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i know i haven't posted anything in ages but with work and training i had no time, sadly now im injured :( i have the time to write, so i hope you enjoy this chapter and just so your warned there is SMUT in this one.

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Chapter 4

Arriving at the locker room I found Paul anxiously waiting outside, scrubbing a hand down his face as he released a sigh; just then noticing me standing there, he rushed over grabbing my arm tightly.

"What the hell have you done!" he barked as his eyes narrowed and his grip got tighter.

"What... what are ye talkin about?" I stammered confused I hadn't been gone that long.

Finally letting go of my arm, Paul sighed again before looking me in the face "Brock wants to see you and whatever you did to make him that angry I suggest you fix it quick" seeing him grab the handle of the locker room door and before I realised what was happening I was pushed inside the room.

Hearing the door click shut behind me, I started to feel my heart pounding in my chest as I looked up I saw Brock sitting in a chair in front of me, his face distorted with anger and I immediately felt fear raising inside of me. Moving fast and without warning Brock came off the chair, slamming and pining me hard against the cold metal door, his forearm against my throat and a knee between my legs holding me in place. Completely lifted off the floor I started kicking my legs and clawing at the thick arm across my neck.

"You should have stayed away from him" he growled in my ear, as he put more pressure on my throat.

"Wh... Who" I gasped pulling at his arm frantically, trying to get air into my lungs

"SHEAMUS" he bellowed "I saw you tonight. When you were leaning against the wall, I could see your body practically screaming at the ginger loser" he voice was now low and dangerous.

Shaking my head "Ah didn' do anything and even if ah did it's none of your bloody business" I managed to cough out.

Instantly regretting it when he grabbed my face, his anger fill eyes staring straight into mine "it's my business cause I brought you here and not for HIM" the smirk that graced his lips made my stomach knot in angst.

Deciding to do something before this went any further; I brought my knee up quickly catching him in the groin, he moved back a little but placed his two hands on my shoulders still pinning me to the door. Quickly remembering a conversation I had overheard about him having stomach problems, I reached up and grabbed his neck; giving him continuous knees to the stomach; slowing driving him back. Moving fast I headed for the door but as my hand reached for the handle, I was yanked back by my hair. Gripping his hand that was tangled in my hair, I started to scream while struggling to get my footing as I was being dragged backwards.

Suddenly being thrown to the floor, it only seemed like a matter of seconds before Brock was on top of me; pinning me to the cold hard concrete. My body pinned with his and my hands held firmly above my head, I started squirming and screaming for help. The look in his eyes told me what he was going to do to me, hearing a loud crash coming from the door; I tried to look but out of nowhere Stephen launched himself at Brock. Brock landed hard on the floor beside me with Stephen on top of him; raining punches to his head I quickly got to my feet and moved back.

After what seemed an eternity referees and security came rushing into the room with Paul shouting behind them "Stop them now" before shooting a look at me then turning his attention back to the two large men brawling on the floor.

As the two men were pulled apart, both of them continued shouting and trying to lay another hit on each other. It took a few minutes before Stephen managed to control his temper, looking at the large red headed man; I could see his face flush with anger and the blazing fire in his eyes slowly leaving.

After Stephen had calm down the men holding him securely let him go, I watched as he stood there in silence for a moment before he gaze met mine and he came straight over to me, firmly taking my hand and walking me out of the room; there was silence as he walked me down the halls until we came to a door. Finally letting go of my hand he opened the door, ushering me in, still in shock all I could do was look at the pattern on the floor; I heard the door shut and jumped slightly looking up I was met with the blue orbs of Stephen. I couldn't help but stare into his eyes as he moved closer to me, tilting my head back to keep eye contact with him as his gaze travelled from my face and settled on my neck, a frown was again marking his face.

I shivered as I felt his finger gently graze across my neck, then his hand move up cupping my cheek; his thumb began caressing it as he leaned down "your alright now lass" he said in almost a whisper. Instantly I felt my face heat up and quickly looked at the floor silently praying he wouldn't notice but hearing him speak my eyes moved back to his face.

"Am just gonna get dressed then ah will take ya back to da hotel lass" he spoke softly, his eyes roaming my face, realising my blush he gave me a smile and a wink before walking away into the bathroom.

Once I heard the door to the bathroom shut, I collapsed down on the bench trying to process everything that had happen tonight; I now understood brock's motives but what were Stephens. Having so many questions running through my head I didn't hear the door open, my gaze on the floor while in deep thought suddenly black shoes were in my view; slowly looking up taking in Stephen's appearance he was now in dark blue form fitting jeans, an Ireland ruby shirt and baseball cap on his head.

I quickly got to my feet but before I could move he took my hand in his and slung his bag over the other shoulder as he started to move out of the room, I nearly had to run beside him with the pace he was walking down the halls but thankfully he slowed his pace as we reached the parking lot.

Once we were at his rental car, he stood there holding the passenger side door open.

"Come on lass" he drawled motioning for me to get in.

After a moment of consideration, I finally started moving towards the car and settling in the seat and putting on my belt, Stephen quickly rounded the car and got in, putting on his own belt before giving me a small smile and starting the car.

Looking out of the window watching the scenery pass, I leaned my head against the cold glass, a sigh leaving me as it eased the pounding inside my head ;relaxing as my eyes slowly began to close until everything went black.

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Unsure of when I fell asleep, I slowly opened my eyes, trying to adjust to the surroundings; I wasn't in the car anymore and I was now laying in a bed with the covers pulled over me. Hearing a door open, I glanced toward it seeing Stephen emerge with only a bath towel around his waist. Just then all thoughts left my mind; all I could think about was how Stephen looked in the towel; water droplets running down his sculptured pale chest. Laying there quietly, I watched him rummage through his bag, his back to me and as he was getting ready to change I knew I should close my eyes but my body wasn't listening to my brain.

Maybe sensing eyes on him he turned around looking straight at me, a small smile graced his lips as I felt my face heat up with embarrassment. Quickly averting my eyes and pulling the covers higher while mumbling "sorry".

"Ye don't need to be embarrassed lass, ah won't hold it against ya" he said laughing walking back into the bathroom.

Hearing the door shut I pulled the covers off me and moving as fast as my stiff body would allow I climbed out of the bed, looking around the room before my eyes settled on my shoes. Rushing across the room I bent over to put them on, I didn't hear Stephen come out of the bathroom until I felt a firm hold on my arm.

"Hey lass, where ye goin" he asked as I looked down at his hand and up at him. "Look," I took a deep breath, trying to stop trembling.

He quickly removed his hand, leaning down so his eyes where level with mine "I won't hurt ya lass, I just don't think it's a good idea to be leaving now." He said with a sigh before continuing "ya can stay here tonight and I'll go with ya tomorrow and get ya stuff. Ok? ". A pleading look in his eyes, I just could argue with him and felt myself nodding yes as a small smile appeared on his face; I couldn't help but let my thoughts drift back to how he looked in the towel. Suddenly embarrassed after realising I was standing there staring at him, I put my head down hoping he wouldn't notice the flush and deciding I needed some distance between us; at least then my brain would function. Walking over to the bed I sat down on it with my legs crossed under me and turned on the telly quickly finding something to watch.

Sitting there I was completely engrossed in watching Mrs. Brown's boys, as usual for me I was laughing so much I didn't even notice Stephen get onto the bed next to me until laughter erupted from him.

As we watched more of the show, the hours started to pass and I started to relax, until we were laughing with each other. After 4 hours of watching Mrs. Brown's boys, I was laying on my side hugging the pillow, while Stephen lay beside me on his back still glued to the television. I couldn't help but steal glances at him, my mind taking in the way his face crinkled when he laughed; but thinking back to how his face looked back in the locker room, I couldn't help the shiver that travelled through my body at the mere thought of what had almost happened. Jumping slightly as I felt large hands move my body, Stephen moving me closer to him "are ya cold lass?" he asked as one of his large arms moved around my waist holding me close to him. Looking up at him confused for a second until I realised he had noticed the shiver, nodding I lay my head down on his chest listening to the beating of his heart, I felt his hand rubbing the exposed skin at the bottom of my back but the skin to skin contact immediately sent sparks of electricity through my body; closing my eyes and breathing deeply as I desperately tried to fight the urges I was feeling.

Suddenly sitting up, he kept his hand on the bottom of my back "whets up lass?" he drawled but hearing that made me hotter.

I looked down at the bed my face growing hot once again, this man seemed to have a gift to be able to make me blush at a mere look but then he sat up and cupped my face with his hands, making me look at him. Looking into his face I noticed his expression change from concern to realization, as his hands moved back to my hips. His eyes seemed to search my face and his grip on my hips got firmer but Just as I was about to pull away I felt his lips on mine, his kiss was gentle but not expecting the kiss it took me a moment to realise what he was doing and respond.

I began to grip the front of his shirt as his kiss grew hungrier and his hands started to move, they moved so slowly as they travelled the curve of my waist and up over my ribs. Just as his hands stopped moving I suddenly felt him lift me from the position I was sitting and pull me on to his lap. His mouth moved away from mine and started a trail of small kisses over my jaw to my neck, leaning my head back to give him access; I could feel him graze the skin on my neck with his teeth before gently soothing it with his tongue. I couldn't help the small moan that escaped my mouth as I gripped his shoulders tightly and my whole body seemed like it was on fire with need, my hips started to grind against his almost of their own volition; I only realised what I was doing when an almost animal like growl came from Stephen as his hands went back to my hips and stilled them.

Without warning Stephen rolled over so that I was laying back on the bed with him over me. He stayed there for a second looking down at my face before He brought his lips down on mine, this time it was tentative brushes, the kiss was sweet but deepened as a sigh came from me. I was lost in the sensations I had never felt before; primal curiosity took over as I licked his bottom lip. He needed no more urging as he hands found the bottom of my shirt, breaking the kiss I lifted my arms and he pulled it off in one swift motion. Sitting up I gripped the bottom of his jersey and pulled it up, Stephen lifted his arms and I pulled it off.

As soon as the jersey hit the floor, Stephen placed his hand on my shoulder and guided me back down so the he was leaning over me; butterflies started to flutter through my stomach as his lips met my neck. As his kisses slowly trailed down my neck, he started to fondle left breast, flicking his thumb lightly across my nipple making me shiver; his trail of kisses stopped as his mouth replaced his hand on my breast. A gasp left my mouth as his tongue flicked across nub as I arched into him, after a few moments he moved from my left breast and began on my right as his hand travelled down my side stopping at the top of my jeans. Sitting up he pulled my jeans right off before his thumb found my clit through my panties, slowly rubbing a circular motion; at this point I couldn't think of anything but the pleasure I was feeling as I closed my eyes, I gripped the covers on the bed. As he continued the moans coming from me got loader and my hips started to move against his hand; suddenly it stopped and as I opened my eyes I found Stephen sat there a grin on his face as he just looked at me. After a moment under his hungry gaze he took hold of my panties and pulled them away from my body leaving me laying there completely bare. Being there under his intense gaze I suddenly felt a little embarrassed and almost without realising my hands went to cover myself.

Stephen caught my wrists "don't your beautiful lass, I just wan ta look at ya" his voice sounded husky and immediately aroused me even more.

Stephen hand went back to my clit, rolling the nub between his thumb and finger; then slowly he slipped a finger inside me, at first I tensed as he started to move his finger in and out.

"God your tight lass" he said looking at me.

As he said that I felt the heat in my face and suddenly a looked of realisation crossed his face, just then all movements stop as he just looked at me "why didn' ya tell me?" he asked as he removed his finger.

"ah just didn' think it mattered" I mumbled as I started to move into a sitting position and trying to cover myself with my hands.

"Course it matters, jaysus I could have hurt ya lass" he said as he scrubbed a hand down his face.

The look of hurt must have been evident on my face because suddenly he was right in front of me, making me look at him " look ah didn' mean ta get mad but your first time shouldn' just be some ride. Now ah know ah can make it good for ya." He said but kissing me gently.

Laying me back down his kisses trailed from my neck, over my breast and down my stomach; just as he had before he gently began rubbing my clit before his head moved between my legs. As I felt his tongue flick over my clit I nearly came off the bed with the sensation that shot through my body, Stephen placed a hand on my stomach just above my mound holding me in place. Slowly he slipped a finger into my tight hole again; he moved his finger around until he felt comfortable to add another. It was a tight fit but as he slowly started to pump his fingers back and forth I felt myself beginning to loosen up. The pumping became faster, deeper and longer; I was moaning and grinding my hips into his hand as he licked and sucked on my clit.

I knotted my fingers in his hair, pushing against him and trying to keep his tongue where it was.

My body started to shudder as he continued to pump his fingers into me. the sensation that was building inside of me was nothing like I ever felt before, with my eyes shut tight I arched my back as the feeling building in me got stronger. As the first waves of the orgasm hit, I involuntarily cried out as my body tensed; as my body began to relax I could still feel Stephens's fingers inside me as my body glowed with satisfaction.

"That was... That was amazing" I said once I could breathe again.

I looked up at Stephen, he was watching me with a grin on his face "That's only da beginning lass" he drawled leaning down and kissing me, letting me taste myself on his lips.

After what he had just done I wanted to repay the favour, so I began pushing him back until his back hit the mattress. I undid his jeans before pulling them off along with his boxers and throwing them on the floor to join my clothes, he chuckled slightly as a small gasp came from me at the first sight of his erection. It was so thick and long, with a drop of pre-cum slipping out of the head. Moving between his legs, I slowly reached for it and was surprised at how smooth and hot it felt in my hand. Taking a deep breath I lowered my head and licked the tip, as I did that I heard Stephen suck in a deep breath. Looking up at him through my lashes, I took the top of his erection into my mouth, swirling my tongue over the tip; I watched as his features tighten like his was fighting to control himself so I slowly started to suck. As I bobbed my head up and down I took a little more of him into my mouth each time, as I dropped my head down on his shaft trying to take all of him into my mouth, I gagged a little but that seemed to be enough for Stephen to pull himself out of my mouth.

"Enough of that or it'll be over before it starts" he warned taking me by the hips and laying me back down on the bed.

Hovering over me he slowly inserted a finger into me while rubbing my clit with his thumb, this continued for a moment after he placed himself at me entrance. As I raised my hips he firmly took hold of them, the light pressure against my entrance was driving me mad as I had never been this aroused before.

"Ya sure about this?" he asked looking at me seriously.

Smiling at him, I nodded my head; he leaned down, resting his weight on his elbows. As he kissed me, I felt the pressure at my entrance increase until he was inside me. he groaned as he slowly moved deeper into me bit by bit, moving my hips up I felt him hit my barrier, forcing a cry from my lips.

"Easy lass" he soothed "just relax a bit longer, no need to rush it."

Nodding my head, whimpering a little; I hadn't thought it would be this painful.

Stephen stayed still for a moment before his hand moved down between us, using his thumb he began massaging my clit to ease the pain I was feeling; he continued until I relaxed with him being inside me.

"Ready lass" he asked.

"Y-ya, just do it already, please" I pleaded with him, holding tightly onto his arms.

Replying with a nod of his head, his hips sharply thrusted forward, as a sharp pain tore through me I dug my nails into his arms and a cry escaped my mouth.

"Ya alright lass?" he asked holding still inside of me.

After a moment and letting out the breath I was holding, I nodded my head.

Once he felt my body relax around him, he leaned forward and kissed me passionately. I started to move my hips to let him know I was alright, still kissing me he started to move in and out ever so slowly; giving me time to get used to the rhythm and feeling.

I started to squirm beneath him as the feeling of pleasure replaced the pain, meeting his slow strokes with my hips.

"Stephen..." I cried begging him to move faster

After nearly pulling all the way out, Stephen thrust back into me; I cried out, feeling him hit a spot I didn't even know existed.

Stephen picked up the pace, burying himself inside of me before retreating back; as he repeated the motion, he continued to hit my spot. At this stage I was lost in the pleasure and crying out every time he drove back into me, my body began tensing beneath Stephen and an intense feeling started to build inside of me. Stephen thrust faster and deeper, as he felt my body begin to tense and suddenly I started to cum crying out his name. Hearing that seemed to drive him on as his breathing became heavier and hold tighter as he continue to thrust deeply into me, "Oh god" he murmured into to my ear as he thrust one last time into me before I felt him tense and tremble while holding me tight against him.

Breathing heavily he kissed me gently "Jaysus lass, that was amazing" he whispered.

Stephen moved off me, lying on his back and pulling me tightly against his side; I laid my head on his chest and closed my eyes, I wanted to enjoy this moment so I lay there listening to his heart drum inside his chest.

After about ten minutes I felt his breathing become slow and deep, lifting my head I looked at him. He looked so peaceful and beautiful sleeping but then I noticed the light bruise forming on his jaw; I knew what it was from and sadly I was the cause. Gently rolling away from him, I got up from the bed gathering my clothes and heading for the bathroom.

Standing in the shower with the hot water spraying over my body all I could think about was Stephen being hurt because of me, just then I realised the only way I knew he would be safe from Brock was if I left.

After dressing again I went back into the room, I sat at the table looking at Stephens's sleeping form. Then grabbing the pen and paper that was by the phone I began to write him a note.

I'm sorry.

If I stayed you would only end up hurt and I couldn't live with that

Tonight was amazing and I will always remember it.

Aoife xx

Once I was finished I placed it on the bedside tabled, taking one last look at a peaceful Stephen before quietly leaving.

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Down in the lobby, I asked the front desk to ring up to Paul Heyman's room and ask him to bring my luggage down to me. After waiting for 15 minutes Paul finally stepped off the lift, walking over to me pulling my case behind him.

"Aoife, where have you been? Brock was going crazy after you left it's a good job he wasn't in the room when I went to get your things." He ranted

"Well ya don't need to worry about me anymore, I'm going home" I spat before snatching my case from him and walking away without looking back.

LITTLE DID I KNOW THAT THIS NIGHT WOULD CHANGE MY LIFE FOREVER !

I hope you all enjoyed this chapter and i'm starting on the next one immediately :)