BECCAS CHAPTER

So, now that you're done with Chyler, I think we should have some time alone." Leland said, stroking Becca's thigh. They were both lying in Leland's hotel room, a sheet only covering Becca. Leland was on his side and he watched her trying to tuck her leg under the sheet, she was so ticklish.
"Well, I have a couple of days before I go to Connecticut."
"What's there?" Leland asked, kissing her neck as he snuggled closer to her.
"My new job."
"Your new what?" Leland asked, sitting up and he saw Becca tucked in the blankets and sitting up.
"I have a new job."
"Doing what? I thought we were going to find you something in Hawaii?"
"We were, but I was offered something I couldn't refuse."
"Becca, tell me, baby."
"I'm going to be working for Vince."
"Vince who?" Leland said, his stomach falling, he had a good idea.
"Mr. McMahon. He offered me an amazing job."
"How amazing?" Leland asked, a little bit of poison in his tone.
"Six figures, a place to stay."
"And what do you have to do?" Leland asked and Becca looked over at him.
"It's not what you think! I'll be doing all the same things I did for Chyler."
"Are you sure? Did you check all the loopholes in that contract? Are you sure there isn't an amendment that you have to sleep with him?"
"Leland, don't be like this."
"Don't be like what? Honest with you? He has this weird thing about you and now you're working for him? Don't you think it's a little odd?"
"I don't have a CHOICE!" She blurted out and Leland chuckled.
"Everyone has a choice, Becca."
"Well, I don't." She said and Leland looked over at her.
"Tell him no."
"I can't."
"Why not. It's easy, you tell me no all the time."
"It's not as easy as you think. There's more to this than just saying no."
"Call a lawyer and have the contract annulled." Leland said, taking a drink out of the Johnny Walker bottle and handing it to Becca.
"I'm not getting into this with you." She said, taking a large swig from the bottle and coughing as the liquor burned her throat.

Leland got up off the bed and walked into the bathroom and started the shower. He stuck his head outside the door and called to Becca. He saw her with her glasses on and he came over and kissed her lips gently. He reached for her hands and pulled her off the bed and toward the bathroom. He pulled her into the shower and took out the pin holding her up. He shook her hair out and kissed her as they showered. He kissed her neck and he tried again to get her to come to Hawaii with him.

"Come to Hawaii." Leland said as he kissed her neck and she shook her head, her long red hair smacking him.
"I can't. I told you, I have to be in Connecticut."
"When will I ever see you?"
"I'll come and see you."
"No you won't. Why don't we just end it now? It was hard enough seeing Chyler with Vince controlling her life let alone trying to see you with Vince controlling yours!"
"He won't control my life." Becca lied and she thought about that tape. She would love to tell Leland what he was doing. She didn't really care if Vince showed the tape for her benefit, but Leland had a family and two small children.
"Stop lying to yourself. You jump at a moment's notice for that man. What does he have over you?"
"He doesn't have anything over me. Look, Le, we'll make it work. It's not like with Chyler, we can be together in public. I know you would kill for that. Just think, wherever Vince goes, I go. So, we can make love in Venice and then the next day see one another at the Taj Mahal. Wouldn't it be so romantic?" She asked, lightly kissing his neck.
"You're forgetting one thing, I have two kids. I can't jet around the world with you."
"Believe me, I haven't forgotten your kids." Becca muttered when Leland climbed out of the shower.

Leland got dressed for dinner and he saw Becca getting dressed as well. She didn't look happy and he heard her Blackberry ringing on the table. She dropped everything and ran to the phone and before it rang a second time, she had it in her hand and she was poised with her palm pilot and her file-a-fax. She seemed nervous and Leland watched her. She had it on speaker-phone so she could siphon through her notes as she spoke.

"Mr. McMahon, what can I do for you?"
"Where are you?"
"In my suite."
"Are you alone?"
"No, I'm not. My boyfriend is here." She bit her lip and prayed Leland couldn't hear.
"What are you doing tonight?"
"Going out for dinner at the Red Rock."
"I'll meet you there. We need to discuss our contract."
"Vince, I can't. It's the last time I'll see Leland in a little while and I don't start until next week."
"Mm, are you sure you're too busy? I hear Red Rock has that amazing big screen television screen in the lounge area. TMZ is there all the time."
"I'll be there at eight." She sighed and he laughed evilly.
"See how easy this is? Come alone." He hung up and Becca sighed. Leland was at the door with her purse and she looked at the clock and it was seven. If she had dinner with Leland before Vince got there, she could still have a nice evening.

Becca walked over to Leland and he kissed her neck gently as they walked out. Leland nuzzled her gently and Becca was walking out of the hotel and she closed her eyes when she saw a limo pull up and the window opened. She saw Vince's face and he motioned to her. She pretended not to see him and the horn was honked and Leland looked over.

"Your boss is here." Leland muttered and Vince got out, wearing a black suit and a pink tie. He smiled at Becca and held out his arms to her. Becca groaned and Leland saw her stamp her way over to him.
"I thought I would pick you up, I was on the way." Vince smiled at Leland and Leland eyed him back.
"I am busy. I will see you at eight." Becca said and Vince held up his iPhone and Becca groaned when she saw the video playing. "Please just let me say goodbye." She begged and he nodded.
"What's going on?" Leland asked when Becca came over and pulled him away.
"I have to go for a business dinner. I will come back to the hotel with something special." She said and Leland saw the sadness in her face.
"Becca, say no for fuck sakes."
"I can't say NO! What part of this don't you understand?" Becca spat out, exasperated.
"Becca, come on, it's my second last night in Vegas."
"I can't stay Leland. I will come back to the hotel in some La Perla and you can order some champagne..." Becca whispered into his ear and tickled his neck.
"La Perla?" Leland asked and he smiled into her neck and kissed her gently.
"Mm, a sexy little g-string, garters and a nice little push-up bra?" Becca thought out loud and Leland laughed.
"Mm, that sounds delicious."
"I will see you later, sweetheart."
"Becca, I love you." Leland muttered and she smiled and nodded.
"Me too, baby." She said and walked toward the car. "You have no idea."

Becca climbed into the car and Vince smiled and handed her a glass of champagne. She accepted it and took a sip. He smiled at her again and moved over closer to her. He put his arm around her and saw her grimace a little. Vince's smile fell and he tightened his tie a little. He looked at Becca and then at her cell phone as she started texting Leland.

"You're not going back to the hotel tonight." He muttered into her ear so Randy, her ex wouldn't hear him.
"Excuse me?" Becca asked and she looked over at Vince.
"You have things to do tonight. You have to make sure Randy is set up, he is the special guest tonight at the dinner."
"I would rather eat rat poison than make sure he's comfortable."
"Mm, harsh, Becca." Randy laughed and smiled at her. He licked his lips and puckered up at her.
"Tell your boyfriend you're not available tonight. Tell him to go back to Hawaii and sit on the beach." Vince said and Becca sighed and reached for her cell phone. She dialled Leland's number and she wanted to scream.

Leland had just placed the order for the champagne and the strawberries when the phone rang. He looked at the caller id and saw Becca's number. He smiled and laid down on the bed. He had just received her last text and replied to her. He had talked of what he was going to do to her and it involved putting strawberry juice somewhere special and then licking it off.

"Mm, can't wait for the strawberries?" Leland purred and he heard Becca sob a little. "What's wrong now, baby?"
"I can't come back to the hotel." She mumbled and Leland groaned.
"Why not now?" Leland sighed, anger in his voice.
"I am busy tonight." She said and Leland groaned.
"fuck off, Becca. If you don't want to be with me, just say it."
"I do want to be with you." Becca pleaded with him and he just sighed.
"Screw off, Becca. Enjoy your life. If you're free one night and you're in Hawaii, you know my number. See you around." Leland hung up and Becca put her Blackberry in her purse and Vince squeezed her shoulder and gave her a kiss on her cheek and she pulled away.
"You are the perfect little assistant, Becca." He said and he patted her thigh and smiled at Randy when she coiled and pulled away.

Becca sat down in Red Rock and she grabbed the drinks menu from Randy and he smiled at her and leaned over toward her. She read the menu and she felt his hand disappear under the white table cloth and he squeezed her thigh. She looked over at him and bared her teeth and he pulled away. He wasn't surprised she acted this way around him, after all he did cheat on her. Becca pointed to something on the menu and Randy read it over her shoulder. The waiter came over and Randy ordered her the appletini she was pointing to. She was at least going to enjoy the night. It came over to the table and she threw it back and Randy tapped the table and the waiter brought another one over.

"So, Becca, aren't you glad you're going to be working for the top boss?" Vince asked as he cut into his Kobe beef steak.
"Ecstatic." She muttered and watched as her sea scallops came to the table.
"We'll have to talk about your wardrobe." Vince said and Becca looked down at her clothes.
"What's wrong with what I wear?" Becca asked and he looked over at her as he spread creme fraiche on his baked potato.
"Nothing, of course. You always look so wonderful. You'll be on television more and well, I am pleased to be the one to tell you, but fans think you're hot. Unfortunately, I did a poll on the website and they think you wear too much clothing." Becca looked down at her strapless A-line dress.
"In other words, Becca, your hemlines need to come up and the cleavage needs to be even more delicious." Randy said with a smirk and Becca held back a tear.
"Why are you doing this to me?" She hissed and Vince smiled and looked at Randy and he got up and went to the bar.
"Why am I doing what to you?"
"Blackmailing me? You're making my life miserable!"
"Oh phooey, Becca. Miserable? Please, you have a life that everyone would want. You're young, beautiful, you make more money than you could ever spend. Not to mention you have a man in your life who would leave Chyler for you. What more could you ask for?"
"A life that is mine!" She spat out and he looked over at her and speared one of her scallops.
"You can have your life back. When your contract is over."
"And when is that?" Becca asked, defiance in her voice.
"When I say it is." He said, a note of finality in his voice. Randy came over with a drink for her and she downed it. She started to feel tipsy and when Randy's hand touched her thigh, she reached down and touched his hand.
"Sorry..." He muttered into her ear, but she didn't say anything, she pulled his hand higher up her skirt and he felt she wasn't wearing any underwear. "I'm not now." He muttered and she moaned when he moved his hand up her dress.
"Well, everyone full?" Vince asked and Randy nodded. "Well, let's call it an evening. Becca, take Randy to the Bellagio and make sure he's set up." Vince said and Becca walked out with Randy into another limo as Vince was whisked to the airport.

Becca closed the window that shielded them from the driver. She heard Randy pop the cork on a bottle of champagne and he handed her a flute. She drank it quickly and Randy looked at her as she sat in front of him. She laid down on the bench seating and closed her eyes. Randy saw some tears flowing from her eyes and he came over and sat next to her. He touched her legs and he saw her eyes open and she bit her lip. She sat up and kissed his lips and Randy kissed her back. He parted her lips and kissed her again and he tasted the sour taste of the appletini on her tongue. He felt her pop the buttons on his shirt and he looked down as the silk was pulled off of him. He reached back and undid the zipper on her dress and he pulled it off and stood her up, the dress falling to the ground and she was only wearing her heels. He smiled and pulled her into him and kissed her breasts. He smiled when she sat down and he kissed her lips again and the driver announced that they were pulling up.

"Here, take my jacket." Randy said, tightening it around her since he didn't want to put her dress back on.
"Carry me." She hissed into his ear when she wobbled as she walked up the back stairs to his room. Randy smiled as he effortlessly picked her up.
"Do you remember when I first met you?" He asked, and she smiled as they opened the door to his suite. "Do you remember when you begged me to let you be my assistant? With that cute little business suit, the tags still on it?" He laughed and Becca smiled when he laid her down on the bed and undid the buttons on his jacket.
"Why did you hire me?" Becca asked when Randy stripped down the rest of the way, showing off his muscular thighs.
"Um, you want the answer I give Sam or the real answer?" He teased and dropped his boxer shorts and Becca sat up, suddenly sobered.
"The real answer." She moaned as she reached for him and stroked his cock. "You have your assistant rub the spray tan here too?" She asked, squeezing his testicles.
"Nah, I do that myself when I think about you. Sunless tanners make great lube." He laughed and put his head back when Becca licked his cock, her tongue rolling along the crown.
"I don't hear the real answer." She taunted and pulled away from him.
"Mm, get back there. I believe we were interrupted last time we were here. By Chyler..." He groaned and Becca rolled her eyes. The last big party they had been in the same situation in the women's washroom. Chyler lectured Becca that Randy was a married man, but she rolled her eyes at her. Those type of things didn't bother her and it was all Sam's fault they were broken up anyway.
"Tell me the fucking story, bitch." Becca said in her usual dominate way with him.
"I hired you because you bent over and I saw that sexy red underwear. Oh fuck..." He moaned as Becca took him into her mouth.

Becca pushed him onto his knees when he had a heavy erection and she stood in front of him. His relationship with same was fun, but he was the dominate one and that was what attracted him to her in the first place. Becca was in control in the bedroom and he loved that, but when Sam and he hooked up and she let him do what he wanted to her, and he loved that bit. He kissed Becca's knees and moved up and touched the soft skin with his lips. He lightly kissed and then he reached around and grabbed her ass in his hands and squeezed tight, being dominate with her. He watched as Becca stood there and let him squeeze her skin and he leaned in and kissed her thighs and went between them. He licked her clit and he moaned when it was a hard and swollen nub. She was so turned on and she moaned loudly when he spread the lips and delved right in. He licked fast and furiously and she reached down and held his head to hold her balance.

"Don't tell me you let him be dominate with you." Randy muttered into her ear when he pushed her back onto the bed. She moaned when brought her legs up and put his pillow underneath her to get her perfectly aligned with his face.
"Mm, who?"
"Your new boyfriend. Don't tell me you're his bitch."
"Shush, don't tell anyone." She said and Randy looked up at her, pulling himself away from her.
"Becca Becca Becca. What happened to you?"
"What happened to you, pussy?" Becca said and Randy's ears flushed. He hated when she called him that, it bruised him worse than anything and she knew how to make him bleed without striking him.
"Shut up, Becca and enjoy the show." Randy snarled and pulled her legs apart roughly and he was surprised when she moaned.
"Mm, have you finally escaped John's shadow and been able to pleasure a woman?" She asked and she smiled when he pushed her down hard. She liked the new Randy, he was finally able to take control of her.
"Do you want me to hurt you?" He spat and she nodded.
"Show me you have some balls, Orton. You used to let me squeeze them. Prove to me you have some balls. Make me wish I never dumped your ass." She barked and Randy smiled and reached over the bed and pulled out a t-shirt. He grabbed her wrists, bruising the soft flesh and he tied them tightly together.
"You're going to wish you defied Vince tonight you fucking whore." He said, pushing his fingers into her roughly and she shrieked with delight.
"I doubt it. I could get the same thrill from a first-time vibe." She hissed and Randy howled with anger. She didn't stop there, she wanted to make him so angry with her that he would stop at nothing to prove her wrong. "Come on, Pandy Randy, prove to me that you're a man."
"Shut up, you cunt." He hissed and she smiled when he pushed a third finger inside of her and she held a groan in. "That feels good, stop holding it in."
"That feels good? I don't think so." She lied and he shook with anger. "You can't beat John in the ring, so I highly doubt you could make me come. Oh and don't call me a cunt. You aren't man enough to back that up." The knife was fully in now and she was twisting it, getting him so hot and mad at her that she couldn't want for when he pulled it out and snapped.
"You're going to BEG to be my whore." He snarled and lifted her hips and smacked her ass hard, making the pale skin a shocking pink colour.
"I wouldn't beg for you if you were the last cock on the planet. I could fuck a green bean and scream louder." Randy looked down at his cock and he knew it was big, she had loved it in the past and he snapped. He smacked her face and he heard her groan with pleasure and he reached into his duffle bag on the chair next to the bed and grabbed his tape for his ankles and pulled off a length and covered her mouth.
"You can't fake now, Becca." He grunted and he parted her legs and slammed into her, making her eyes widen in pleasure as he sunk himself into her. She closed her eyes and thought of Leland lying in the bed in the hotel and she ignored the feelings, she needed this last time with Randy.

Becca heard Randy grunting with pleasure as he battered her. She was moaning into the tape, the steam from her breath loosening the glue. It was paper tape, having very little adhesive and with her pants beneath the tape, it slowly was slipping off her mouth and Randy opened his eyes when he heard her scream in pleasure when he rode her high. He looked down and saw the dewy look in her skin and her doe eyes. She was in absolute heaven as he fucked her and she wasn't fighting against the arm restraints, just lying there and meeting his thrusts to help them come together easier. He howled with pleasure when she wrapped her strong legs around his hips, making him unable to pull out and sink himself in. He reached down and pulled her legs off, removing her power and pulled out of her. He grabbed her hair and pulled her up and she let out a sound of pain as he tugged on her hair, pulling out a few hairs.

"On your knees you loose skank!" He barked and Becca smiled at him and shook her head. She pushed him back, her stiletto catching his skin and making him burn. He grabbed her foot and pulled her onto him. He smiled as he grabbed her hips and pulled her roughly down on his cock. "Take it in, Sugar." He chimed to her and she eyed her, anger flashing across her face.
"Don't call me that you sad piece of shit."
"Let's abuse one another." He muttered and he let Becca's hands go. As soon as he let her go, she raked down his chest with her nails, leaving red and angry marks down his chest. Randy sat up and grabbed her nipples and squeezed them tight, making her shriek in pain and pleasure when he sank her down on him.
"Oh god, Randy!" She screamed and pulled his hair hard and he grunted in pain.
"Don't get soft with me." He commanded and Becca screamed when he turned her on his cock, making her no longer facing him and he pushed forward, making her onto her knees.
"fuck me you bitch!" She screamed when he pushed into her and stayed tight against her ass. He stroked her spine, feeling every ridge and he smiled when she shivered, her skin bursting into goose bumps.
"You want me to fuck you?" He asked quietly and he saw her look back at him. She nodded and he smiled. "Then beg for it, you little slut." He was happy to be in control again and he saw her cave.
"Please fuck me." She asked, desperation in her voice. He bowed slightly and started to push back into her, punishing her, going in deep and pulling out slowly and then pushing in hard. Randy saw the streams of wetness dripping out of her, down her legs and onto the soft quilt. He couldn't ever remember her being this aroused and in the end they were even using lubricants.
"Tell me I'm better than you're new boyfriend." He laughed when he slowly pulled out of her. He held his head at her opening and he pulled back when she pushed back, trying to sink him into her.
"Please, Randy..." She begged and he sighed loudly.
"Promise me you won't call me a pussy anymore." He pushed into her a few inches and made circular movements and she moaned as he massaged her g-spot.
"I WON'T!" She screamed when he reached down and pinched her clit.
"You're a good girl, Becca." He smiled and fulfilled what she wanted and pushed into her and fucked her hard. He felt her come around him and he pulled out when he came and he smiled as a wash of fluid came out of Becca and he spanked her hard and she collapsed onto the bed.

"So, that can't happen again." Randy muttered as he stroked Becca's hair after they both calmed down. They were under the soft sheets and she was cuddled around him.
"No it can't."
"So, tell me, why are you working for that asshole? Why did you end it with Chyler?" He asked, kissing her forehead as she stroked the outline of his tattoo.
"You know why, Randy." Becca muttered, closing her eyes and breathing in his manly scent.
"I really don't."
"I was fucking her boyfriend. It was either me quitting or her firing me."
"Yeah, but she was fucking John. It would be a little hypocritical."
"She fucked John once. I had been a regular fixture in Leland's bed for over three months."
"Does he do you right? Does he make you happy?" He asked, love in his voice. He kissed her hand that he pulled away from his arm.
"Yes."
"Then it's meant to be."
"It's over. He made that clear on the phone."
"Just let him cool off." She shrugged and Randy rolled over onto his side and made her on her side and spooned her gently.
"Stop cuddling with me if this can't happen again." Becca teased when she felt his cock growing underneath her ass.
"Shut up and go to sleep or I'll fuck you again until I make you scream!"
"Whatever, Spice." Becca laughed and called him the other half of her hated nickname he gave them.