Chapter 4 – Elastic Heart
Large hands wrapped around her hips pulling her body flushed against his. She was so short compared to his 6'8 stature; even if she was 5'10 she was still short to him. His lips captured hers once more as his hands slid around her hips and down to her dress covered backside. The click of her 6 inch heels had been driving him crazy at Full Sail University where they were shooting NXT for the night.
As they came through the front door of her apartment she kicked her heels off; he toed his sneakers off and the wolf was on the prowl as he suddenly yanked her flush against him and captured her mouth. 10 minutes later they were still by the front door teasing and tasting each other.
His teeth nipped along her collar bone as her fingernails slid down his biceps and a growl vibrated through his chest as her hands slid up under his t-shirt and scrapped against his abs. He could feel her pushing the t-shirt up but knew she wasn't tall enough to pull it off so he stepped back for a moment and discarded it to the floor of her apartment. Her little black slip of a dress was satin with a sheer black overlay. It rode up her tan thighs when she moved her arms; not enough to show off the goodies underneath…but enough.
He could feel her lips skimming across his chest; he couldn't stop first the groan and then the growl when her tongue came out and traced the center piece of his chest which happened to be a heart. His hands slid down her curves once more going directly to her firm backside as he lifted her and felt her legs wrap around his waist. His lips capturing hers again as he pushed her back against the wall and braced her with his hips.
Amora groaned as she could feel his desire pressing against the crotch of her lace panties. She couldn't help the moan that slipped from her mouth into his.
Before long Amora's back met the cushions of the couch and Baron's glorious weight was pressed against her; even though he was trying to keep himself from smashing her. "Baron you don't have to hold yourself up off of me." She whispered next to his ear when her lips softly place an open mouth kiss on his ear lobe. She felt his body shudder against her body and she couldn't help the giggle that slipped out.
Baron pulled back breathing raggedly. "I'm not going to press you so far into the couch that it leaves an impression."
Amora cracked a smile. "Hello, maybe you haven't met me, but I'm a wrestler just like you."
Baron chuckled. "Just humor me please." Baron sat up and pulled Amora with him and then pulled her up and over and she sat straddled on his lap. As she was easing down on his lap her chest was pushed against his and he looked down and was blatantly starting at her dress covered breast. "Oh I know you are definitely a wrestler, but you aren't just like me. Some of your parts are smaller and more delicate."
Amora smiled as her lips started on his before they kissed to the side of his neck and slowly crept across his throat down to his collar bone, at which point she felt Baron grip her hips and pulled her closer to his body. She could feel his erection as it got harder and even jumped against her panty covered mound.
Baron knew she felt that, he was trying to control himself as much as possible. And then he smelt it. It was the strong scent her body could produce right now. She was completely aroused by him. Her lips were attached to his when he inhaled the arousing aroma. Baron ripped his lips from hers and tried to gain even more control over his body as he his hand slid down and cupped her rear through her dress.
Amora's eyes locked with his. "What's wrong?" That came out more breathy then she hoped for. Baron's eyes looked at her rather intensely. His chest was rising and falling
"I can smell you." His voice was thick and husky sounding. Clearly this make out session was affecting both of them heavily.
"What do you mean…" She started to question when she suddenly realized she could smell herself as well and closed her mouth quickly. She blinked a few times. "Oh…" A deep blush ran across her tan cheeks. "Sorry."
Baron closed his eyes and inhaled her scent once more. "Don't be. I like it. It makes me heady." He smirked because after his admittance the scent got stronger and knew she was enjoying it just as much as he was.
Amora couldn't stop the smirk that crossed her lips, suddenly her embarrassment was over. "Well if you like it…do something about it." She wiggled her hips on his lap in a challenge.
His eyes went from dark chocolate to nearly burnt brownie as he watched as she reached down and pulled her dress over her head and he watched as it landed on the couch, and when she reached down thoroughly enjoying feeling her fingers as they touched his abs and chest.
Baron knew there was no way he was going to do anything more on the couch in the living room, he wrapped his right arm around Amora's waist as his left hand reached out and swiped their clothes from the couch and he stood up with Amora firmly against him. He almost lost it when she wrapped her legs around his waist so she wouldn't fall. His lips found her neck and throat and listened to her mewls of approval as he walked down the hallway and into her bedroom, he kicked the door closed.
While Baron still had Amora wrapped around his upper body and waist his hands slid around her and unhooked her strapless bra and it was tossed to the floor with the rest of their clothes. He proceeded to push her against the back of the bedroom door and held her in place with his pelvis as his hands began exploring the naked flesh of her torso as his lips placed open mouth kisses down her chest and attached to her right breast first kissing and licking its rosy peak. His lips ventured between the valley of her breasts and repeated what he'd done to the right breast on to her left breast. All the while still enjoying her breathless moans and mewls. His name spilled from her lips at least a dozen times and it was all music to his ears.
Baron pulled her away from the door as he walked over and gently set her in the middle of her bed. His hands already went to the black lace panties and was pulling them down her long tanned legs; with every inch his dark chocolate orbs took in every naked piece of flesh on her beautiful body. Once his eyes were absolutely done devouring her body whole, he stepped back and pulled his black jeans from his body.
Amora couldn't help taking in his beautiful naked backside along with the numerous tattoos on his legs. When he turned around she was sure with as well-endowed as he was it wouldn't fit; of course she thought that every time and every time he prove her wrong.
Her dark violets watched in fascination as Baron crawled onto the bed like a giant lion stalking his prey and settled himself between her thighs. He softly kissed her lips and she could feel him pulsing against the apex of her legs. His eyes locked on hers almost as if he was asking for permission to go further, she sucked her bottom lip in between her teeth before she put her hand on the back of his neck and pulled his lips down to hers and kissed him with everything she had in her. Fully letting him know she wanted him to continue. He was always a gentleman with her if he was nothing else. No matter how hot or wild they got.
Baron pulled back slightly breathless and chuckled as he looked down and guided his erection slowly into her warm welcome body and the two of them let out DEEP groans at the friction caused by the contact. Her legs wrapped around him again and pushed him deeper. He steadied himself above her as his eyes danced between hers and she smiled softly. She may have been a wrestler, but she was still lady so she was delicate to him. Even when she was at her toughest she was delicate to him. He slowly got his breathing under control as he captured her lips and began to rock slowly in and out of her body. Her arms wrapped around his torso and her hands were touching and caressing his back, almost gripping and as she began to moan out for him.
Amora's feet dropped to the bed as she began pushing up as their pelvises were meeting in the middle of their sexual oblivion. At one point Baron growled because her nails were digging into his shoulders as she was encouraging him on.
Baron loved the feel of her fingernails digging into his flesh; so animalistic. He couldn't help as he growled out and increased his pace, his hands slid down to her outer thighs as he gripped the backs and nudged her legs apart even further so he could go even deeper into her willing body. He could feel her walls pulsing and tightening around him and he could feel their impending double orgasm sneaking up on them.
Once she felt him starting to move deeper inside her body she felt as if she was forced over the edge of ecstasy she felt her orgasm as it peaked and start ripping up one side of her body and down the other as she yelled out his name.
Baron rocked in and out a couple more times and his orgasm had him following closely behind hers.
All that was left in the air was the heavy breathing.
Baron looked down at Amora as she lay across his chest in a sweaty satisfied mess. She moved her leg as he felt it slide up the length of his in a sensuous manner and her knee gently nudged his already recovering penis. They could fuck like rabbits all night long, but he would wait for her nudge in the right direction.
Round one was Baron worshipping her body gently, slowly, driving them insane working each other over with a nice hot make out session first.
Round two…Anything went.
A bite of pain through his right nipple had his eyes shooting open as he looked down and could see his right nipple trapped between Amora's teeth and her tongue was flicking the sensitive end.
He felt his dick harden even more. "Oh someone is ready for round two I see."
"Mmhmm." Amora hummed as she released his little nipple with a soft pop.
Baron smirked as he reached down and gave her left naked butt cheek a hard slap that resounded around the bedroom. "Assume the position precious."
Amora felt herself drench immediately as she scrambled up the bed on her knees before gripping the rod iron headboard in both of her hands. She was biting her bottom lip as she felt him move around behind her. Her pussy quivered as she felt him brushed against her hairless mound.
'This is going to be fun.' It was her last rational thought as he drove into her body.
Vanessa looked over at Lizette as she was lying back in the medical chair. "I know I've never asked you this before but is that chair even friggen comfortable?"
Lizette looked up from one of the many magazines Vanessa had brought for them to read if they didn't feel like holding a conversation. Lizette was just generally grateful for Vanessa bringing her so she didn't have to do it alone. "It's actually quite comfy. I was surprised the first couple of times that I came but after the third time it just got nicer. I could sleep if I wasn't being injected with poison."
Vanessa cringed. "Yea I guess that does put a slight damper on the sleep party. Hey on the upside I brought some otter pops, want one?"
Lizette smiled softly. "Only if you have…"
"Grape yes I know. You are worse than my nieces and nephews." Vanessa interrupted and teased Lizette. She already knew the jade eyed girls favorite flavor of popsicle was grape.
Lizette watched as Vanessa opened her huge purse and pulled out a huge Ziploc full of frozen otter pops. She dug a grape one out before she snipped the plastic tip off and pushed the grapy goodness to the top and handed it over. Lizette sucked on the end of it and moaned in appreciation.
Chemotherapy and radiation to the upper body can damage the salivary glands, reducing the production of saliva and making it harder to talk, chew and swallow food. Some medications can also be cause dry mouth. So they recommended hard candy, gum or popsicles. Vanessa was a life saver.
"Lizzy, are you going to tell Roman?" Vanessa asked softly.
"I haven't really decided yet. I'm not going to tell him if I think for a second he is going to pity me just because he was a jackass. I want him to understand what he did to me is not acceptable. I mean what if we had been married and he did that? It's a good thing I didn't take him up on his offer to move in and get rid of my apartment because I would've been screwed completely." Lizette shook her head negatively. "I love your baby brother, but all I want to do to him right now is scream and yell at him the same way he did to me. I want him to feel the same kind of pain I felt. Then I want to ignore his text messages, phone calls and everything else for three months; let him see exactly what he did to me. I'm not much for getting revenge but that whole eye for an eye concept looks really good right now."
Vanessa nodded as she nibbled on the cherry popsicle she was enjoying. "I know I don't blame you. Mom said they were just getting to the ICU when they could hear the screaming coming from down the hallway. She said his loud booming voice was actually rattling some of the windows on the doors to the ICU rooms. I can't imagine what was going through my idiot little brother head when he did that. We hounded him for weeks to call you and he just dug his heels in and refused. No one could get through to him, not mom or dad, hell even Matt flew down from Ohio and tried but nothing helped."
"Stubborn ass." Lizette murmured.
"Yup, just like Mattie and Dad. It's gotta be in the Samoan bloodline on the male side. Because none of us sisters got it; we just inherited the temper." Vanessa pointed out with a giggle.
Lizette was sitting in the passenger side of Vanessa's car, she would go to Vanessa's house after her chemo treatments and stay there until the vomit and nausea party was over. Then she would drive herself home. Wednesday was chemo say and Thursday was recovery day before she had to go back on the road on Friday with the WWE.
Lizette walked into the house and made a beeline for the downstairs bathroom. She barely got the door closed and got the toilet lid up before she purged all the chemo poison out of her stomach.
Roman walked out of the living room into the kitchen where his sister was standing. "What was that all about?" He asked.
"Jesus Christ Roman, you scared the shit out of me." Vanessa screeched as she turned around and held her hand to her chest. "What the hell are you doing here?"
Roman lifted a dark eyebrow at his sister; she was a little took jumpy for his likes. "We were supposed to get together today and talk about mom and dad's anniversary party. Matt is calling in a few and Myritza and Summer will be here in an bit as well." Roman's head jerked towards the downstairs bathroom when he could hear vomiting. "What the hell is going on?" He asked curiously.
Vanessa shook her head. "I completely forgot you guys were coming over. I was out with Lizette and we think she got food poisoning." That lie tasted bad, but what else could she say? 'You ex has cancer and is puking from her chemo treatment'…yea that wouldn't go over well.
Vanessa walked by Roman and gave him a look that told him not to start any shit. He knew Lizette was still really close with his sisters and parents. She watched as the bathroom door opened and she pulled Lizette aside. "Long story short; I forgot everyone was coming to my house to discuss mom and dad's anniversary and Roman's here. I told him you've got food poisoning."
Lizette groaned. "I'm going home to puke in privacy."
"Can you drive?" Vanessa asked concerned.
"Even if I have to pull over to puke every 3 seconds I'm okay with that. I'm not going to stay with him here." Liz stated softly as she walked around Vanessa as she grabbed her backpack and keys. "I'll talk with you later Nessa."
Vanessa nodded and watched as Lizette headed out and tried to grab ahold of Roman's t-shirt before he could follow her but she wasn't fast enough. "Roman! Roman!" She tried to whisper yell but that didn't help he just waved her off. "I hope she pukes on him." She said to no one in particular.
"Why are you following me Roman?" Lizette asked as she opened her driver side door.
"Let me drive you home. You look really bad Lizzy." Roman observed.
"Aren't you a charmer?" Lizette snorted out. "And don't call me Lizzy. You lost that right to call me anything other than my given name."
She tossed her back pack inside before she turned to look him in the eyes. "Look you said you were not going to push me into talking to you; doing some random act of kindness by driving me home would change my entire perception of you right now and I would just very much like to continue thinking of you as the world's biggest asshole."
"Even when you've got food poisoning and you're puking all over the joint?" Roman asked with a smirk.
"Yes Roman; even puking all over the place. I'd rather puke in my own hands and throw it out the window while driving than to accept a ride from you right now." Lizette stated in a serious tone. "I've got an elastic heart Roman…and apparently a not so iron clad stomach. I don't need you to save me. I can save myself if necessary. Now, I'm going home. I'll see you on the road on Friday."
Roman watched from the front yard as Lizette backed out and left. Yea he really was the world's biggest asshole. His chest ached, but he had no one to blame but himself. It was okay. He would bide his time. He would wait for her to come to him when she was ready to listen to him grovel and beg for forgiveness.
And he would not disappoint.