, but spending the night together nonetheless was a big step.
"I would love it." She stood and backed out of the room. "Two hours and I'll be back." She smiled and headed back downstairs. She was wearing her permagrin again and nothing would change that tonight. She had a beautiful man in her bed waiting for her and a calm night at the bar. Her manager could shut things down tonight; she would just make a quick appearance.
Charlie had to close the bar, but she was in such a hurry she had everyone else clean and she would do the books in the morning. A normal clean up takes up to two hours and everyone knew where Charlie wanted to be so they rushed through. When the last person left she locked the doors, turned off the lights and darted up the steps. Her home was dark except soft light coming from her bedroom. I really want to have sex tonight, but I really want to wait until he returns. If I have sex tonight, I may never see him again, but I shouldn't use sex to keep him. Of course he is Randy Orton and he could get sex from thousands of other women at any given moment. Wait, why is Randy with me so much?
She walked slowly to her bedroom and saw Randy lying on the bed, eyes closed and candlelight illuminating the room adding a romantic glow and making him look even sexier. The room smelled of vanilla and lavender and it drove her senses mad. He was wearing only his boxers, the smallest pair she'd ever seen, and stood when he sensed her presence. She couldn't look at anything but his body. His hands, his arms, shoulders, chest, abs, thighs, nothing had been untouched by her eyes. Nothing.
Charlie stood frozen to her spot staring at Randy, she had yet to look at his face. He took his time crossing the room to her and stopped just short of touching her. His eyes held hers and no words were said. She could feel her body tensing and straining for release. He gently reached for the hem of her shirt and agonizingly slow pulled it up and over her head. Now Randy had a hard time looking anywhere but her body and fought his own obvious arousal. His gaze drifted back to her face which was cloudy with desire. He used his body to back her into the wall leisurely dropping to his knees and undoing the button and zipper of her jeans.
Randy's moves were calculated and deliberate, precise and exact. He still held her eyes and he glanced at her lips which were partially open and her tongue slid out to wet her lower lip. His hands painstakingly pulled at the obstacle covering what he wanted to see and feel. He helped her step out of her pants and still knelt before her. He needed to memorize this moment and how she looked. Four weeks was a long time and his brain ordered him to sear her image into his eyes only to be transformed to fantasies.
Randy was not a fan of pink undergarmets, but the sight of the body in front of him made pink the most beautiful color he'd ever seen. Her soft pink lace balconet bra and matching lace hipster panties were spellbinding, particularly against her tan skin. He ran his hands up her legs and stopped at her hips. His desires took over and his tongue snaked out to taste the soft flesh beneath her belly button. Charlie audibly gasped and fought the need to faint. Her body shivered in response and Randy's hands moved of their own volition to her ass.
His fingertips swept over her heated skin from her knees to her lower back. His tongue and lips continued it's onslaught of the tender areas closest to her femininity. He traced invisible lines and circles from her ribs to her hips placing delicate kisses where she craved them. Randy knew what he was doing would cause her to crack and silently cursed himself, but he couldn't stop, she was captivating. His hands drifted to the edge of her panties and tugged them a little lower to expose her hips.
Charlie's own hands were grabbing at the wall behind her. Her eyes were glued to Randy's actions and she couldn't look away, much less blink. Her will power was crashing all around her and she had no problem with that. Her body was betraying her, her brain became the cheering section for her body and her heart wrapped itself in steel. He stood to his full height and wrapped her legs around him. He carried her to her dresser and sat her down.
Charlie couldn't tolerate anymore torture. Her hands were on his face instantly and she kissed him expressing everything her body was saying. Her tongue dominated his and Randy thought he'd explode at any moment. Instead of soft and gentle and loving, the kisses and touches turned passion filled and lust driven. He unclasped her bra with one swift motion and released her engorged breasts. She didn't know desire could actually be painfully delicious. His tongue darted out and feasted on the appetizing body on display before him.
His hands slid to her ass and pulled her forward forcefully pressing her most intimate areas into his. One hand on her lower back kept her flush against him and the other hand pulled her leg up pushing it against her ribs. His mouth descended on hers and his kisses were drugging her. Charlie was struggling to hold herself up and instinctively wrapped her arms around Randy using him for stability. She arched her back and Randy moaned when he felt her breasts on his already burning skin. He broke the kiss and let his mouth descend down her tender flesh.
He knelt in front of her once again only this time he put both of her legs over his shoulders. He nipped and licked her inner thighs and Charlie was struggling to hold her head up and her eyes forward. When he finally let his tongue drag across her center Charlie was on the verge of screaming for release. Randy got a small taste of her through her panties and it sent his rational thoughts spiraling away. I'll just buy her another pair he thought to himself as he literally ripped her panties off.
Her scent wafted to him and he looked at her to confirm what he was about to do was okay. All he saw was half lidded eyes barely focusing on anything. His movements were soft and tantalizing, causing her to shudder. His hands aroused her first and his tongue followed. Charlie wanted to scream and beg for mercy, but it was the sweet feel of his tongue making love to her that kept her brain in a foggy haze and voice devoid of forming any words. Her fingers locked into his hair and held his head exactly where she wanted it. Craved it. The undulating waves of an orgasm rocked Charlie's body and Randy stayed with her until her body stopped convulsing and the tremors subsided.
He broke free from her and let her sit there and recover while he turned down the covers of her bed. Tonight was about Charlie and only Charlie. His body would implode when word spread he wasn't going to give himself any release. Another time he thought. Randy tenderly lifted her limp body and placed her on the bed wrapping himself around her. Her body was so flaccid she couldn't speak a word, she just relished in the feel of him flush against her.
"Sleep, beautiful girl, tomorrow is a whole new day." He whispered in her ear. She couldn't even open her eyes if she wanted too. He kissed her neck and shoulders and held her tight against him. Burying his face in her hair he too let sleep take over when he felt the soft rhythmic breathing of the stunning woman in his arms.