Chapter 11:

I don't own this!

Mickie's point of view:

lol Jk it wasn't John it was Kelly. I looked at her kinda confused and said

"hey? what are you doing here?" I asked.

She looked at me and said "I heard you were finally going out and i came here to go with you. I miss you" she said

i smiled and said "I miss you too and alright lets go fuck shit up" i smirked.

We went to some club on mainstreet. It was pretty poppin not gonna lie. Kelly and i got right in. I mean we did look pretty good. We went to VIP booth with the RAW locker room. I sat down next to my girls Kelly and Eve. I feel like i haven't seen them in forever and i am so excited i am out right now. But there is one thing missing. Where is John? My thoughts were interrupted by Eve asking me to go the bar with her. I ordered a Vodka with Coke, Eve ordered a vodka with cranberry. Shit about to get cray cray. We walked back and her and i sat down and kelly looked at me and smiled.

I looked at her and said "what?"

She said "Nothing, just Cena over there hasn't taken his eyes off of you since you were at the bar" she smirked.

I blushed and said "I don't know why"

She said "Um have you seen you in that dress?"

I smiled and said "Nothing is going to happened between him and i. And you know that" Oh only if they knew.

A hour passed when John, Randy and Ted came to sit with Me, Kelly and Eve. John sat right infront of me. I felt his on me and i couldn't help but blush. What does this kid have up his sleeves. John and i were talking casually for about 20 mintues until Eve went off with Ted and he sat next to me. Very closely i might add. He looked at me and leaned in and whispered in my ear

"Fuck Mickie, you in that outfit makes me want to take right now on this table" He said

I smirked and whispered in his ear and said "I could tell by the way you have been looking at me all night. Are you sure thats safe"

"I Don't care what people think. I am doing whatever the fuck i want with you where ever i want"

I looked at him and raised my eyebrows and he said

"Well if it's okay with you of course"

I smiled and he said "Lets dance. I want to be closer with you" He said winking as he got up

No one's point of View:

Mickie was happy to oblige. John stepped closer to him, close enough that their bodies were almost touching as she rested her arms on his shoulders. Taking the hint, he placed his hands on her hips and tugged her a little closer as they danced together. The rest of the club simply disappeared. It was just the two of them and the music. He could feel that euphoric state starting to descend upon him. He wasn't drunk by any means but had a real good buzz going, the music was playing loudly, rattling through his chest, the lights were flitting all over the room with the smell of alcohol, sweat and perfume all around them. The club was packed and he had a knockout in his arms, her body grinding closer and closer to his the longer they swayed together. He lost himself in the feel of her finally pressed fully against him. Her breasts crushed against his chest when somebody bumped her from behind knocking her into him. Neither of them cared. The current song was building to a crescendo, loud beat after loud beat, her hips ground against his. He dropped his hands from her hips to the curve of her ass. she wrapped her arms tighter around his neck. Mickie swore she could feel tangible electricity running between them. It felt incredible. She wanted to feel his body rubbing against hers like it was. Maybe it was the alcohol, maybe it was the hazy lights of the club, maybe it was the music. Maybe it was all three . Or maybe it was the connection Mickie and John had, they can't take their eyes off of eachother or hands. His eyes looked black and she knew his expression mirrored her own. She felt completely drawn to him, his dark gaze sucking her in. A new song blared over the speakers, a slower, more sensual song and she simply couldn't stop her body from moving to the music. She smiled when she felt him pull her even closer as his body began to move to the music in tandem with hers. Neither of them spoke. It wasn't needed. Instead, they maintained an intense eye contact and let their bodies do the talking. Completely caught up in the moment and losing herself in the music, Stephanie turned and backed into him, reaching around for his hands and placing them on her waist. His skin felt hot. She began to sway, loving the feel of his body pressed against her. She didn't know what had come over her. It had been building pretty much since the second they slept together for the very first time. She wouldn't have given herself so freely to his touch if she hadn't. He burrowed his face into her neck, his arms raising hers above her head and his beard tickling her skin. He held them in one hand while the other ran down her bare arm. She shivered at the sensation and ground her hips back at him hard. He gripped her hip tighter and she swore she heard him growl lowly. It turned her on even more. Jesus this thing was escalating and quickly. The only thing she wanted right now was John and a bed. That was it. She wanted it desperately and why delay the inevitable? They both knew what was going to happen here. People didn't dance like this for nothing to come of it. No. She had come out tonight, she had seen john, they had danced intimately and now it was time for the next stage of their relationship to kick off. Her thoughts were interrupted by the feel of both his hands squeezing her hips as he pulled her back into him and pressed a gentle kiss to her neck. The soft touch of his lips on her bare skin was enough and without warning, she turned her head and captured his lips in an ardent kiss, turning around in his arms and wrapping hers around his neck. He returned her kiss eagerly, almost as if he had been expecting it to happen. He tangled his hand in her hair and tilted her head, snaking out his tongue to roll with hers. They kissed heatedly, tongues winding and bodies heaving.

John reluctantly broke the kiss. He had to otherwise he wouldn't be able to control himself. He was about ready to burst here. He watched as her eyes opened lazily and she looked at him, biting on her lip and driving him crazy in the process. This wasn't what he had intended when he had stepped in to help her out but it was clear as day where this was leading and he certainly wasn't going to turn her down. He leaned down and sucked on her earlobe for a second. "Micks, want to get out of here?"

She nodded her head eagerly and kissed him again, hard. Her hands cupped his face as she completely lost herself in him. He tasted incredible and she was desperate to take this to the next level. She promptly broke their kiss and took his hand, pulling him towards her empty table and grabbing her bag. Both of their friends were nowhere to be seen and frankly she didn't care. Tonight was about her and this is exactly what she needed right now. She would text them and let them know what was going on.

"You ready?"

"Ready," she answered, this time letting him lead her out of the club. They stepped outside and were first in line for the cabs. It was early still but there was no point staying when they both wanted something else.

He opened the door for her, then climbed in after and gave his address to the cabbie. There was a brief moment where they simply looked at each other and nobody said anything. He cleared his throat awkwardly for a second, nervous that she might have changed her mind but was pleasantly surprised when he felt her hand cover his in his lap.

"This was your plan all along wasn't?" Mickie said

John smirked and said "How did you know"

"The way you asked me out tonight" she teased, holding his amused gaze.

She shifted her body and looked up at him, her lips almost pouting in anticipation of his kiss as she whispered, "I want you to make me feel alive again." He instantly obliged, leaning down and capturing her lips in a tongue filled kiss. He turned in the backseat of the cab so he could cup the side of her face and kissed her hard. In a matter of seconds the sexual tension between them at the club returned and they lost themselves in each other again, their bodies desperate to experience the other properly.