Love Her Or Leave Her
One week later Punk was parked outside of AJ's home in New Jersey, one she shared with her husband for years. He wasn't sure if he was doing the right thing or what he would even say. Did he even have the right to say anything to her if she wanted to make up with her husband? He had already ruined his own relationship because he was selfish, ruining AJ's just wasn't right.
Then Punk realized he's never done anything right his entire life and got out of his car (well Paul's car which he borrowed) and walked towards the door. It was cute little rundown place but compared to both her apartments in Brooklyn it was a five star hotel. He walked up to the screen door and saw the doorbell was ripped out and knocked. A young Spanish man opened the door and eyed Punk suspiciously before speaking.
"Yea?" Primo asked him. Punk also saw how Primo's eyes wandered over his tattoos and his cut up knuckles.
"Is AJ there?" Punk asked and Primo narrowed his eyes at him.
"I don't know an AJ." He said to him. "You got the wrong place."
"You're Primo right?" Punk asked. "I work with AJ at Marvel she's been out sick and I was just checking in."
"You don't look like a guy who works in a fancy office building." Primo said unsurely.
"I'm sure you get a lot of prejudice as well." Punk shot back. "I'm a friend I promise. How else would I know where to find her?"
"April isn't here." Primo said to him.
"Do you know when she'll be back? She has to be here because if she's not then she's missing and I'm going to call the police." Punk said knowing AJ was tucked away inside.
"She's not here man." Primo said to him. "She came by a few nights ago and she left."
"Do you know where she went?" Punk asked.
"I do and I'm not telling you because I don't know you from a hole in the wall." Primo remarked and Punk rolled his eyes.
"I already told you I'm a friend work." Punk said annoyed.
"That's nice and if you were a real friend you'd know where she really was." Primo said to him as he began to close the door on Punk.
"Prom!" Punk yelled out and Primo stopped closing the door and looked at him. "AJ couldn't afford to go to prom so you had a mock prom in your backyard with lights and everything so the night would still be special to her. How would I know that if AJ hadn't told me?" he asked. "Also I know about Nacho, AJ's dog that was hit by a car and you threw him a proper funeral and buried him in the yard. You dressed in a suit and gave a eulogy. She's always said nice things about you."
"What's your deal?" Primo asked stepping outside fully and closing the door behind himself. "Are you like a stalker or the reason she's so upset."
"I'm not a stalker but I might be the reason she's so upset." Punk admitted. "I hope I'm not but I won't know for sure until I talk to her. I swear to you I may look like a mess but that's because I've had a rough few days and with everything going on I lost touch with her."
"She came by Saturday night and I told her to go to her parents and she's been there ever since." Primo said to him. "If you were really good friends with her you'd know-"
"-they live right next door." Punk finished and Primo nodded. "How upset was she?"
"Pretty upset." Primo said seriously.
"She was vulnerable?" Punk asked scratching the back of his head nervously.
"Are you trying to ask me if I slept with my ex-wife?" Primo asked him.
"Maybe." Punk said to him.
"You should ask her that yourself." Primo said to him and Punk felt like a dagger pierced his heart. "How did you find my house anyway?"
"I got it from Dean. It wasn't easy so I'm glad you've been cool about this." Punk admitted. AJ was right, Primo seemed to be one of the nicest guys he's ever met.
"Dean gave up her location." Primo laughed. "So you must be good people because he's very protective of April."
"I don't think he likes me that much." Punk snorted.
"He wouldn't have told you where I was otherwise, well actually he doesn't like me very much either so maybe he was hoping we'd kill each other." Primo laughed.
AJ stepped outside with a bag of garbage and looked over to see Primo laughing on his stoop with none other than Punk. She forgot what she was doing as her jaw dropped at the sight of the only two men in her life hanging out. It was like Punk sensed her because the next second he looked right her. She watched as he shook Primo's hand and walked over to AJ.
"It's ok Primo!" AJ said seeing Primo still linger on the stoop to make sure Punk was a welcomed visitor. Primo nodded then walked back into house.
"Hi." Punk said once he reached her.
"Hey." She said back wrapping her arms around herself as a cold breeze hit her.
"You have a minute to talk?" he asked and she nodded.
"Yea come inside." She said opening the side door but he seemed hesitant. "You don't want to come in?"
"It's just I'm not very good with parents." Punk said unsurely and she gave him a smile. "And you said your dad collects knives…"
"They're not home." She said holding the door open for him and he followed her into the modest home.
The first thing Punk noticed besides all of the outdated appliances in the kitchen was the huge framed photo of a military man, he assumed to be Robbie.
"What happened?" AJ asked noticing his fists.
"That's nothing." Punk said but AJ took his hands into her own and examined the bruises and cuts.
"You didn't clean this?" she asked horrified. "You can get an infection!"
"Don't worry about that." He said pulling his hands away not wanting to touch her in anyway because even the smallest of touches made him want her. "Here." He said reaching into his pocket and passed her the underwear Ryan took from her.
"Oh." She said looking at his fists. "You didn't have to do this."
"It was easier than I thought." He admitted. "But I'm not here about all of that." He said walking away from her and looking around the kitchen.
"Why are you here?" she asked.
"To ask when you're coming back to work, Paul misses you." Punk lied quickly.
"I spoke to Paul this afternoon and I'll be back on Monday. I just needed to clear my head." AJ said to him. "I've actually spoken to Paul everyday he didn't mention that to you?"
"No." Punk said annoyed, Paul was always up to something. "Dean's worried about you too."
"I'll call him tonight I've been too embarrassed to actually speak to him." AJ said looking away from Punk and walking into the living room, which connected to the kitchen.
"You mean the kiss?" He asked following her and she froze with her back still to him.
"He told you about that?" she asked but already knew.
"Yea he was thrilled to throw it in my face actually." Punk said to her. "Then he told me you went back to Primo."
"So you thought I was back with Primo and you came here anyway?" she asked him turning to face him.
"It was a dick move but most of my decisions are." He said to her.
"It's over between us." She told him bluntly but he didn't even flinch he expected this actually. "I like you a lot, too much actually so this has to end. You have a girlfriend and I have- well I don't have a boyfriend but I have thrown myself at anything with a dick these last few days." She admitted freely and he frowned. "I was married to Primo for six years, dated him for four before that and didn't feel the pain of losing him like I felt with you."
"I never meant to hurt you." He said kicking himself. "It's the last thing I wanted. Mentally or physically none of this was what I expected."
"I know." She smiled. "You're a really good guy and that's why this is so tough for me. I'd like to stay friends with you though." And he laughed at being 'friend zoned' by her.
"Maria and I are over." Punk admitted to her.
"What happened?" she asked curiously trying not to smile.
"You." He said honestly. "I uh- called her AJ in bed for starters, ditched her on a flight to Chicago so I could come see you then called out your name in my sleep."
"That'll do it." AJ teased.
"Yea." He laughed.
"I know you loved her a lot and for that I'm sorry." She sympathized.
"She's not who I thought she was." Punk said almost bitterly remembering how Randy ratted Maria out to him a few days prior. "I found out some shit about her and its made me feel a lot better."
"You cheated on her so you can't really be mad." AJ reminded him.
"What she did was worse." Punk said almost coldly.
"Want to tell me about it?" she asked kindly.
"Nope." He said pushing the thoughts of Maria out of his head. "I really just wanted to see you and apologize for bailing last week."
"It's ok." She assured him. "It was for the best because if you would have stayed who knows what would have happened. So when are you heading back to Chicago?"
"I don't know yet." Punk said to her. "I've been thinking about moving back out here but the more I think about it the more I realize I just can't come back to a place where I'm constantly watching my back."
"I get that." She said to him.
"And because I'll be back in Chicago, you'll be here in New York-" he began.
"We'd never work." She finished for him.
"Yea." He agreed reluctantly.
"Thanks for bringing back my underwear." She smirked. "And checking in on me."
"I want to stay in touch." He told her. "I mean I really liked your ideas for the new comic and I like hanging out with you, I don't want things to be weird between us."
"I get it." AJ smiled.
"I'm going to go." Punk said walking to the front door. "If you need anything you call me, ok?"
AJ reached up to kiss his cheek but Punk being sneaky turned his face to connect his lips with hers. It was over from there as she grabbed his face and pulled him against her. Punk's hands moved up and down her back until the reached her ass and cupped it so should push up into him and wrap her legs around his waist. The kiss was the first relief either had felt in over a week.
Punk carried AJ over to the small couch and sat down with her still straddling him. He didn't want to pull away in fear one or both would come to their senses. Punk tugged her sweat pants down as far as they could being that she was still sitting up. AJ being as flexible as she is discarded them while thrashing her tongue into his mouth. AJ's hands were now everywhere including his pocket reaching for his wallet knowing that's where he kept his condoms.
"I'm so fucking hard." Punk warned her as she pulled away to search for his condom and when she did threw his wallet behind her. He had literally being dreaming about being with her again.
"I feel you." She said teasingly running her hips over his large bulge. "I want you too." She kissed him again then sucked on his bottom lip as she stood up and pulled away. Punk was a little out of breath as he watched her remove her t-shirt and slid down her panties so she was nude before him. He grabbed his own shirt and threw it off behind him and then lowered his jeans and boxers until they were bunched around ankles. AJ knelt before him and placed a kiss then a long lick on his hard member. He watched with anxious eyes as she placed the condom over him but then wrapped her hand around him still.
AJ got back onto the couch and him- reverse straddling him this time and eased herself down onto his body. Punk hissed at the connection of their bodies because he felt like he was being shocked. Being with her was just so right to him and not just mentally but physically. Punk's arms moved around her front and each hand took a hold of a breast as he squeezed them while she rode him.
"You're so fucking good." Punk groaned as he let AJ take full control. When it came to sex Punk was usually the one to set the pace but AJ did things to him he couldn't explain.
"Touch me." She requested grabbing one hand that was latched onto her breast and pushing it down south.
Punk didn't need a map and began to play with her clit causing her body to become more erratic as she gasped and moaned at the pleasure. Punk didn't let up until he could feel her liquid hit his thighs, which caused him to growl as he came a second later.
It didn't last long because whenever he was inside of her body it never did because being inside of her was too exciting for him to handle. It was almost embarrassing for him but he didn't care. AJ carefully removed herself from him and sat next to him as he let out a few breaths.
"Was that it?" she asked him.
"I hope not." He said without thinking. "But we're in a crossroads AJ it's not easy."
"Yea." She agreed standing up and grabbing her shirt to pull over herself.
"I'm probably going to be at the office tomorrow working from there if you feel like coming back early." He noted.
"I should get back home and talk to Dean I guess." She said pulling her sweats back on while passing Punk his wallet and t-shirt.
"Yea." Punk said casually and looked over to her as he zipped his pants back up. "What's going on with you two anyway?"
"I kissed him and feel stupid." AJ said to him honestly. "I hope I didn't ruin our friendship."
"I doubt that." He said to her. Punk hadn't even noticed the living room before since he was busy with AJ but there was a huge shrine to her brother. A huge military photo above a table covered with candles, rosary beads, candles and flowers. The entire house seemed like a shrine to the fallen soldier. It had to be painful for AJ to be here. "A lot of memories here, huh?" he asked nodding towards the shrine.
"It's kind of why I've stayed away for as long as I have." AJ admitted. "My parents were never the same after Robbie passed away. He was their first born, their favorite and the one to keep the Mendez family name going."
"If you want to go back to Brooklyn I'll take you I've got a car outside." He offered.
"I should stay one more night." She said to him. "But I may stop at work to just talk to Paul and apologize for bailing on work for a week."
"He understands." Punk said to her. "But if you want to stop by I'm not going to convince you not to."
"Goodnight Punk and thanks for checking on me it means a lot." She said opening the front door for him.
"Anytime." He smiled then walked out the door.
The next day Punk shared Paul's office but he wasn't working he was keeping a lookout. It was now starting to piss Paul off since he was having trouble concentrating on his own work.
"I have three comics to sign off on, scripts, artwork and cover art and you're driving me crazy." Paul said to Punk.
"I haven't said a word." Punk defended.
"You're looking at the door waiting for her to maybe come in, didn't you see her last night?" Paul asked.
"I did." Punk said to him. "I want to see her again what's the problem?"
"Love her or leave her." Paul said bluntly and Punk frowned. "Don't tag her along it's not fair to her."
"It's complicated." Punk said to him. "I don't want to be around her because she's already gotten enough shit for it but I also can't leave her alone."
"Why? Why is this so difficult for you?" Paul asked annoyed.
"Because there's something about her!" Punk defended.
"The sex can't be that good." Paul said with an eye roll.
"It's not just about the sex- but if it was then yes it's that's good." Punk said almost smugly. "I like hearing her laugh it makes me laugh! And whenever we sit next to each other she leans against me all of the time."
"Sounds annoying." Paul said seriously.
"You would think so but I actually feel empty when I'm on a long drive or watching TV and I don't feel her." Punk insisted. "It's so fucking strange I don't even get it."
"Sounds like love to me." Paul said simply going back to his paperwork.
"It's not love it's like addiction. She's like a drug or something I don't know. Maybe it's because I know I shouldn't be around." Punk shrugged.
"And why can't you be around her?" Paul asked casually as he ran a big X over his paper work and turned the page.
"Because." Punk said without giving a real reason.
"You're not with Maria anymore are you?" Paul asked. "AJ isn't married anymore, is she?"
"No." Punk said quietly.
"So what's the problem?" Paul asked again not looking up from his work.
"The stuff with my brother." Punk said to him.
"Do you think these guys would really sniff around AJ if you two were official? They never went after Maria." Paul reminded him.
"They didn't go after Maria because Maria is friends with them." Punk retorted. "Also I live in Chicago and AJ lives in New York."
"All of that can be easily fixed." Paul said as his office door opened.
"Sorry am I interrupting?" AJ asked peeking her head in.
"No." Paul smiled waving her in. AJ was dressed in a cute (yet tight) pant suit, her hair was straightened out and she looked so refresh and beautiful. The minute she stepped into the room Punk felt the arousal in his lower parts.
"Hi." She said shyly to Punk was practically having sex with her with his eyes.
"Hello." He greeted in a nervous voice.
"Can you give us a minute?" Paul asked Punk with a laugh. "Or do you want to drool all over her converse?"
"No I'll go." Punk said standing up and walking right past her.
"Is AJ in there?" Dean asked walking to the office.
"Yea she is but she's talking to Paul so give her a few minutes." Punk said to him.
"When are you going back home?" Dean asked Punk bluntly.
"Why?" Punk asked.
"Because when you're around she's all happy and the minute you're gone she's sad. I'm hoping to get the sadness over with early in the week." Dean said honestly. "I miss my friend and roommate and ever since you showed up she's not the same."
"I'm not going to get into my personal relationship with you." Punk said to him. "But there is something I wanted to talk to you about as far as AJ is concerned."
"Of course you do." Dean scoffed. "I'm not your lapdog and I'm done cleaning up your messes."
"My brother is getting out of jail in a few weeks and he knows I've been seeing AJ." Punk told him. "I need you to keep an eye out on her. I don't think he'll bother her or anything but just stay alert."
"You don't have to tell me to look out for her because I've been doing it since she was kid." Dean said to him. "She's my family, I love her and I'll take care of her like I always have because obviously I'm the only man she can depend on."
"Dean." AJ smiled walking out of Paul's office.
"Hey." He said dropping his tough guy persona and walked right over to her and pulled her into a hug.
"I'm really sorry about kissing you." She said as she hugged him back.
"It was hot." He teased pulling away. "I apologize for putting a stop to it."
"Still want me back?" she asked nervously.
"Its your place and I miss having you around. The place is a filthy dump with no one there to clean up after me." He pouted.
"I'm going to head over now and start cleaning." She smiled.
"I've got to go." Dean said listening to the headpiece in his ear.
"You're really taking this new job seriously huh?" AJ teased.
"Yea it's great but that was the boys telling me my lunch just got delivered." He laughed slapping her arm then walking away.
"So everything good here?" Punk asked breaking the awkward silence.
"Yea Paul is really great. He even slipped and called me AJ." She laughed.
"I'm glad you're back." He said to her.
"And you're going to be leaving?" she asked him.
"Yea in a couple of days. I have to get home and sort out my place." He said to her. "I'll be back though in a few weeks for work."
"Great so I'll see you in a few weeks." She said with a forced smile and stretched out her arm for a handshake and he licked his lips as he smiled at her hand. "What?"
"We're a little past handshakes, no?" he teased.
"I'm trying to be professional." She said to him.
"Ok." He grinned shaking her hand and jerked her close to him never letting go of her hand. "Have dinner with me tonight."
"You mean room service?" she laughed.
"No I mean dinner in a nice fancy restaurant." He corrected. "You don't have to say yes-"
"Yes!" she said quickly.
"Great." He laughed. "I'll pick you up at 7." He said giving her hand another shake then walked back into Paul's office.
AJ was wearing a black, sleeveless turtleneck red dress and high black combat boots. She can't remember the last time she got so dressed up for something and she wasn't even sure she'd be overdressed.
"You sure about this?" Dean asked her.
"It's just dinner." AJ said to him. "It's probably to let me down easy."
"I thought he let you down easy in Jersey." Dean pointed out.
"It got messy." She shrugged.
"And you think tonight won't end with him ripping that tight dress off of your body?" Dean questioned.
"Please just be my friend and support me." She pleaded looking at him with sad puppy dog eyes.
"Yea, yea whatever." He said.
"And be an even better friend and help me hide this tag." She said pointing to the price tag. She picked the dress up after she left the office but there was no way she could afford it, she'd return it tomorrow first thing in the morning.
"Holy shit." Dean said looking at the price before tucking it behind her dress in the back. "$100 for a dress!"
"I know it was stupid and I'm returning it tomorrow, along with this jacket." She said putting the price tag in the pocket of her new black jacket.
"How much was the jacket?" he asked her.
"$75." She said and he rolled his eyes. "Relax they're all going back tomorrow." She said grabbing tissues and placing them under her arms to protect her dress and jacket. "I've got it all figured out I just want to feel pretty tonight."
"I think the guy thinks your pretty without the expensive getup." Dean argued. "I have a job now and I can pitch in with the rent finally but we still have to be careful with our money."
"I know it's just Punk is rich and Maria was always dressed in expensive dresses." AJ argued.
"And obviously things with her didn't work out maybe because she swiped his credit card a little too much." Dean shrugged.
When Punk knocked at the door AJ nearly jumped she still wasn't ready and didn't finish her makeup yet.
"Let him in and talk to him I'm not ready yet." She said to him.
"You've already fucked the guy." Dean reminded her walking to the door.
"Just talk to him and be nice." AJ hissed slamming her door closed then Dean opened the front door.
"Hello Punk, lovely to see you." Dean remarked almost sarcastically. "Please come in, may I interest you in some water? We have the finest tap water in Brooklyn."
"I'm good." Punk said glancing around. "Where's AJ?"
"Putting her face on." Dean said to him with a shrug. "What are your intentions tonight?"
"Excuse me?" Punk laughed.
"She's real excited I'd hate to see her come home crying." Dean said to him.
"She won't be crying." Punk said to him almost smugly.
"She better not be or I will find you and beat your ass, its long overdue." Dean said and AJ had the perfect timing to step out just at that moment.
"Hey are we getting along?" AJ asked the two feeling the tension.
"Like to peas in a pod." Dean remarked with a sarcastic smile.
"You look beautiful." Punk said in awe of AJ.
"Thanks." She said grabbing her jacket but Punk took it from her and helped her put it on. "I feel like I'm over dressed." Punk was wearing a pair of fitted jeans and a plain white t-shirt.
"No you look perfect." He assured her.
"Goodnight." AJ said to Dean.
"Night have fun." Dean said shooting Punk one more glare.
Punk and AJ arrived at this beautiful quiet Italian restaurant in Manhattan. He had made reservations and was led to a very small round table that had a candle in the center.
"Here." Punk said helping her out of her jacket. "Oh you left the tag on your dress." He said and before AJ could say anything he pulled it off. "Don't worry I didn't rip the dress." He assured her crumpling the tag up and placing it on the table.
"Thanks." She said already devastated that she couldn't return the dress.
"I had no idea you'd get so dolled up for me." He smirked pulling her chair out for her.
"I just wasn't sure what to expect." She admitted picking up her menu.
"I don't either." He said to her and pushed her menu down so she'd look at him. "But I know I can't get you out of my head no matter how hard I try. So I figured instead of fighting to get away from you I'd just give in if that's something you want of course."
"I have concerns." She admitted.
"Yea living in two different cities is annoying but we made it work before when we were just sneaking around." He reminded her.
"It's not just that. Maria." She said to him.
"She's gone." Punk told her.
"You cheated on her- a lot and not with just me." She reminded him. "I won't be that woman who sits at home waiting for you while you're out with another woman." She warned him.
"I understand that." Punk said to her. "You don't think you could trust me?"
"I don't know." She admitted with a shrug. "I'd really like to I just don't know if I can."
"There's no way I can force you into believing anything I say that's on you." He said to her. "How about we get through dinner then decide if this is something you want to try. I'm not going to be mad and I'm not going to blame you either. Let's just enjoy dinner." He suggested passing her back her menu.
"I've never eaten at a place like this before." She admitted.
"An Italian place? Do you not like Italian food?" he asked feeling like he already blew it.
"No a place that has leather menus and tablecloths." She teased.
"I like to eat well." He smirked. He then glanced up form his menu to see AJ studying the menu and he could tell the prices bothered her. "You do know this is a date right?" he laughed. "The gentleman always pays."
"I couldn't ask you to do that." She said to him.
"You're not." He said looking back at his menu. "Get whatever you want. I'm getting the lobster and I'd suggest the same for you."
"I'll probably just have a side salad." She said closing her menu.
"On the side of what?" he laughed. "Stop and get what you want." He said seriously. "And again I've had the lobster here before and you'll be jealous when you see it."
"No the salad is good enough for me." She said surely.
A half an hour later AJ was done with her tiny salad as Punk ate his lobster and he was right, her mouth was watering because she was still starving. It was covered in butter and looked amazing.
"So good." He said with a full mouth. "You really missed out AJ."
"I'll know better for next time." She said licking her lips looking at the food on his plate.
"Want a bite?" he asked her and she shook her head no. "Are you sure, I don't mind sharing or hey I can even order you one."
"No really it's ok." She said to him. "But maybe one small bite wouldn't hurt." She remarked innocently.
Punk placed some of the food on his fork and held it out for AJ who leaned over the table and took a bite out of it. She rolled her eyes and moaned at the taste.
"Good huh?" Punk teased.
"So good." She said relieved.
"I thought you'd like it." He grinned. "Here." He said giving her another mouthful.
"That's it I'm done." She said swallowing the last bit of food.
"Are you sure?" he asked amused.
"Very sure." She said to him. "Eat and enjoy your food."
"You know I have this great seafood place around the corner from my house." Punk informed her casually. "They even have better lobster than here you should try it sometime."
"Yea sure the next time I'm in Chicago I'll drop in." she teased.
"You should come to Chicago at least for one weekend." He suggested. "Next weekend maybe." He suggested. "And the one after I'll come to New York."
"Setting up a schedule?" she smirked.
"It's a start right?" he shrugged eating his lobster.
"Yea and it sounds great but I don't think I can travel every other weekend." She said trying not to admit there would be no way she could afford it.
"Why not? You have plans during weekends?" Punk asked her.
"No it's just- it's a lot of time traveling but I guess I can get a bus-" she started.
"A bus? That will take forever." He said to her. "It will cut into time take a plane."
"I don't like flying." She said simply.
"I'll buy you a plane ticket every time you come out." He said to her.
"I don't want you to do that." She said to him.
"But I'm going to because I want to see you more." He said simply.
"Why? I'm clearly not good enough for you or your lifestyle." She pointed out. "I don't eat in places like that and travel." She noted gesturing to the beautiful restaurant they were dining in.
"Money doesn't mean anything to me." Punk said to her. "I don't care how much or how little you have."
"I do." She argued. "I'm not a charity case and I'm not cut out for your life trust me you will get bored and find someone who can keep up with you."
"Why are you always so down on yourself?" Punk asked seriously. "I like spending time with you and being around you."
"We've only ever slept together we haven't spent real time together you have no idea how I really am." AJ argued.
"I do know how you really are and I don't need to spend endless amounts of time with you even though I'd love to." Punk smiled. "You're smart, beautiful, loyal, independent, generous and resilient. Those are awesome qualities and it doesn't matter if you have the money or not."
"I've been sitting her sweating because you took the tag off my dress that I can't afford off because now I can't return it. And I only bought the dress to impress you and I haven't been able to enjoy this great night out because it's all I can think about." She admitted.
"I'm sorry I didn't know." He said feeling bad. "I'll pay for the dress." He offered.
"No that's exactly what I don't want." She said with an eye roll. "I am who I am and you are who you are and maybe we're just too different."
"I was in the same place as you and life changes." Punk assured her. "I'm not going to let you blow this relationship because you feel bad about money." He scoffed. "That's a stupid reason. I'd get it if you didn't like me or trust me but I think you already do."
"Of course I like you." She said to him. "I just don't think I'm enough and you deserve better."
"No one has ever said that to me in my entire life." He laughed.
"Its not funny." She whined.
"Yes it is." He said still laughing. "Now stop with the money talk because it pisses me off and look over the dessert menu." He said going back to his lobster refusing to entertain AJ with this insane conversation.
AJ was surprised when Punk took her straight back home to Brooklyn. He opened her car for her and took her hand as she stepped onto the curb. The later it got in this neighborhood the less he liked AJ living here but tonight wouldn't be the time to bring that up to her. He placed his arm around her waist and held her close as they entered her building.
"Stop looking like everyone is trying to mug you." She whispered to Punk as they walked to the staircase because there was no elevator in this building.
"I'm not." He defended as they reached the fourth floor where she lived and he escorted her to her front door.
"I'm surprised you took me right home." AJ admitted leaning her back against the still closed door.
"I don't know how far you go on a first date." He said admitted and she smiled.
"I don't even kiss on a first date." She informed him.
"I'll have to set up a second date before I fly back home." Punk said seriously but AJ grabbed him by the shirt and forced him into a kiss that he had wanted since seeing her in her cute little red dress.
"You want to come in?" she asked pulling away. "I'm sure Dean is gone and I have my own bedroom unlike my old place unless you're to creeped out to stay the night."
"I would stay the night with you in a dump." He grinned and waited for her to unlock her door and followed her inside.
AJ stopped short causing Punk to bump into her.
"Shh." She whispered to Punk because Dean was in fact still home but only the couch sleeping with a beer in his hand. "You can go if you want." She whispered.
"You have your own room." He reminded her and she grabbed his hand and they quietly tiptoed past Dean and headed into her room.
Punk closed the door behind him and AJ grabbed both of his hands and led him over to her small bed. He didn't care where he was as long as it was with her he was happy. He wasted no time kissing her plump lips as he spent most of the night looking at them. But as much as he wanted to kiss her until his lips fell off but he needed her out of this dress. His fingers grazed her thighs as he grabbed the bottom of her dress then tugged it all the way up and over her head.
As soon as she was free of her dress he pushed her onto the bed and removed his own shirt before climbing over her and kissing her again. AJ's hand slinked to his jeans and undid he jeans to free him and began to stroke him lovingly. His lips moved from her lips to her neck and placed hot wet kisses there while she warmed him up.
"I want this to last." He said pulling her hand off of him and then pulled down her panties then straddled her. He ran his hands up her torso and cupped her breasts over her bra. "But you push me to the edge to fast."
"I'll be patient." She promised trying to arch up so he'd give her attention where she really needed it.
Punk took himself into his own hands and ran his shaft teasingly over her folds repeatedly. He smiled in triumphant as she grabbed her own breasts and moaned at the feeling. Punk now moved up and down quicker and pushed into her clit with his head and her moans got louder.
"You like being teased." He grinned happily. "That's good because I could this for hours."
"I like you on me." She moaned and then he slipped his shaft into her body by a few inches and pulled it back out and began to use it again to tease her.
"Your face is so tense." He laughed as he teased her numb again with himself..
"Phil." She moaned out cranking her neck back.
"That's right baby call out my name." He said with a sinister smile enjoying the pleasure he was giving her.
"Ok." She nodded quickly. "Enough teasing-" she began but he just continued to tease her relentlessly while sliding two fingers into her soaking body and still teased her clit with his shaft. "Oh my god!" she moaned. "You have to stop." She cried.
"Never." He smiled as fingers moved rapidly in and out of her. AJ came but that wasn't all, as soon as Punk's fingers left her body she actually squirted.
"Shit." She said resting against the bed. "I'm so embarrassed."
"You think that's embarrassing?" he laughed pressing his body onto hers. "That was so fucking hot." He said nipping at her lips. "I love I can push you to that point, you can squirt on me anytime."
"I've never done that before." She admitted blushing slightly.
"That just turns me on more." He said with a cocky grin then removed himself from her body and grabbed his wallet out of his jeans. "Oh fuck." He said with a frown.
"What?" she asked him.
"I don't have a condom." He said to her.
"What?" she asked alarmed sitting up. "How do you not have a condom!?"
"I don't really travel with boxes of condoms I used my last one with you at your place." He said to her. "I can't do this without one because I'll never pull out in time."
"I have a box of condoms." She said to him and he gave her a glare. "Let me rephrase Dean has a box of condoms in the bathroom."
"Ok great go get me one." He said to her.
"You go get it, I'm kind of messy." She said to him. "The bathroom is across the apartment it's the only other door here, it's in the cabinet drawer."
"Ok." Punk said pulling up his pants, which was difficult and painful giving how hard he really was.
Punk stepped out of the bedroom careful not to wake a sleeping Dean as he headed towards the bathroom. He opened the cabinet AJ told him about and found the box of condoms to only find it empty.
"Oh fuck." He muttered then rustled through the rest of the cabinet looking for another box but there was nothing.
"Can I help you?" Dean asked startling Punk.
"Nope." Punk said closing the cabinet door and Dean eyed Punk then saw the bulge in his pants.
"Do you need a condom man?" Dean asked with a laugh.
"Yea." Punk said almost annoyed to have to ask Dean for anything.
"I should just let you suffer because the thought of you banging AJ under this roof makes me sick because she's like my little sister oh and you're an asshole." He said reaching for his own wallet and tossed him a condom. "But I don't want little Punk juniors running around here with bad attitudes."
"Thanks." Punk said quickly heading across the apartment back to AJ's room and closed the door.
"Got it?" she asked him and he nodded. "Only one?" she teased and he tried not to growl at the thought of taking her over and over again until both of them couldn't physically anymore.
"It's all he had." Punk said to her quickly kicking off his jeans and sliding the condom on to himself.
AJ spread her legs instinctually as Punk crawled back up her body and kissed her lips before pushing into her. The sound she made as he entered almost caused him to loose it right than and there. He made sure to move as quick and hard as possible into her because if there was one thing he learned about AJ she liked it hard.
"Yes Phil!" she cried as she placed her hands on his shoulders an dug her nails in there.
"Say it louder." He hissed in her ear before placing his teeth onto her earlobe and sucking on it.
"Phil!" She screamed as he began to slow his movements and dropped his hips with more force though into her.
"I love when you call me that." He said to her.
"I'll call you Phil all of the time." She smirked as he continued to thrust into her with such passion.
"You can call me whatever you want." He said resting his forehead against hers. "You feel so good and you don't even know it." He rasped out then let out a loud groan as he felt her clench around him. "You're making this difficult."
"I want it to last." She whined clenching again making it more difficult for him to move.
"Baby you're just challenging me." He warned. "I never back down from a challenge."
Punks thrusts became harder and harder and she came after only three thrusts. Punk kept moving his body that came with such ease thanks to her own bodies lubricant. It took Punk a few more thrusts later before he came and fell onto her body but stayed inside of her body.
"Are you ok?" she asked him with a laugh.
"So fucking ok." He said kissing the corner of her mouth. "I want this to work." He said to her. "Tell me you're willing to try." He pleaded with her and she nodded biting on her lower lip.
"Yea I want to try too." She said to him and he let out a breath of fresh air as he collapsed onto her body and rested his ear against her beating heart.
"Mine." He said kissing over the beating organ.