I wake up around 4am, needing to pee. Dean has his arms wrapped around me, he's snoring lightly. I start to gently lift his arm and he grips me tighter. "Don't leave" he whispers. "Dean" I say. "I have to pee." He groans and lets me go, watching as I throw the covers back and get out of bed. He watches me as I walk across the room to the bathroom. "Damn that ass" he groans. I laugh and walk into the bathroom, closing the door behind me. He's sat up in bed when I come out. He watches me as I walk again, and is by my side as soon as I get back into bed. "Better?" he asks. I nod and cuddle into him, kissing his chest again. "Fuck doll" he groans. I look up at him and smile. He smirks at me and kisses my head. "Just a warning" he growls. "If you wake mini Dean up, you have to have him." I raise an eyebrow and he laughs. That laugh again. It sends shivers up my spine. I feel brave, so I lean up and kiss his neck. He moans quietly and I grin, kissing further until I reach his collar bone. "You missed a bit" he whispers. I look at him and frown. "Here" he whispers, leaning over and kissing me softly. Now it's my turn to moan. "That fucking moan" he growls, grabbing my ass and hitching my leg over his hip. I catch my breath and look at him. His eyes rake over my face, lingering on my lips. His eyes are dark. "Torrie" he whispers. I put my finger on his lips. "Don't speak" I whisper before kissing him lightly. He moans, and before I know it his hands are in my hair and he's pulling me closer to him, kissing me hard. His tongue battles mine for dominance, and I let him win. He growls and pulls me over onto him, holding onto my hips as he works his hips, letting me feel that mini Dean is very much awake. "Please?" he asks softly. "I need to be inside you so bad!" I nod slowly and he rolls me onto my back. I frown at him and he smiles. "I'm gonna undress my wife" he whispers as he slides a hand under my back and unclasps my bra. He throws it on the floor and moans as he looks down on me. "Fuck me you're beautiful" he moans. I shake my head. "I'm fat" I say quietly. "I have swollen ankles, none of my clothes fit me..." "Suits me fine" he moans kissing my stomach. "And you're not fat. You're pregnant. With our baby. Our very much wanted baby." He kisses down my stomach and hooks his fingers through the lace of my French knickers, sliding them down as he kisses lower. I forget to breathe as he nips at my inner thighs before throwing my underwear on the floor. He kisses his way back up my legs, pausing as he reaches my thighs. "I've missed this so much" he moans before sliding a finger into me. "Oh fuck, I want you so bad Torrie." I moan as he leans down and replaces his finger with his tongue. I've missed this too. Wow. He knows exactly what he's doing to me. "Don't come yet" he warns, sensing my impending undoing. I moan. "How the fuck can you say that to me?" I complain. He chuckles. "I want to be inside you when it happens" he whispers, moving up to kiss my lips. I flip him on to his back and he smirks. "Been here before, haven't we?" he says. I smirk back at him. "Plenty of times" I say leaning over to kiss him. I kneel between his legs and slowly slide his boxers down, licking my lips when mini Dean springs free. Mini Dean. Now that's a lie if ever I've heard one. There's nothing mini about mini Dean. I manage to slide his boxers off and throw them behind me. He smiles as I lean over. "Those tits are fucking awesome" he groans. "Can we keep them?" I laugh. "Tell you what" I say. "If you can carry them around, and put up with the bad back, then you can keep them." He moans. "That bad, huh?" he asks. I nod. "Hunter has even written it into my contract that I have to have regular back massages" I say. "That's what your husband is for" he whispers. I shake my head. "In case you've forgotten" I say. "We're divorced." He groans and moves me up so I'm straddling him. He pulls me forward so he can kiss my neck, and while im concentrating on that I feel him shift beneath me, adjusting his position. "Ready?" he whispers. I nod slightly and he gently pulls me down, sinking into me slowly.
"Oh fuck" he moans, throwing his head back. "Dear fucking god you feel so good!" I lean down and kiss him as he moans into my mouth. He grabs my ass and starts moving slowly, circling his hips and thrusting in and out of me. "Fuck Torrie" he groans. "Oh jeez, fuck yes!" He moans and stills as he spills into me, kissing my neck. "That was just for starters" he whispers as I roll to lie next to him. I smile and cuddle into him. "I love you" he whispers, kissing my head. I smile and nod. I can't say it. Not yet. He groans and pulls me against him. "Sleep" he says. "It's still early." I nod and concentrate on his breathing as I drift back off to sleep.
He's on the phone the next time I wake up. He doesn't realise I'm awake. "I'm in bed with my fucking wife" he whispers. "Where the fuck did you think I would be? I'm in the only place I want to be, the place I'm meant to be. Yeah, I'll be glad when we finish taping Smackdown tonight and you can get out of my house." That tells me all I need to know. It's Renee. I decide it's time to have some fun. I slowly put my head under the covers and kiss my way down his stomach. "Fuck!" he growls as I take him into my mouth. "Oh fuck baby your mouth is so good! Oh my god! Fuck!" He moans loudly as he comes quickly into my mouth. I look up at him and grin when I see he's still on the phone. "I gotta go" he barks. "I don't know when I'll be back, I'm spending time with my wife. Maybe I'll just get the key from you at the taping tonight." He hangs up and throws the phone onto the floor. "That" he smirks. "Was pure fucking evil. Awesome. But evil." I grin as I lie back next to him. "Don't know what you're talking about Ambrose" I smirk. "Oh I think you do, Ambrose" he counters. I smile and throw the covers back. "I need to go shower" I say standing up. He grabs me from behind and pulls me back onto the bed. "Wrong answer" he whispers. "First, you need to kiss me." I moan as his mouth crashes onto mine. He lightly runs his fingers down my side and over my stomach, sending shivers down my spine. "Now" he says. "Now, you can go shower." I smile and stand up again. I blow him a kiss as I disappear into the bathroom, shutting the door behind me.