"What are you doing Paul?"
"Trying to initiate some love making with my gorgeous wife."
"Baby, you are a sex addict. We have been making love all day, and you want more?"
"I can't get enough of yo' love babe," Paul sang in a sorry impersonation of Barry White's deep voice.
Stephanie chuckled and closed her eyes. Her husband was resting between her legs on top of her, feathering her neck with light and wet open mouth kisses. He was driving her insane with his lips. His mouth was as much of an expert as other organs of his body. He knew when, how, and where exactly to touch her… kiss her… probe her.
A shrill noise broke her hazy mind state. She felt Paul lightly jump at the offending shrill to, so he must have been zoned out as well.
"Who the fuck could this be at this hour?" Paul grumbled under his breath, obviously agitated that someone had interrupted his time with his wife. It was bad enough that he could barely see her half the time on the road, much less make love to her, but now they were being interrupted at their home to. When would this madness end?
"Baby it's only five thirty seven in the evening," the brunette reasoned with a chuckle.
"It's still my time with you and I want all of it." He leaned down and kissed her lips lightly before reaching over and reluctantly answering the phone.
"Hello." His tone carried a rude edge.
"Paul, is Steph there?"
"Who is this?"
"It's your sister Lynn, stupid."
"Lynn, don't call me stupid. You're stupid."
"You are."
"No you are."
"You are."
"No you are."
"You are."
"No you are."
"Both of you are stupid now shut the hell up," Stephanie said quickly in an aggravated tone. They were worse than her and Shane sometimes. She wondered if she and Shane were this annoying when they got like this.
"She started it."
"No you did."
"You did."
"No you did."
"You did."
"No you did."
"You did."
"Shut the hell up!" Stephanie shouted snatching the phone from her husband. She placed the receiver to her ear, "Hello."
"Steph there you are."
"Why didn't you just ask to speak with me in the first place?"
"I did, but you know how your idiotic husband can be." Stephanie snickered to herself. She met her husband's suspicious stare.
"What did she say about me?"
"Nothing Paul. She's not talking about you."
"She better not be."
"God you are such a baby sometimes."
"But I'm your baby, Stephy."
The heiress smiled and leaned up and met the cerebral assassin half way in a light loving kiss. He was so annoying at times, but then he would turn around and be so tremendously sweet.
"What was that smack I heard?" Lynn questioned suspiciously, "What are you guys doing?"
"Nothing that I can talk to you about." Her eyes were sealed shut as Paul went back to kissing her neck, this time occasionally sucking on her collarbone and moving dangerously close to her breast before going back to her neck.
"Ewe… I was going to invite you to go out to dinner with me tonight, but you already have plans. I forgot that tonight was you and Paul's night off. I know what you two have probably been doing all day."
"And you would be absolutely correct in your assumption. Although we haven't eaten since breakfast and that was at eight o clock this morning. So going out to dinner sounds great right about now." Stephanie covered her husband's mouth when he went to speak in protest out loud. She knew he loved having all of his time with her and her alone. Anytime they got together, he wanted her all to himself. She was the same way so she couldn't really blame him. She could feel him pressing his hard-on against her swollen and wet nether regions to help silently persuade her answer in his own direction, and he was being very convincing right now. She bit her bottom lip to keep from moaning out loud. God, this man knew how to get his way.
"So are you saying you're taking me up on my invitation?"
"Give me a little while and I'll call you back with my answer."
"Okay, talk to you then."
"Okay, bye."
Stephanie quickly hung up the phone and met the king of king's lips in a searing and passionate kiss. Her body was on fire from his ministrations earlier. Her not being able to respond only ignited and intensified her arousal. She wrapped her legs tightly around his waist. An intense gasp escaped Stephanie's mouth and was swallowed by Paul's mouth as she through her head back in ecstasy from the sheer pleasure of having her husband enter her for the umpteenth time that day.
Lynn would be waiting awhile for that answer.
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"Who was that on the phone?"
"Steph. I just invited her to dinner."
"Oh, will Paul be there?"
"I don't know. He shouldn't since I didn't necessarily invite him. Just a quiet gal's night out."
"Hmm."
"What are your plans for tonight, Shane?"
"Does it matter?"
"No not really. I was just asking."
"Well if you must know. Maria invited me to dinner tonight, if that's okay with you."
"What's the occasion?"
"I guess to discuss her future in this company." Lynn snorted to herself. She was sure it had something to with her future in the company. Along the lines of how she could service one Mr. Shane McMahon to effectively secure her future in the WWE. Little slut.
"What time can I expect you home?"
"Not sure."
"Why not?"
"We were going to go for drinks at a bar after dinner. Nothing special, just two friends hanging out. Kind of like you and Steph." No nothing like me and Steph, because my face won't be buried in Steph's pussy.
"I guess so." She could see Shane watching her out of the corner of her eye. She remained seated on the edge of the bed, as she continued putting on her boots. She would not give him the benefit of meeting his gaze.
"You guess so?" He retreated from the vanity in their room and made his way to their bed… towards her. She sat frozen after zipping up her boots. She prepared herself for a blow to the head or face, but she was surprised to feel a warm hand enclose over her own. She glanced down at it slowly. She then lifted her head slowly to meet dark brown eyes. Soft dark brown eyes filled with a mixture of things she had not seen in awhile from her husband; sincerity, honor, pride, joy, bliss… love. Her heart leaped as she stared into foreign eyes, foreign eyes that she had missed.
Her breath stunted when she noticed Shane leaning in to… kiss her. Her eyes slid shut, her head tilted expectantly and once she felt soft lips touch her own, she parted her lips to accept the tongue that slid easily into her mouth, to explore. His tongue was warm and soft, something else she missed. Her heart was beating a mile a second. It had been a long time since he had kissed her like that, made her body react like that. She sighed in disappointment, when she felt his lips reluctantly leave her own. Her eyes slowly opened to meet his dark brown eyes, which held the same mixture of emotion as before.
"I love you, Lynn."
"I love you too, Shane."
In a night seemingly full of surprises, she sat mindlessly as the heir to the WWE thrown slowly began to unbutton her shirt. Once her shirt was dismissed, a soft moan escaped her lips as she felt a wet and warm tongue licking along her neck, the trailing alone the tops of her breast, which were still enclosed by her black lace bra. Without hesitation, the boy wonder ridded her body of the bra as well, going straight for her pebble nipples, taking turns sucking on each one. Her mind was fuzzy. They had not been intimate in over six months. She had been so busy with the baby that she had not had time to relieve herself either. So her body was craving his every touch.
She was guided back on the bed while Shane hovered above her body. He removed her boots and socks. He lightly kissed each toe of each foot, then each sole, and each heel. He slid his hands up her legs until he reached the waist band of her black slacks. He unbuttoned and unzipped them, before slowly removing them from her legs and tossing them to the side, along with her black lace panties. He sat back on the heels of his feet and admired her naked body in the dimly lit bedroom. Needing to touch her again, he made his way back up her body and met her lips in an ardent and deep kiss. One that made the blonde woman's toes curl. Her body was now screaming for release and she wanted Shane desperately to bring her to the edge. However, moments like this were rare and she did not want to ruin it. So she allowed Shane to take his time with her body.
He made his way back down her body. She closed her eyes, not knowing what he was going to do next. When she felt her legs being parted and placed upon broad shoulders, reality hit her. Then so did a wave of ecstasy when a wet, warm, soft tongue met her swollen, wet, throbbing clitoris. Her mind was spinning and her body was shuddering uncontrollably whenever his tongue came into play. Then she was invaded with his tongue. A tongue that moved in and out of her at a lightning speed. She didn't have much time to enjoy it, when her body began to tremble violently as she was overtaken by her orgasm.
As she tried desperately to catch her breath, she caught a glimpse of dark hair making its way up her body in a flash. She could tell he was now on the verge as well, by how frantic he was now removing his pants. He had been undressing when he came in earlier, so he was only wearing his black slacks. She stared in anticipation at the strained tint in the front of his boxers. It had been far too long since she had been with her husband, far too long.
She was greeted with long, thick, hard flesh when his boxer briefs were removed from his body and tossed haphazardly to the side. In a flash he was back on top of her resting on his forearms, hovering above her. His mouth was hot against her sensitive skin. It had been far too long. His hot, hard manhood was pressing against her wet, throbbing womanhood. Her body craved entrance, and this time his tongue would not do the job.
He felt her body tense when he entered her. He sat still and allowed her to get used to his girth. When he felt her wiggle her hips a little, he took that as invitation and began a slow steady rhythm within her. He could feel her body quickly and continuously responding to him. Her walls tightening around him with every thrust. Her juices pooling around his groin, drenching his dark curls. He went back to her neck, slowly making his way down to her breast, which he attacked with vigor, sucking and kissing and licking, even giving both globes an occasional squeeze.
"Shane… please baby… faster… harder… go harder," Lynn moaned in a breathless tone.
Her request was answered when Shane began moving within her harder at a frantic pace, giving her all he had. Her walls were milking him for all he was worth. He could feel his orgasm quickly approaching, and her body was telling him that she was close as well.
Shane reached between their bodies and rubbed her sensitive nub lightly, and almost immediately her body tensed completely as she climaxed. Her walls gripped him in a deadly vice grip, making it almost hard to keep moving within her. Yet he managed to continue his pace and ride out his own orgasm with a guttural groan as he emptied himself inside of her. After his body had finally come down from its high, he collapsed on top of her limp body.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and held him to her as they both tried to gather enough oxygen to try to breath. Once their breath had returned to normal, Shane lifted his head to Lynn's and lightly kissed her lips. He laid back down on her chest, and they both drifted off into a peaceful and sated sleep, wrapped in each other's arms.
Maria was going to be a loner on this night.