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"Miss? Your food…" the skinny teenage boy interrupts us Honor breaks away blushing and I cast the boy an unearned glare. He hands her the bag and her bottle of water then scurries off behind the counter.

"Better get back to work," I say pulling her back to me.

"Randy!" She hits my chest, "That wasn't nice. He was doing his job."

"Well that wasn't nice interrupting us," Honor shakes her head laughing at me.

Honor's cheeks are still bright red, "Let me give you a lift back to the arena." I kiss her neck not bothering to care who sees us.

"Okay," she giggles as my tongue sweeps over her pulse point.

Quickly we hurry out to my bus in the parking lot, I slip Rob orders to take the long way back. He winks and nods.

I pull Honor flush against me, walking backwards with her to the back of the bus. She squeals as I attack her sensitive spots, I don't know what has gotten into her or why she's decided to be here with me. "Surely you know what's about to happen Honor."

"Yes," she pulls my shirt up over my head and pushes me down on the bed. I stare up at her more than a little astonished but with wicked intentions. "Undress me." She whispers climbing over me.

"My pleasure," I make quick work of her shirt unhooking each of the eyelets, next her pesky bra is on the floor, I sit up unbuttoning her jeans then pushing them down her hips. I roll her under me then pull them off of her. Once I finally get them off I pull her red panties from around her hips. Just having her under me I swear I feel like I'm committing more than a share of the seven deadly sins.

"I knew this little infatuation with Phillip wouldn't last long," I whisper brushing my lips against hers. Just from that little bit of kissing earlier her mouth was already swelling. "Does he touch you like this?" I roughly squeeze her bottom bringing my hands to both sides of her hips. Every place I bite her she shivers, her soft whimpers fill the small room. Honor rewards my efforts by sliding her hand up my chest then digging her nails into my shoulder. "You like that huh?"

"Fuck yeah."

I chuckle, "He has no idea how to handle you." I tease her with the tip of my penis knowing exactly how frustrated it makes her.

"Shut up and fuck me already," Honor growls, using her hips she tries to push onto me but I pull away teasing her.

Right as I know she's opening her mouth to say something I thrust into her roughly. Her sounds fill the room as I settle into a fast rhythm; I missed the feeling of being inside her. Pleasure causes her to bite down on her bottom lip and her brows are furrowed concentrating on each of the different sensations coursing through her. "Mmm… fuck, Randy."

"…That feel good baby?"

"Yes…yes… god yes. Harder." I adjust our positions so I can hit her spot better and make her cum. I reach between us and rub her hard clit and she jerks away from me, "Ahhh!" too much pleasure, oops.

I pull her hips back to me leaning forward and biting gently on one of her nipples as her hand snakes around the back of my neck. She makes a few funny little sounds as she gasps at each sharp stroke I hit her with. She grabs handfuls of the sheets and writhes underneath me avoiding her orgasm, I lean on my arms for more leverage feeling my own approaching, "Honor I fucking missed you."

She responds to me by forcing me to kiss her as she reciprocates my actions. For the first time both of our bodies tense up and I can't last much longer. I pound into her and that spells the end for me. Her own body not being able to handle the sensory assault quivers against me as she holds on tight. I spend a while just kissing and touching her as we lay on the bed, still wrapped around each other for the rest of the trip back to the arena.

When it's time for us to get dressed again I really don't want to give her up.

"I guess you're going back to him..." say folding my hands behind my head, watching her pull her underwear back on.

"I have to." She sent him a text a few minutes ago. She didn't exactly look to happy. It's her fault.

"When are you going to let him go?" I laugh shaking my head at her, she just fucked him over big time.

"What are you going to do about your family?" She stares me down as she put her shirt back on, I did Punky Boo a favor by not leaving any marks on her. Usually that's hard for me to do, I love to leave her with reminders of who put them there.

"Sam knows." My voice has a matter of fact tone to it and I'm amused by her trying to wiggle out of the situation.

"And…?" Skepticism written all over her face.

"We agreed to separate and move on."

"Because of me."

"No. Because it's over between us. There's nothing there." Honor wracks her brain searching for another reason to run.

"Even if I do tell Punk I don't know what'll happen… all I know is I'm not escaping this unscathed." She mutters unnecessarily, I know he won't keep her after this, loyalty to him is everything.

"I know." I remain calm just watching her as she rakes through her hair with her fingers. Honor looks like she's been having sex and the telltale glow is all over her face. Her reddish brown skin is glowing, her body is stiff, and her legs probably feel like jelly. I know all of this because she has yet to replace her heels, I smile to myself surveying my work. I know her body as well as I know mine.

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