"So" a voice says as we walk back into the kitchen. "When I heard that Mox was booked in the shows, I knew I had to come back for a few days. Nobody parties like Mox, nobody gets the girls here like Mox, and now he's all divorced and shit I guessed he'd make the most of it." I look at Dean and he shrugs. "You thought right" Jake says looking over at us and winking. "I mean, you had to have heard him in the bathroom just then, right?" "Yeah" the voice says with a chuckle. "Guess he started early, time for more later." "Only with the wife Sami" Dean growls. I frown. "Sami?" I whisper. Dean nods and pulls me into the kitchen. "Sorry for not telling you before" he says glaring at Sami. "We may be divorced, but I love her to fucking pieces and I ain't gonna be without her again." "Torrie" Sami whispers finally looking at me. "Hey Sami" I smirk. He walks over and hugs me. "How much of that did you...?" "Most of it" I say looking at him. He looks at the floor. "Sorry Tor" he says. I smile and shake my head. "It's ok" I say. "It's only logical that you'd think that way, I mean, nobody knows we're back together yet. It's been a long six weeks." He nods. "Sorry" he says again. "It's just, the last time I spoke to him was two weeks ago, when he told me he was coming back here because he couldn't be there without you..." "It's ok Sami" I chuckle. "We've caught a few people out with it today, right Jake?" Jake laughs and nods. "I will be the first to admit I thought Torrie was a rat earlier" he says holding his hands up. "But now, seeing Mox with her, I can't believe the change in the guy." Dean grins and pulls me towards him. "She's good for me, guys" he says kissing my head. Sami nods. "Trust me" he says. "I've been to their house. I've never see a couple more in love than these two." "So why divorce her then?" lipstick pipes up. I groan. "That was me, actually" I say looking at her. "I divorced him." Dean nods. "Temporary glitch" he says. "I'm getting that ring back on her finger if its the last thing I do." Lipstick nods and smiles falsely. "Great" she says sarcastically. "Good for you." "Is there gonna be a problem here?" I ask, pointing between me and her. "Cos if there is..." "Woah Torrie" Dean says, grabbing my arm and pulling me to him. He doesn't get to say anything else before the door bangs. "Ooooh we got company" Jake says jumping down off the counter and rushing to the door. "Leave it" Dean whispers in my ear. I look at him in shock and walk over to the girls, knowing he's gonna want to dupe whoever walks in next.
"No problem" lipstick says in my ear. "I just wish you'd said something earlier, you know? You let us go on about how much we want your boyfriend..." "Forget it" I say smiling. "What you were saying was actually quite tame compared to some of the twitter insults and comments I get, and the crowds at the shows yell some pretty explicit stuff about what they want to do to him too." She smiles. "Look who's here guys!" Jake says walking in. "Mox!" the new guy says hugging Dean as he walks in. "How's divorced life treating you?" "Pretty fucking good" Dean chuckles looking over at us. "Good to see you Drake." Drake smiles. "You too Mox" he says grabbing a beer. "So, this ex of yours. Spill the beans. Word is she was way too fucking hot for you anyway." Dean smirks and runs his hands through his hair. "Haven't you ever seen her?" he asks. Drake shakes his head, taking a mouthful of his beer. "Nah man" he says. "Tried to catch up on her twitter feed a few days ago, but all she's tweeted is pictures of the beach, and that cute kid of yours. Image of you Mox, ain't no denying that one when the child support bills come in!" Dean laughs. "I would never deny my Dessie" he says. "Whatever that girl wants, she can have. I would give Torrie every single dime I have for that girl, she knows that." "Aww check out Mox with the human side" Drake says patting Dean on the back. He nods. "Only for my baby girl" he says. "She's got me wrapped around her little finger." Drake nods. "So what about Torrie?" he asks winking. "She really as hot as everyone says?" Dean glances at me. "Hotter" he moans, watching as I play with the button on my shorts. "Sounds like someone is still pussywhipped by his ex" Drake chuckles, glancing over at us girls. "You got your work cut out tonight girls, getting his mind off her." "Oh I think we can manage that" I smirk. Drake smiles. "Oh I bet you can" he says looking me up and down. "What do you say Mox?" "I reckon she needs to try harder" Jake pipes up. "They've already christened my bathroom, and if Mox is still talking about Torrie like that, then, darling, you need to put more effort in!" I laugh. "Guess so" I say, downing my beer quickly and pouring a large whiskey. I down that quickly and look at Dean. "What do you say, Mox?" I ask. He downs his beer and holds his hand out. "I say" he says looking around. "The bathroom is taken guys!" I grab his hand and he pulls me to the bathroom, pushing me in and shutting the door behind us. "Seconds out, round two!" Jake yells.
"Hey" I whisper. "Hey yourself" he says, kissing me softly. "We, uh, don't have to, you know, again, if you don't want to..." "Shut the fuck up and kiss me Ambrose" I moan. "Oh you want Ambrose this time do you?" he asks. I nod. "Moxley is good" I say kissing him. "But Ambrose is better." He smiles. "I love you" he whispers. "I love you too" I whisper, walking him backwards towards the toilet. "What...?" he starts as I unbutton his jeans and slide them down, quickly following them with his boxers. "Sit" I say, putting the lid on the toilet down. He smirks and sits. "Fuck that's cold!" he yelps. "Allow me to take your mind off that" I whisper, kneeling in front of him and taking him into my mouth. "Oh fuck!" he moans, thrusting into my mouth a few times. "Ok, ok, it's forgotten, get up here now!" I smirk and stand up, watching as he unbuttons my shorts and slides them down my legs. I kick them off and he reaches behind me, pulling the string on my bikini top. It undoes and falls off straight away. "Holy fuck" he moans, pulling me closer to him. He turns me around and bites my ass, chuckling as I squeal. He slaps my legs until they're either side of his, then pulls me down, impaling me on him and burying himself fully inside me straight away. "Fuck yes!" we both moan. "You're gonna be the death of me, Mrs Good" he whispers. "Now let's give them a show." I smirk and nod as he starts to move. "Fuck Jon!" I moan as he starts to move hard straight away, his hands roaming up my front, pinching my nipples hard as he bites my neck. "Fuck me doll" he moans loudly. "Ah fuck yes, ride me, fuck! Just like that! Oh fuck yeah!" I moan and turn my head to look at him. He shakes his head. "Eyes front and centre doll" he whispers, kissing me softly. I frown and he nods. "See?" he whispers. I smirk and nod, biting my lip as I catch sight of our reflections in the mirror above the sink. "I love you so much" he whispers as he watches us move. I nod, concentrating on the look of pure lust in his eyes as we start moving faster and harder. "Come for me Torrie" he begs. "Fuck me" I moan as he grabs my hips and pulls me back onto him. "Oh fuck" he moans. "Gonna come Tor, come with me, come on, please!" I nod, biting my lip as I watch him in the mirror. "Oh fuck Torrie!" he yells. "Fuck yes!" We both moan as we explode together. "Wow" he pants, resting his head on my shoulder. "Don't think I can stand up a second, that was so fucking hot!" I nod, unable to speak while I try and get my breath back. Finally I think I can stand so I move and start to get dressed. He smiles as he watches me. "Round three later?" he asks, grinning.