Ch22

I had a long night with Honor, I even broke her cell phone accidently. It kept going off and we were too busy for her to answer it; I chucked it halfway across the room so it would land on the couch but instead it hit the wall and broke open. Aside from her being upset over that this morning, it was still one of the best nights of my life. I smile at her as I admire the hickeys I left along her neck as she bites into a strawberry, she'd better be glad I restocked the fridge. Her shapely legs stick out from underneath the double extra-large t-shirt she left here. I snicker because it has my logo on it. I could get used to waking up with her this way every morning. The little cloud of guilt still looms when I think about my baby girl but there isn't anything I can do to take away my love for Honor.

"Fuck what is there to eat here?" Honor ducks down in the refrigerator, the back of the shirt rises over her bottom, exposing her pink and red heart printed panties, ironically the words on the back say 'Exclusive Party: VIP ONLY!'. She hasn't the slightest clue how funny that is to me. "What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing babe," I say watching her grab the container on the top shelf, she opens it and smells it then wrinkles her nose in disgust. She then grabs the whole carton of strawberries and blueberries and a box of cookies out of the cupboard and bottle of water and proceeds to go back into my bedroom. I go back to eating my cereal until I get a text message from Punk:

I know she's with you. Tell her I need to speak with her when you two arrive.

CM Punk

6:37 AM

Roger.

Randy Orton

6:40 AM

When I finish and pour the milk in the sink and shove the bowl in the dishwasher, I go join Honor in the bed room. She's playing Temple Run on her tablet, I just stare at the relaxed beauty lying on my bed along with the box of cookies. The berry containers are on the other side of her on top of the crumpled up bed sheets.

"What? Why are you just staring at me?"

I chuckle, "I'm just staring at these." I crawl over her, moving the containers out of the way on the bed and gently bite the already tender purple spot on the right side of her neck. Laughing when she lets a loud moan slip past her lips and drops her tablet on her stomach, "Why is it all about sex with you?"

"Is this what you do when you stay with Avery? Do you just hijack her food and eat it wherever you please?" I hug her against me. The last thing I really want to do is let her go talk to Punk but there is nothing I can do about it.

"Sorry," I smile as she pushes me far away from her. I take the hint as she settles back against me. Her body's still sensitive from last night, neither of us got any sleep, I'm to blame for that one. I kept her up all night, round after round we went, no doubt that I'm sore today though I think she's worse. "I told you I missed you."

"Yeah well I have to get up and go grovel to Punk. My stuff is on his bus. I'm just thankful you still kept all the extra toiletries I left here. I smell like sex anyway so I gotta wash my ass."

"See I'm considerate," I laugh at the way she worded her sentence, "Go ahead Honor."

"Speaking of the devil," I don't really want to ask her this but it is better that I do, "Is there anything going on between you two?"

"No." Honor twists around to study my face curiously, the small dimple above her lip puckering, "Why?"

"You two were awfully chummy with each other yesterday…" I grumble. She squints at me in confusion, biting the corner of her lip. "I saw the catering episode."

"Oh," her mouth stretches at the corners. "I don't know what to say about that," she gets up and gathers her clothes.

"You do know that I meant everything I said to you last night right?"

She nods as she pulls on the baggy pair of basketball shorts, tying the strings as tight as she can get them.

"Yes. Otherwise you wouldn't have said them."

Silence falls between us. Neither of us knowing what to say after that. Once again I question exactly why I want her. I notice as she ties her shirt in a low knot at her back that there's a nasty hickey on her left hip, while she's gathering her stuff I can't help but pull her back to me. I change the subject, "You coming back tonight?"

"Maybe. It depends on what I'll be doing on the card tonight and Avery and I might do something later since we're off the card tomorrow. Promo practice maybe…" Honor's hand slides up my neck as she fingers the tattoo woven across my shoulders.

I groan, "Honor," I push her back on the bed again taking my time pulling her shirt up "I want you."

"I have to go Randy." She squeals when I kiss behind her ear, a violent shiver runs through her body as her breath catches in her throat.

"Please?" I pull the extra baggy shorts from around her waist again, letting them drop to the floor, then with one swift movement I coax her panties from around her hips. "I love you."

"Randy," She calls my name still groaning. I position myself at her entrance once more, not even bothering to take off my boxers. Honor's pretty little face flushes red as I push into her cunt, I still my motions letting her get used to me. Even though we went at it like two animals in heat she's still very tight and needs to adjust.

"Oh fuck," her face scrunches in pain as she feels me move deeper inside her. I pull her legs up around my waist, lifting her hips for more leverage. It doesn't take long to establish a rhythm, I need this to be fast and quick but I still pace myself. I'm not quite ready to send her back yet.

"Fuck baby," I shift my weight forward driving my hips to hers until I feel her tighten around me. I hold her against me as I feel my abs contract and I spill deep inside of her. "I love you Honor." I breathe the words against her lips wanting her to just stay here in this bed with me.

My girl laughs and grabs her stuff, leisurely replacing her clothes, still a little exhausted and very much sore. "Bye Randy," she pushes her hair from her face and leans down to kiss me. Oh yeah I could get very used to this.