Another sweet chapter, but prepare yourself b/c Punk is hitting the road and Max is still in the picture...Thanks so much for all the reviews, I hit 100 and didn't even realize it until 101 :)

I think I rated this story "T", but this chapter has some mature content...

Enjoy!

Punk and Gabby were both quiet lost in their own thoughts during the trip home. Once they were home, Gabby went into the kitchen while Punk sat in the living room pretending to look through his mail; both of them were just thinking what to do next.

Gulping down a bottle of water, Gabby tried to keep her cool thinking of what move she wanted to make. She wasn't sure if Punk was thinking the same thing she was, just expected it to be the case, but hesitated to take control of the situation not up for feeling rejection. Finishing her water, she decided she'd waited long enough and went to do something about it. Walking into the living room she found Punk sitting on the couch with his head hanging low clearly contemplating something, what that something was she wasn't sure, but figured she'd know in time. Gabby held out her hand causing him to look up.

"What's this about?"

"I'm going to bed, are you coming or not?" Without hesitation, Punk put his hand in hers clicking off the light as they headed for the stairs. He still didn't know what she wanted, but figured he'd find out soon enough.

Once they were upstairs Gabby stopped outside his room giving him a shy smile, one he rarely saw. Taking a deep breath she pulled him down for a kiss, one that told him exactly what she was thinking, but pulled back just as it started to get deep.

"Just give me a minute and I'll be right back." He nodded scratching the back of his head as she moved around him going into her own room. Punk finally felt himself relax a little taking the kiss as a clear sign that she was ready to take the next step, but he still felt slightly uneasy about it wondering if it was too soon.

Gabby went into her bathroom and stared at her reflection as she took her hair out of the low side ponytail taking her time to think things through as she did it. There was no doubt that she felt ready to have sex with Punk, but the timing was what complicated things. She couldn't deny what she was feeling, some emotions for the very first time. Punk was amazing, everything she could ask for in a man and then some; she knew there was no need to dwell on the timing of everything. Running her fingers through her hair, she washed her face and kicked off her shoes feeling her heart start to race as she put her hand on the doorknob to his room.

Punk was sitting on the bed with just his shorts on, which made Gabby's heart beat even faster. Moving closer to him, she took a deep breath knowing this was exactly what she wanted and even if it did change the nature of their relationship, she was okay with that. She was falling fast and hard unable to see herself with anybody but Punk. Walking towards him, he reached for her hand pulling her close when she complied.

They kissed for a few minutes, kisses full of want, need and passion unlike either of them had ever experienced. Before they got too carried away, Punk had to make sure as he pulled away his hazel eyes gazing into her sky colored blue ones.

"Gabby are you sure this is what you want because we don't…" Gabby pressed her finger to his lips giving him the wicked sexy smile she had shown him earlier at the club. Punk remained quiet as she unzipped her dress letting it drop to the floor leaving her standing in just a pair of red lace panties. His breath caught in his throat as she moved closer to him pressing her hands against his chest and pushing him onto the bed. Giving him a smirk, she straddled his lap before leaning down and capturing his mouth with hers. Punk's right hand settled on Gabby's cheek as his left dove into her hair relishing the feel of the soft curls between his fingers.

In a smooth swift move, Punk flipped them settling in between her legs his thumbs hooking into her panties as he slid them down her legs before ditching his own shorts. Gabby was antsy as she felt his erection against her thigh; she wanted him now as she moved her hips to give him a hint. Punk responded by taking his time further teasing her as he kissed her earlobe, across her jaw, down her neck, to her collarbone and beyond. As frustrated as she was, she couldn't help but savor how amazing his lips felt against her skin sending a mind numbing tingling sensation through her body.

Once Punk was satisfied with himself and he knew she was fully ready, he once again captured her mouth with his. Lost in deep, passionate kisses, Punk slowly guided himself into her getting a welcoming groan out of Gabby as she ran her nails down his back. He slowly inched his way in giving her a moment to adjust and relax before beginning to move in and out at a slow pace. Within minutes Gabby had her first orgasm causing her to wrap her legs around his waist to draw him deeper into her feeling a whole new sensation. Punk picked up his speed keeping his focus on Gabby and her needs. Gabby went again a few minutes later feeling a sensation rip through her entire body unlike anything she had ever felt, which was followed by Punk letting go and collapsing breathlessly. He kissed her shoulder as pulled out and laid beside her.

Gabby couldn't get over what had just transpired in the past half hour and how amazing it had been finding her heartbeat returning to normal as her breathing slowed. Climbing under the blanket, Gabby nuzzled up to Punk who obliged wrapping his arm around her and pulling her close. Looking at the clock he saw that it was after midnight and he had a flight to catch in six hours. He should've been packing, but right now all he wanted to do was hold Gabby close to him. As expected things had changed now that they'd had sex, but he found it was for the better. His feelings for her were even stronger, which was going to make saying goodbye a hell of a lot harder.

Long after Gabby had fallen asleep, Punk found himself lying awake not wanting to go to sleep knowing that when he woke up he had to leave. They'd had an amazing weekend and gotten to know so much more about each other and the fact that it would be a month and a half before he was home again hurt more then anything. For the first time in a long time he found a reason to hate his job. It was bad enough that it kept him away from his family and friends, but now he had a relationship that was slowly growing into something serious and he wished for once he had a normal 8-5 job with weekends off rather then the 300+ day grueling tour schedule he had to manage. However he had to remember wrestling was what he was good at. He'd tried the normal job thing and it wasn't for him besides if it wasn't for his job he would've never met Gabby, thus she wouldn't be curled up next to him smiling in her sleep. All he could do was go back on the road and throw his focus back into work hoping the harder he worked, the quicker the time would pass, the quicker he'd be back in his bed with Gabby laying next to him.