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Summary: Jeff Hardy has got a lot more then wrestling on his mind lately, and it all centers around a certain WWE Diva. Will he admit his true feelings in time or will he lose his chance forever.
Music Disclaimer: The song is by Poison – Lay Your Body Down and I do not own the rights to it. It is used here only for entertainment purpose.
Advisory: This chapter main contain scenes that may be offensive to some readers. Reader Discretion is advised.
He watched her, like a bird stalking its prey. If she knew he was standing in the shadows then she was not letting it show. Just why hadn't he walked away from the club the minute things had gotten too close for comfort? Why had he just waited outside, biding his time until he saw her exit mere minutes later.
She was alone of course, which meant that there was no one in that club that caught her approval. That or she was feeling the same heat that he was whenever they were around each other. Was it possible that she felt exactly what he was feeling, like they were a match made in heaven, but without the right moves to get to the right place?
She looked gorgeous tonight, the way her hips seemed to sway in the skirt and low cut t-shirt that she wore. If the shirt was any tighter to her breasts he thought he might just explode right there in the darkness with the street light the only thing to guide him.
He stood idly by as she entered the hotel to which she was staying, having followed her all the way home, wondering just what she had planned for the rest of the night now that her club dreams had been taken away from her. He hadn't meant to push her away and run the way he did but he was having a hard time dealing with the impulses his body seemed to create whenever he was around her.
He walked into the hotel room and went to the front desk, after a reasonable amount of time had passed and he was sure she was well comfortable in her suite. He garnered the information he needed, mainly because he was a fellow wrestler himself and there was no harm in giving out information to a fellow co worker.
When he stood outside of her suite, the fear began to rise in him but he pushed it down with all of his strength. He knew why he was here and what was going to happen if he had his way and there was no way that he was going back on that now. He had to know what it felt like, to be with her without any one else around. To hear the sound of her labored breathing beneath him as he made love to her. The scent of her as she writhed in esctacy as they came together. He just had to know what it felt like, just once before this time was through.
He knocked, and held his breath nervously as he waited for her to look through the peep hole of her door and make sure he was not a fan or an attacker. When she was satisfied with who was on the other end of the doorway she opened it and motioned him in without so much as a greeting.
"I know this is unexpected.." he said trailing off and letting her take in the fact that he was indeed standing before her and not just a figment of her imagination, of which he seemed to be lately and he knew this.
"Why are you here?" she asked him point blank, her arms crossed over each other and her foot stamping lightly into the floor.
He knew she was upset, angry more like it and he wanted to tell her exactly why he had run from her just mere minutes before but he knew the time for that would come later...much later after what he had set in motion had come to pass.
"Because deep down you want me here." Was all he could reply.
She turned from him then, prepared to move as far away as she could from him and the feelings that he was so obviously causing her. Before she could make it any further then a couple of steps though he held out his arms and he stopped her, bringing her around again to face him.
"Tell me you want me to go and I will. But I don't think you will because you want me here."
Her eyes, which had once showed anger and hurt were now shining with need, a need that until now Jeff had never truly seen on her features. He had known how much he let his need for her show every time they touched but she had been more guarded with hers.
"You want me here." he repeated.
She nodded and not wasting another moment he stepped forward, as close as he could get to her and he pulled her body, by way of her head to him, crashing their lips together in a momentary loss of time and space. As he deepened the kiss, her mouth seemingly full of wetness, something he hoped translated to the rest of her body he could feel the pulsating need within himself to carry this further, but to take his time.
Not breaking the kiss for a second he hoisted her up into his arms and moved towards the hotel bed, the place where he was sure that the magic of them finally coming together was about to take place. Or at the very least he wanted it too. He laid her down lightly and climbed on top of her, just breaking away from their passionate embrace long enough to make sure that she was comfortable beneath his weight.
He saw the hunger in her eyes, the absolute craving that was mirrored in his own. She knew where this was going to go and knew that she could have the power to stop it but no sound seemed to come from her pursed lips. She wanted this maybe not as eagerly as he did, but with as much passion as he.
With one last look into her eyes he moved down her body, rolling her shirt up just a little, exposing her stomach, and then moving it up just a little further exposing her breasts that now lay tightly in the white lacy bra he had seen on her so many times before. Sliding the shirt over her head, tossing to the side of the bed he slipped his hands slowly underneath the under wire of the bra just allowing his fingers the pleasure of feeling the softness of her skin.
She let out a small moan as he wrapped his hands around her breasts, massaging them with his hands, one by one, in intricate circle motions, wanting to take all the time in the world to make her feel at her most pleasured. Seeing the clasp at the front of the bra he undid it, letting it fall over her slim shoulders and out of his way so he could taste the softness of the now hard nipples.
He wrapped his mouth around her left breast, taking it into his entire mouth, all the while using his tongue to flick the areola, making the nipple almost crack within the hardness of itself. She moaned again and he felt her running her hands through his head, arching her back and her pelvic region into the air, signaling just what the pleasurable feeling was doing to her senses.
Just as he was taking her in through every sense, she was as well. He broke away after running his mouth over both breasts and made his way down her abdomen, at one point tickling her with his tongue and causing her body to do an all over twitch.
He slid his fingers into the undercarriage of her skirt and slid it down around her ankles, exposing the matching panties that went with the bra he had just untangled from her now sweat ridden body. Her body was reacting to his touch, just the way he had imagined it so many times in his mind and he had to stop himself from releasing himself.
As he slid her panties down slowly, taking his time and letting her savor the touch, he noticed the patch of hair, in the shape of a triangle that covered the pink pulsating piece he craved to wrap his mouth around. He bent down slowly and as he went to put his mouth to her cunt, ready to really taste her for the very first time, she moved, causing him to stop and look back up into her eyes.
"No, I can't wait anymore." she whispered breathlessly, urging him with her body to come back to where he was before, where his lips could be wrapped around hers. They had all the time in the world to get to know each others bodies inside and out, but right now she wanted to feel what he would feel like inside of her.
Following her direction he slid slowly back up her body, placing tender kisses along each of her body parts until he reached her face again, their lips coming together as one as she slowly used her hands to unbutton the only thing that held his body apart from hers.
When she had safely maneuvered his jeans downward he broke away and pulled them off, taking the boxer shorts that accompanied them with them, all in a neat pile gathering on the hotel room floor.
Motioning to the drawer beside the bed, Jeff opened it and laced himself with the protection she was so eager to give them both, knowing that this was a situation they could never go back from. Kissing her again, he moved his cock between her legs, brushing up against them and begging for entrance.
She parted her legs and he entered her slowly at first, then pushing himself deeper and deeper until the head of his dick could rub against the sides of her cervix, sending a tingling fiery sensation all the way down to his feet and making him moan in pleasure.
"Ashley, I want to watch your face this time as I make love to you, can you handle that?" Jeff asked, his voice husky and driven in need.
She nodded and he proceeded to watch her as he moved inside of her body, in and out, around in circles, watching as her eyes rolled back in her head in absolute pleasure, and a small moan trickled out of her mouth.
God damn, she sounds sexy. He thought to himself all the while moving within her, kissing her lips and breaking away and focusing his attention on her neck, the taste of fruit so prevalent there he had just had to have another taste of her.
He slid his hands beneath her rear, tilting her against him and changing the angle of their two bodies. His pelvis bumped against her cunt so hard the intermittent pressure was almost too much to bear. Wetness growing, need escaping they were wrapped up in each other, neither one looking away from the other, just watching in delight at the pleasure they were able to seek together.
The wave hit him then, one he could no deny any longer, one that had been aching since they had danced earlier in the club. He felt her tense in that moment and tighten her pussy around him, making it that much harder to move and to release from the intense orgasm he was surely about to receive.
They came together then, their sweaty bodies tangled within one another, each breath hard and deliberate, as if it might be their last and all at once they collapsed onto each other in esctacy. The sound of their still labored breathing the only sound in the entire room.
After a few seconds of silence Jeff moved off of her body and looked up into her satiated eyes. What he saw there was more then a woman who had been sent to the brink and back, but a woman that held the key to the one thing he had never expected to want to give away again.
His heart.
"Jeff.." she started to speak finally able to find her voice again after the loud climax they had experienced together.
"Yeah?" he whispered back at her.
"Don't run from me tonight alright?Just stay here for now and let me love you."
He thought about her words and what they had done to his heart the moment they were out of her mouth. This was what they were going through all of this for wasn't it? They loved each other. The realization of that was almost as scary as what his brother would do the minute he found out that they had gone behind his back and slept together, finally letting the passion overtake them. It was almost too much to think about. But he knew he would do as she asked.
He would stay the night here with her, and every night after that if that was what she wanted him to do.
Because no matter what he said from now on there was only one thing that was clear. Jeff Hardy was in love with Ashley Massaro and the way they had just come together, their hearts almost beating as one, was proof of that.
"I'll stay with you Ashley, as long as you need me too."
Let your love rain down on me, down on me