Dean had been watching her all day. He didn't know much about her but what he knew was enough for him. Her name was Shiela, she was 23 years old and she was backstage together with Baron Corbin. She wasn't Baron's girlfriend or sister but one way or another they had a connection. Friend or cousine maybe. He didn't care. All he cared about was seeing her bat her eyelashes and practically drool over him everytime he looked in her direction.
She had been close to him all day. It made sense. He was going up against Baron this evening at the PPV and she was there with Baron so of course she stayed close to the one person who she knew which meant that she stayed close to him as well since he and Baron had to go over their match for the night.
Everything was set and done and there was around an hour till the PPV would start. He was walking down the hallway when he saw her come walking towards him. He looked around. Plenty of people were around but he knew he was quick enough for no one to notice. Could he? He knew he shouldn't but could he? He smirked. Yes, he could - and he would.
She looked up into his eyes as she was walking towards him. Those eyes lusted for him. That was clear for him to see. The second they were walking past each other, shoulder against shoulder, he grabbed her arm and quickly dragged her into the locker room next to him.
He locked the door and pushed her up against it. She didn't say anything. She just looked at him, those eyes fired up, waiting for his next move. He reached up and played with a lock of her hair, twirling it around his fingers as he leaned down to her face.
"Shiela, Shiela, Shiela... I've seen the way you've been looking at me all day," he said.
"I wasn't trying to hide it," she said.
Oh good, she wasn't playing hard to get. He preferred it that way when everything was easy and went according to plan.
"So what are we gonna do about it?" He asked, already knowing the answer to that question.
"What do you wanna do about it?" She challenged.
He sent her a sassy smile, spun her around and pushed her up against the door again. He grinded his crotch against the ass as he reached his hands in front of her, lifting up her skirt and slipping one hand down her panties. She moaned and he grabbed her hair with his other hand.
"Ssh, you gotta be real quiet, sweet cheeks. We can't have people trying to bust down this door if they think a woman is in trouble," he said.
He slid a finger inside her and she bit down on her lip to keep her moans within.
"Good girl. So wet. You're a horny little one, aren't you, Shiela?" He asked and licked the rim of her ear.
"Yes," she whimpered.
"What should we do about that?" He asked.
"Fuck me," she begged.
He would definately do that. He ripped her panties off her and pushed her back up against the door with one hand on her back. His other hand quickly opened his pants and pulled out his dick. He grabbed her hips and pulled her ass a bit backwards and without warning he pushed his dick inside her pussy. He fucked her like crazy and she started screaming in no time.
"Quiet!" He growled and yanked her head back by her hair.
"Not helping," she moaned by his violence.
He chuckled.
"Oh, you like it a bit rough, huh?" He teased and thrust into her harder while yanking her head back as far as he could.
He couldn't help it. She was too damn hot and it felt too damn good so he kept going at it violently, making her moan and scream even louder, loving every moment of what he was doing to her.
He let go off her hair as he felt her start to cum. His hand moved to cover her mouth instead as he thrust into her as hard as he could. Her screams and cries were muffled by his hand and it only turned him on even more to have her at his mercy like that.
"That's it, sweet cheeks, keep cumming," he spurred her on as he felt her squeeze his dick.
She cried into his hand and a little while after her voice died down again.
"Good girl," he whispered in her ear.
He thrust into her a couple of more times and then pushed her all the way up the door as he came inside her.
He pulled out of her and closed his pants. She fixed her skirt and found her panties on the floor. She looked at him with an accusing look as she saw how ripped they were. She would never be able to wear those again. He just gave her a sassy smile.
"That's what happens when you get it on with Dean Ambrose," he said, as if that was the greatest apology in the world.
She just laughed and threw them in the nearest trash can.
"Out of curiosity, how do you know Baron?" He asked.
"I'm actually dating his brother," she answered.
"No shit? So you aren't such a good girl after all," he laughed.
She licked her lips and sent him a look of passion.
"I'll be good to you anytime you want me to," she said.