Chapter 5:

With Haley securely in his arms, Dave swung her around towards the direction of the bed before her feet hit the floor again. Before he proceeded to do what he had wanted to for a long time now, he wanted to make sure she was ready for it. They hadn't consummated the relationship yet and he didn't want to pressure her if she still wanted to wait.

Keeping one arm around her waist, he used the other to tilt her chin so that she was looking directly up into his eyes. Haley's eyes always had a story to tell and without words, he'd find the answers he was looking for.

With the rain pounding a steady rhythm on the glass windows behind her, she looked at him with eyes full of trust and love. There were no inhibitions or doubts. Her eyes seemed to smolder into a midnight color with desire, as she smiled reassuringly at him. He was caught between relief and joy that she wanted him that much, loved him that much.

He ducked his head to brush his lips over hers; her mouth was soft and pliant under his. She yielded as he took control, cupping her face in his hands while lowering her to the bed. His hands traveled low enough to dip underneath the hem of her wife beater. She was already clouding his senses and they hadn't even begun.

He was determined to make this night last as long as possible, for both of them. Haley deserved to be seduced and loved, not the fast paced wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am he was used to with ring rats and what not.

She inched closer to him, wrapping her arms around his neck as though to anchor herself to him. The cotton material of her shirt bunched at his knuckles as his hands came in contact with the satiny smooth planes of her back.

Instead of removing her clothes right away, he wanted to explore the lithe little body he had fantasized about for some time. He marveled at how strong and toned she was. As his fingers traced over her back and midriff, he felt the slight softness of curves, but there was lean muscle underneath as well. He assumed that was courtesy of all the training she had done with Hunter over the past few months.

Haley seemed to lose herself in the sensation of his touch. Every nerve ending was at attention, as his fingers roamed over her body. If her skin could glow, she was sure it would be from all the feelings he was creating. His hands were rough from work, but still tender and skilled in his ministrations. She felt as though she were floating, his hands leaving a trail of Goosebumps in their wake. Her skin warmed and heat pooled low in her belly.

It had never been like this with John. With John it had been passionate, yet playful. There had been laughter and a teasing foreplay. It hadn't been like this with Randy either. With Randy it had been a consuming, burning inferno of passion that neither had been able to control.

She explored his back and chest in turn, her fingers tracing patterns in the hard, defined muscles. There was strength here. It excited as well as calmed any inhibitions about this. He would give her exactly what she wanted and protect her at the same time. She barely realized that her jeans had been slid from her body with barely a whisper against the sheets. She quivered beneath his hands for more, knowing this was only the beginning of what he had to offer.

Dave's erection throbbed painfully underneath his towel and he realized it had been awhile since he'd last had sex, so maybe they both needed this. With patience he didn't know he possessed, he peeled her t-shirt away from her body, before their mouths fused together again. Her fingers dug into his biceps, while his fluttered like wings over her torso, now only clad in her white lacy bra and matching panties.

She was pulling him under, drowning him with a seduction she wasn't aware she possessed. He slipped his finger under the satin strap of her bra, sliding it off while his other hand made quick work of the hooked fastening in the back. She arched beneath him, seeking more.

He breathed her in, her perfume, the natural scent of her body. Her heart was racing against her ribcage. He could feel it against his hands, under his mouth; see it in the rise and fall of her chest as her breath hitched and held. Her pleasure was an aphrodisiac.

He moved his mouth downward, across her belly, nibbling at the curve of her hip. Meanwhile, his hand delved beneath the lacy edge of her panties, easy them down until they were there no more.

He wanted her more than he had ever wanted any other woman in his past. When she quivered beneath him, seeking his touch, he gave it to her. He slid his finger down the slick center of her until she jolted and gasped. He felt her muscles tremble, saw her fingers tighten into a fist around the bed sheets, before she cried out, falling over the brink of climax.

He rose up over her, as she came back down from the natural high, his name exhaling from her lips. Her hands had become more desperate as he took her mouth with his. He couldn't wait any longer and lifted one of her knees to open her for his first thrust.

It was almost too much for him to handle; the tightness of her, the heat, the soft struggled gasps as he drew back from her, only to come back and fill her again…and again…and again.

He kept their mouths fused together, groaning in pleasure. She lifted her hips to meet him thrust for thrust. They moved in a perfect age-old rhythm that rose like a crescendo, to a feverish pitch until the moment when they finally surged together and into oblivion. She locked her legs around him, her cry of pleasure muffled against his own hungry moan. The force of their respective climaxes rocked them both.

When Dave stirred into consciousness, it was early morning. Only a weak sliver of sunlight trickled through the curtains of the room. He could feel the softness of Haley's hair against the line of his jaw, hear the hushed slumber of her breathing and felt completely at peace.

During the night, they had made love three times and Dave couldn't remember ever experiencing what he felt with Haley with any other woman of his past, not even his ex-wife. Who, up until meeting Haley, he had thought was the love of his life. Things certainly changed over time.

Haley murmured softly in her sleep, further tucking herself into the crook of Dave's shoulder. Her arm was lying loosely across his waist and only a thin cotton sheet shielded her beautiful body from view. It was one he would learn to know by heart. Everything about Haley had appealed to him, but after tonight, he was more certain than ever, that he had never come across a more beautiful person in his life.

He loathed the fact that he would have to leave her this morning, but he had a SmackDown taping at seven thirty this evening. He could have happily spent the day in bed with her, learning every inch of her skin. Unfortunately, that wasn't an option. He'd just have to find a way to rearrange his weekend schedule to see her then. He could comfort himself with the idea that the draft was coming up soon.

He knew that as the Women's Champion, the likelihood of Haley being drafted to SmackDown was very slim. Vince wouldn't want the titles to switch brands, so as long as Haley held her belt, she'd be on RAW. It was where she belonged, competing with the more skilled Divas in the roster.

The thing was that Dave did not hold a title at this point. For the longest time, wherever the World Heavyweight title was, that was where Dave wanted to be. His motto had been to live, breathe, sleep World Heavyweight gold. Then he had met a little brunette who knocked his whole world askew. For the first time in a long time, Batista wanted to come home to RAW, the show that had launched his career. SmackDown wasn't home anymore. Home was where the heart was, and his heart was with Haley. That and he could be swayed into wanting to try out the WWE Championship rather than the Heavyweight. He hadn't held it before and thought he might try it out for a change.

He turned and pressed his face into her hair, feeling her begin to stir. Her lashes fluttered and he watched her come awake with a smile. "Good morning, Hales."

She blinked against the light. "The rain stopped."

"The sun's come out to play." Dave nodded, kissing the crown of her head. "But somehow, I'm more interested in playing with you."

She giggled drowsily. "Didn't you have enough of me last night?"

"I could have you for forever, Haley and it would never be enough." He pulled her flush against him. "I love you."

Her eyes lit up and her smile was glowing. "I love you too."