A/N: I'm back! Yes, that's right! I have returned and decided that priority one was to update this story right here! I just wanted to apologize like soooo much to everyone. I didn't think this semester would be so damn intense! I literally haven't had much time to dedicate to writing so I had to wait for my Spring Break to arrive and it has arrived! Here is the chapter that you have been waiting almost two months for. I sincerely hope that you all enjoy it and while I am off this week, I will try to post another chapter to this one. So, here it is...ENJOY! -jaydieB.
A/N #2: Just a special thank you to AttitudeEraChick and my sis, Riley for helping me come up with ideas and getting my thoughts organized. You both are amazing! -jaydieB.
Saturday Evening
The rest of the work week was stressful to say the very least. Every meeting that Paul and I had to attend with Stephanie was the worst moments of my life. She would stare daggers at the both of us that I tried so hard not to let get to me. I tried to keep a straight face and professional attitude but deep down, it was getting to me. I think was all of the stress that prompted Paul into having me go home early and not finish my work Friday. I tried tp protest but my words fell on deaf ears. He didn't want to hear any of it. He wanted me to have a break from everything and head back home until it was time to head back to work on Monday.
When I had arrived home Friday evening, I noticed that I had a message on my voice mail at home from one of my friends, Trina, that I hadn't spent much time with since I started working at WWE. Her message said that she and a couple of our other friends were going to go out to Azalea, one of the hottest hip hop clubs in the area for a girls night and they wanted me to come along. I really didn't feel like going out but then again, a night out on the town at Azalea with my friends would at least take my mind off of this Paul and Stephanie mess for a little while.
And now, here I was… ten at night, on the dancefloor of Azalea with my friends, Trina, Michelle and Roxanne. We were all dressed to kill and dancing around to Rihanna at the moment. It felt nice not to be all dressed professionally in a suit. I was rocking a red halter top that showed off my stomach and my newly forming abs that I had been working so hard to develop and a pair of low rise hip hugger jeans. I didn't do all those workouts on my own and with Paul for nothing. I wanted to show off all of my hard work, damn it. Basically I had left workplace Leyna at home and I was letting loose and not thinking about all of the hell that would be waiting for me come Monday morning.
After Rihanna had finished playing, the girls and I headed over to the bar to have a couple of cocktails and to talk and catch up on things.
"Girl, it's been forever since we have seen you!" Michelle said as she sipped on her Appletini.
"I know! Its like pulling teeth to get you to agree to hang out with us." Roxanne agreed.
"Right, I'm just glad that you finally said yes tonight." Trina smiled.
"I know girls, I'm sorry that we haven't hung out like we used to…"
"You don't need to apologize. We get it, your new job is crazy." Michelle said.
"That's not all of it though," Trina said with a sly smile.
"What you mean?"
"Girl," Trina said to me "Please enlighten Michelle about what's been going down in your life…and your new man."
I paused in mid drink as my stomach started to turn thinking about Paul and the horrible situation that we were both in.
"New man? Leyna…you've been holding out on us! You finally dating!"
"Oh, she's dating alright. She's got herself a winner." Trina laughed.
"Well shit, why don't you just tell them the story, Trina." I said.
"Sorry, sorry." Trina put her hands up. "You have the floor."
I took a deep breath and took another sip of my Sex on the Beach before starting. "Alright, so a few months ago, I took a job at WWE as the Executive Personal Assistant to the EVP of creative, live events and talent."
"Executive Personal Assistant? Damn, now that is a fine title." Roxanne said
"Yeah, it is. I'm no secretary or little assistant. I mean, I am handing a lot of important things and I am quite important to him."
"In more ways than one," Trina coughed.
"Bitch, shut up!" I laughed.
"I'm lost," Michelle said.
"Well, a month or so into the job, my boss and I…we…uh…you see…we" I hesitated
"Leyna Michelle….are you saying that you fucked your boss?!"
"Don't say it so damn loud!" I slapped her on the shoulder. "But yeah, I mean there had been tension growing between us and it just kinda happened."
"Oh my God, Go 'head Girl!" Roxanne cheered. "So, what happened after that? Was it just a one-time thing?"
I smiled "Nope, not at all. We eventually discovered that our feelings for each other went deeper than just a quick fuck and we actually started to fall in love with each other and yeah…I'm dating my boss." The looks on Michelle and Roxanne's faces were priceless.
"No way!"
"You're kidding!"
"Nope, not at all." I smiled thinking about the good times.
"You got a picture of this mystery man of yours?" Roxanne asked.
"Yeah, I can pull his picture up from the website." I grabbed my cellphone and unlocked it. I noticed that I had a text message. I opened it quickly to see a simple message that I couldn't help but smile at.
Your Game loves you.
"Did someone get a message from the mystery man?" Michelle asked
"I did." I said as I went to the official WWE website to pull up Paul's picture for the girls to see. "Now, before I show you this, he is much older than me."
"How much older are we talking?" Roxanne asked.
"Older. But he is everything that I have ever wanted…and more." I found a very good picture of Paul that was taken at the Performance Center when he was visiting and checking on things. I turned my phone around and showed them the picture. "Behold the love of my life: Paul Levesque: Executive Vice President of talent, live events and creative of World Wrestling Entertainment." I waited to hear what they would say to me. I mean, they all knew that preferred white men so I knew that wouldn't be a shock but I was more concerned about how they would handle the age difference.
"He is fine!" Trina said
"The body on him…wow!" Roxanne commented
"Fuck the age, Leyna, he is sexy as hell. Go 'head girl!" Michelle cheered.
"Yeah?"
"Fuck yeah girl! We don't care about some silly ass age difference. What did our girl, Aaliyah say? Age aint nuthin' but a number. If he makes you happy and you two are in love, then who the hell cares." Trina smiled at me and gave me a hug.
"Thanks girls. And we are very happy and in love…" I trailed off.
"I sense a but," Roxanne said cautiously.
"Yeah, there's a but coming. There is a problem."
"Oh no, girl please tell me he's not married?" Michelle asked
"No, he's not…"
"Then what's the problem?"
"He's separated from his ex. They don't live together or anything like that. Its been that way for a while now. He's trying to get the divorce finalized and this past Monday, he served her with the official papers for her to sign and she blew up in our faces and snapped on me saying that I was a whore and ruining their marriage and basically said that she wasn't going to sign them. We can't be together 100% until she is out of the picture." I downed my drink and waved for the bartender to bring me another.
"Oh, girl…I'm so sorry. Not ex drama." Trina said rubbing my shoulder.
"Oh, there's a little more to it."
"What more is there?" Roxanne asked.
"The ex works at the same place as us…and Paul has to work with her on camera pretty much every week as if they were still together." The bartender brought me another drink and I had it halfway gone in an instant.
"Oh shit," Michelle said putting her head in her hands. "She works there with you guys?"
"Yup," I unlocked my phone again and pulled up a picture of the bane of my existence. "Behold, the reason for my stress. Stephanie McMahon. The owner of the company's daughter and the reason that Paul and I can't be together the way we want to be."
"Oh, she just looks like a bitter bitch." Roxanne said
"She is, she really is. It's the worst feeling to walk into meetings with Paul and see her sitting in there, as she stares daggers into me."
"Leyna, I am so sorry that you are going through all of this…"
"It's the way it is." I shrugged my shoulders.
"I'm gonna throw something out there…please don't shoot the messenger when I do." Michelle said
"Go ahead,"
"I know you said that you love this Paul guy and all but is having to deal with his crazy ass ex-wife worth it? I mean who knows how long this divorce thing is going to take…are you really willing to wait for it to go through for him?"
I looked at Michelle and ran my fingers through my hair. I saw Trina slap her on the shoulder for her comment.
"Leyna, don't listen to Michelle…I think she's had too much to drink,"
"No, its okay and fair for her to state her concerns. To answer your questions, Paul and I sat down and talked about the very thing you brought up. He asked me if I was willing to wait for this to go through in order to be with him the way that we both wanted and I said that I was. Girls, you know how miserable I was with my exes and how crappy I felt being alone. Well, I have never felt more in love or happier than I am right now being with Paul. He is literally everything that I could possibly ask for in someone. Smart, driven, hard-working, determined, sexy and not to mention amazing in bed. But seriously, he asked me if I could handle all of the shit that Stephanie would throw at me and if I would stick by his side and stay with him and I promised him that I would because I'm in love and I want to be with him. So to answer your question, Michelle, yes. I am willing to wait for all of this to go through in for us to be happy together."
The girls were silent as they all processed what I had said. I meant every single word. I promised Paul that I would up and walk away from him because of what was happening with Stephanie and I meant it. I loved him far too much to do that to him.
"Leyna, if that is what you want to do, they please know that we all support you. 100%." Trina said.
"Yea, I mean it. I didn't mean to be harsh with my question. I just worry about you is all but it seems like this Paul guy loves you and wants to be with you no matter what so I am all for you two being together." Michelle said.
"And if you need someone to kick Stephanie's ass, you can call me. I've been working on my kickboxing." Roxanne laughed.
"Girl, shut up. Let's go back and dance." We finished our drinks and went back onto the dance floor.
Two Hours Later
I had turned onto my street on my way home from Azalea. The girls and I had such an amazing night drinking and dancing. We were getting down so much that we attracted a couple of guys to where we were. I respectfully told the guy that kept hitting on me to back off unless he wanted my boyfriend to end his existence. The look on his face was priceless. I laughed as I pulled up to the curb of my place. I climbed out and headed to my door. I headed in and fell onto my couch, my feet ached from all the dancing. I wanted to crawl up to my room and fall asleep but something told me to stay awake downstairs. I began to head over to my sound system to turn it on when I heard my doorbell ring.
"Who in the fuck could this be at this time?" I rolled my eyes and headed over to the door and opened it to be greeted by Paul standing before me dressed casually in one of his Triple H shirts, his leather jacket and a pair of jeans.
"Hello there,"
"What are you doing here so late?" I asked
"I was in the neighborhood. Figured I would stop by and see you."
"But why would you be in the neighborhood at mid…." I finally hit me. I remembered Paul asking me what time I usually got home after I went out with my friends clubbing. I did put that I was going 'out' on the calendar app to show that I was unavailable. "You!"
"Me? Me what?" He asked innocently.
"Don't play innocent with me. Just in the neighborhood nothing. You lied again," My arm and hand had a mind of their own as I began to raise my arm to slap him for lying to me yet again but before I could land my hit, Paul grabbed my wrist, held my hand and gave it a kiss.
"Hello to you too, Leyna. But no, I didn't lie to you. I do want to know what you like to do in your free time, and besides since when is it a crime for me to miss you and want to come and see you?"
I looked into Paul's eyes and smiled. "Never. Get in here." I said as I held open the door.
"Now, that's the kind of reception that I was hoping for." Paul gave me a wink and walked inside of my place for the first time.
"Welcome to my place. Its not much, but I like it." I said
"You have a very nice place. I like the way you decorated it and I only see a couple textbooks in here,"
"The rest are upstairs in my bedroom," I laughed.
"Oh, your bedroom?"
"Stop…you sit yourself down on that couch. No upstairs for you…at least not yet." I winked.
"Tease."
"You love it."
"I do. You look very good, Leyna. I mean…very good."
"Thanks, babe. Just figured I would show off all of my hard work." I ran my hands over my stomach and smiled. "You plan on staying a while?" I asked as I headed towards the kitchen
"I planned on that, yes."
"Okay, you want something to drink? I'm pretty sure I have a bottle of red wine on ice…or if you want something harder I have that too."
"You bring whatever you want, babe."
"Fair enough. I'll be right back. Get comfortable." I headed into the kitchen to retrieve something for us to drink. I had noticed Paul eyeing my sound system while he was looking around so I figured that he would be checking that out while I was in here. I didn't mind at all. After all, it is an amazing system with tons of music. Considering I had consumed two Sex of the Beaches and a very heavily prepared vodka and cranberry, I decided to pull my bottle of red wine out for us to share. I grabbed a couple wine glasses and headed back out to the living room to find Paul sitting on the couch, looking rather comfortable.
"Red wine okay?" I asked
"Perfect."
"Good," I sat the wine and glasses on an end table and bent down to start pouring the drinks. As I poured, I could feel Paul's eyes staring at me.
"So, are those new?" He asked.
I raised an eyebrow as I tried to figure out what he was talking about as I still had my back turned to him. "What?" I suddenly felt his hand smack my ass and I jumped. I smirked as I finally knew what he was talking about. I turned around and handed Paul his glass and used my free hand to tug at the purple strings of the new thong that I decided to wear and that was peeking out. "Oh? You mean this. Yeah, they're new. My girlfriend, Trina, dared me to buy a pair of edible panties one day so I did but I hadn't tried them on. I figured why not try them on tonight and see how they felt and how they fit." I turned back around to start pouring my glass when I heard my sound system come on and a song start to play. My stomach flip flopped and I bit down on my lip as I heard the signature opening to Ginuwine's Pony play from my Bose speakers.
"They're on. They fit and I want them off of you. Now."
I spun around to face Paul, whose eyes were darkening by the second. "Pony, huh? You know this song was on the Magic Mike movie."
"Leyna, baby you know damn well from experience that there's nothing magical about me. I'm all man. Now, get your sexy ass over here…come take this ride."
Well, you don't have to tell me twice.
I felt my glass on the table and stood in front of Paul. His arms instantly wrapped around my waist, his hands slowly sliding up and down my more toned stomach. I moved his hands and bent down to give him a kiss. I pulled on Paul's shirt and managed to get it off and tossed it over my head. I broke the kiss and got on my knees to unbuckle, unzip and remove Paul's jeans.
"Mmm, I love how you are taking control right now," He growled as I managed to get his jeans off.
"Yeah, I can see how much you are loving it," I ran my hands over his growing length, savoring the groans that escaped his lips. "You still want me to take that ride, baby?"
"Yes."
"Well, in that case," I stood up and slowly unbuttoned and slid my jeans off my legs, leaving me in my purple thong and my halter top. I climbed on Paul's lap and gazed into his eyes. "Take me."
Paul grabbed my hair, pulled tight and brought me to his lips for a strong kiss that almost took my breath away. I wrapped my arms around Paul's neck as I felt his fingers untie my halter top. He tossed it aside and quickly unhooked my strapless bra. Paul broke the kiss to attack my breasts and nipples. I cried out with every lick and each time Paul's teeth grazed my nipples.
"Oh God," I cried out. "Baby, please…"
"Please what?" Paul asked as he pinched my right nipple
"I need you to taste me, please."
"That's right…beg for it."
"Damn it, Paul…" I growled. He smirked as he took me by the waist and tossed me down onto the couch. He positioned himself in between my legs and slid his tongue over the front of my panties.
"Mmmm, not bad. Is that black cherry flavor?"
"Y-yes." I shuddered as Paul removed my thong with his teeth. "Is it tasty?"
"It's good…but nowhere as tasty and sweet as what I'm about to eat right now." He ran a finger along my slit, noticing how wet and ready I was.
I cried out as soon as I felt his warm tongue slide over my wet lips. I clawed at his back and shoulders with every lick and flick of his skilled tongue. "Hmmm…Paul. Fuck yes, don't stop baby, please! Ah-ah….god damn." I ran my fingers through my hair and bit down on my lip as Paul flicked his tongue over my clit and fucked me with his fingers.
"I want you to cum all over my tongue and then I want you to ride me. You got it?"
"What…whatever you…you want, My Game…Just please…don't Ah, fuckkkk" I squeezed my eyes closed and held Paul's head as an orgasm washed over me and I came all over his tongue…as he requested. Paul smiled and sat up, watching me recover from my orgasm. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw that he had removed his boxer briefs and was waiting for me.
"Leyna, you ready to take this ride?"
I sat up and crawled over to the other end of the couch. I gave Paul a quick kiss before straddling his hips and lowering myself onto his cock. I instantly shuddered and cried out as I adjusted myself; once I was ready I rocked my hips and rode like an expert.
"Ah, Leyna…fuck..." Paul growled as I bounced and rocked on his cock.
"Paul…baby feels so good…Ah…shit!" I cried out and sobbed.
"Yes, Leyna, you feel so fuckin' good. You like riding The Game's cock?" Paul took his thumb and rubbed my clit. "That's it…keep going baby…make yourself cum."
"Oh God, Paul….I can't…Fuck…" I cried out, almost growling "Paul….."
"Yes, that's right…ride me, you sexy Lioness." Paul grabbed my shoulders and forced me down onto him harder. I didn't know how much more of this I could take. I was so close to the brink.
"Paul…..Oh God! Fuck….Paul!" I growled again, digging my nails into Paul's shoulders. "I'm gonna…I'm…I'm-"
"Yes baby, you're gonna what?" Paul yanked on my hair and gently pinched my clit.
"Oh fuck, I'm cumming…Oh God…I…Oh fuck!" I shoved Paul's shoulder back into the couch and held him there as I came over and over. I couldn't stop myself from shaking and sobbing in pleasure. I felt Paul release inside of me and we collapsed onto the other side of the couch, our bodies hot and covered in sweat.
"Lioness, huh?" I asked as we held each other and recovered.
"Yeah. Did you not hear yourself growling and roaring before?" Paul asked.
I laughed "What can I say, I can't help myself when I'm with you. Everything feels so damn good."
"And you, my sexy Lioness, always feel amazing." Paul pulled me into him and gave me a deep kiss.
"I love you, My Game."
"I love you too."
"If you don't think it would be too strange, you're more than welcomed to stay here tonight. I mean, you seem rather relaxed as it is. No sense of having you get dressed and drive back home."
Paul sat up and looked at me. "You sure about that, babe? I mean I don't want to inconvenience you,"
"Paul, really? You aren't inconveniencing me at all. Besides, think of this as a mini test run."
"A mini test run? For what?"
"Oh, I dunno. Maybe when things get better for the both of us…we may want to look into moving in together…I mean if that's something you would like to do."
Paul looked at me and smiled before giving me a kiss. "Like to do? Baby, that is just one of the many things that I want to do with you once all of this shit blows over."
"Okay, now what do you mean by that?" I questioned.
"Don't you worry about it. Now, come on. I want you to show me your bedroom…maybe we can have a round two up there."
A/N: Well, what do you all think of this latest update? Do you like Paul's petname for Leyna? I feel Lioness is a very good choice. And what about the end of the chapter and the conversation that Paul and Leyna had? Seems interesting to me. Paul's staying over at Leyna's house! I wonder what's going to happen in the morning. As always, please leave those comments, reviews, feedbacks, suggestions. Anything. Again, I am so sorry about the lengthy wait but during my break, I will try to get another posted as well. Thank you all for sticking with me. Cater 2 U is back and it's going to get even better from here! -jaydieB.