Sunny LA

Three weeks later….

AJ was in their new LA condo, which was absolutely beautiful. The movers were moving all the new furniture that she had picked out and Punk had paid for. The apartment was big, the living room was huge and the highest ceilings she had ever seen. From the living room was terrace doors that lead to a huge balcony that had a small hot tub and it was always warm and sunny here. AJ had a feeling she'd like it more than she thought in LA.

"Where do you want the end table?" A man asked carrying in a heavy piece of furniture.

"That one goes in the bedroom." AJ said pointing to the huge master bedroom.

The moving men were extremely friendly and very opposite of New York. Punk had just come back in from the market down stairs and saw all the guys moving everything around.

"Putting everybody to work?" he teased.

"Yup." She said proudly and greeted him with a kiss.

"You're not lifting anything right?" he asked looking at her now cast-free hand. "I don't want you putting too much weight on that hand."

"No I've been good and the guys have been super helpful." AJ assured him.

"I'm sure they have." Punk said side eying one looking at AJ.

"This place is great, do you love it?" she asked him excitedly.

"Yea I love that you're here with me and it's ours." Punk said to her.

"I'm more excited about going to work tomorrow. I don't know why the LA office wouldn't let me come in with a cast on my hand." AJ frowned.

"You're not missing much." Punk assured her.

"Are they nice?" AJ asked him.

"Yea they're ok. I knew most of them. You'll be working with the 'Paul' of the LA office even though you'll still be assisting Paul." Punk told her.

"What's his name again?" AJ asked.

"Eric Bischoff." Punk said to her. "He seems nice well he is to me anyway I'm sure he'll love having you around. He's from DC and new to Marvel."

"Ok cool." AJ nodded.

"Do you want us to move some of these boxes into your bedroom?" A mover asked smiling at her and Punk rolled his eyes.

"Could you? That would be amazing! I know it's not part of your job-" she started.

"No don't be silly honey." The man smiled grabbing the boxes.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" he smiled towards AJ.

"They think I'm pretty." She shrugged innocently.

"They're right." He said to her.

"So since the cast if off my hand and all I was wondering when I'd get my ring?" she asked cutely.

"Oh I left it in New York I think." Punk shrugged. "I'll call Dean and ask him to check around the apartment." AJ's face fell and he let out a laugh. "You'll get it don't worry."

"I'm just saying if you like it then you better put a ring on it." She said waving her left hand in his face.

"Are you quoting Beyonce?" Punk laughed.

"You know Beyonce?" she shot back equally amused.

"Don't worry I'll put a ring on it." He said grabbing her left hand and kissing her ring finger. "I'll put a big fat flashy diamond on it as a matter of fact."

"I don't need anything huge." She said simply.

"It's a little to late for that." Punk smirked. "You'll get it tonight it but I want to do it right."

Late that night there was still boxes everywhere but at least they had furniture. AJ stepped out of the shower and saw Punk had set up candles for her and opened the terrace doors so a nice warm breeze entered the apartment and the moonlight also helped light place.

"What's all of this?" she asked with a smile.

"A proper proposal." He said with a grin holding the velvet box in his hand.

"You already properly proposed." She reminded him taking the towel that was drying her hair off.

"Just hear me out." He said dropping to one knee.

"Yes!" she said quickly and he rolled his eyes.

"You're never going to let me finish are you?" he asked annoyed.

"You don't have to say anything." She told him honestly. "You say it everyday. I want to marry you because you make me happy and I love you. You don't have to say anything to convince me."

"Now it sounds like you're proposing to me." He teased and opened the box and chuckled at the way her eyes widened upon seeing the ring.

"Holy crap." She said dropping her jaw.

"I'll take that as 'I love it, it's perfect and quickly put it on my finger'." Punk teased standing up and putting the ring she hadn't taken her eyes off of yet onto her finger.

"It's heavier than my cast was." AJ said to him in awe of the ring.

"Now everyone knows you're spoken for." He said happily.

Punk was pushed back onto the couch and AJ immediately straddled him and began to kiss him. Punk wrapped his arms around her and held her close as he let her run her tongue against his.

"I'm going to make you so happy." She promised him.

"You already do." He said seriously and she smiled and slid off of his lap onto the floor and propped herself up on her knees.

AJ pulled at his shorts and was able to tug them down with his boxers. AJ began to stroke him and he leaned back and relaxed and let her please him. She gripped him and slowly open-mouthed kiss his head and he practically growled. She then kissed down his shaft and began to suck at his base and she could feel how hard he was in her small hands.

"As much as my balls are enjoying your attention you're really going to have to-" he stared but stopped when he felt the pre-cum begin to escape him. "Fuck AJ this is going to be a short night for you." He warned.

"You don't think I could turn you on?" she smiled as she then placed her mouth over his tip and took him as deep as she could go.

Punk couldn't resist the urge to wrap his hands in her and control her pace and movement. AJ secretly loved when he controlled her sexually and she never put up a fight. He forced AJ to move fast because he was so close. He wanted to wait for her and cum with her but couldn't he had to do this right now. He forced her movements until her finally came and when he did let out such a relieved sigh as he rested against the couch.

AJ swallowed every last bit and then stood up in front of him. He watched her with heavy eyes already exhausted but wanting more of her. He watched as she crossed off her arms and pulled off her nightshirt and threw it carelessly to the side leaving her in just a pair of hot pink panties. She went back onto his lap and cupped his face but instead of kissing her he lowered his head and captured one of her nipples between his teeth.

Punk didn't want to have the fun AJ deserved to feel as good as she made him felt. She cradled his head so he would continue his assault on her breasts and began to slowly grind her hips into him. He could feel she was wet against her panties and that was only setting him off all over again.

Punk didn't want to christen their new place and their engagement on the couch and managed to lift himself with her still straddling him off the couch and carried her into the bedroom and never departing his mouth from her breast. Punk lowered her gently onto the made bed and moved his lips and tongue down her body until he reached her underwear and pulled them down her slender tan legs. Punk also removed his t-shirt in the process so they were on equal footing.

Punk placed a hot kiss on her opening before running his tongue back up her body and moving to the breast he had neglected. His fingers though gave all of their attention to the area that cried for his attention. He slid two slick fingers in and out of her in a torturous pace while his mouth marked her breasts. AJ moaned and whined for what felt like forever until she was right at the edge.

"How close are you?" he whispered.

"One more minute." She moaned and he abruptly pulled his fingers out of her and removed his mouth. "Phil!" she cried realizing he had done that on purpose.

Before AJ could protest anymore Punk entered her hard and quick and she immediately came around him. He could feel her stomach rising and falling beneath him as she tried to remember to breathe. He nuzzled his face in her neck and left sweet kisses there until she calmed down.

"I love feeling you doing that." He said to her then pulled out of her completely and at that moment she did something with him she hadn't done in almost a year. "Oh my poor baby." He laughed.

"It's not funny." She whined trying not to laugh but she was mortified.

"I love making you squirt baby." He said kissing her cheek. "Think I can do it again?"

"You can make me do anything." She moaned as he teased her lips with his head.

"I love a challenge." He said then entered her again but this time slower and gentler.

AJ wrapped her legs loosely around his waist and allowed him to set the pace. They weren't 'fucking' tonight he was making love to her. He used his hips and will power to stretch out this moment as his body was crushed into hers and entered her over and over again. Her moans were so arousing to him he had to try to block them out.

AJ's fingers began to claw at his back as he increased pressure and move a little harder. His fingers ran over her clit teasingly and pushed her into a second orgasm while he still managed to wait.

Punk growled in her hair as she clenched him and came but that only pushed him to pick up his pace with her. He wanted this to last but more importantly he wanted this to last for her. He figured three orgasms would be a nice welcome to LA gift. Punk adjusted their position slightly and draped one leg over his shoulder and began a real work out as he dropped into her as if he was doing pushups. AJ cried out and clawed at his chest now feeling her orgasm rapidly approach. He had found her g-spot and that did her in every time.

"Phil I'm going to." She warned.

"I'm right there baby do it." He encouraged as his hips slammed into her and pushed her and him into an orgasm at the same time.

Punk and AJ didn't say a word that night. He pressed a kiss to her lips and both fell into a deep sleep. A sleep that was relaxing since they were no longer in New York and weren't afraid of anyone sneaking in or getting to them. LA wasn't going to be so bad after all…

AJ's first day at the LA office was nerve-wracking. Punk walked her to Eric's office then headed off one entire floor up to his own office. Punk was one of the most in demand Marvel writers and people fell all over themselves for them she hoped she wouldn't get special treatment because of that.

"Hello? Mr. Bischoff?" AJ asked stepping into his office.

The middle-aged man looked up and eyed AJ from head to toe. She was wearing a tight black pantsuit and a white blouse that was buttoned up.

"You're AJ?" he asked her and she nodded.

"Yes sir." She smiled stepping further into the office.

"Great Mr. Heyman told me all about you." Eric said stiffly. "I like my coffee black with two sugars- real sugar not that fake crap. You're also going to have to get to the office before me because I like my coffee on my desk with a hot bagel and by hot I don't mean microwave it before you give it to me I like it fresh." Eric rambled off. "It has to be plain and one side is to be butter and the other side jelly. Equal amounts." He said pointing at her to make sure she understood how important that was.

"Um-" AJ started off.

"You should probably write this down." Eric said to her. "Did you come unprepared today? Your first day you didn't even bring a pen?"

"I'm not an assistant." AJ laughed.

"Sure you are. An overpaid one if you ask me." Eric laughed. "I'm paying a lot to have you here."

"I was under the impression I was still being paid for by Paul and working for him." AJ remarked.

"You are but you're in my office and while you're under my roof you'll do your part." Eric said simply. "And like I said for the amount of money you're making you can pick up a few more responsibilities."

"Where do you want me?" AJ asked trying not to sound annoyed.

"Do your really want me to answer that?" he asked with a laugh and she couldn't believe this man was already belittling her but making sexual jokes to her. "On my lap would be preferable- kidding!" He added with a laugh then gestured to a small chair in the corner of the office. "You can sit there."

"I don't get a desk?" she asked walking over to the chair and sitting.

"No you're lucky you get to share an office sugar." He teased. "Just sit there and look pretty and do me a favor unbutton a few those." He said gesturing to her blouse. "If you want to move up here looking like a librarian isn't going to get you anywhere."

Two hours later AJ stormed into Punk's office and slammed his door as hard as she could. He was on the phone but looked up at her.

"Yea I'm going to have to call you back." Punk said to the person on the phone but looking at his extremely angry fiancée. "Bad day dear?"

"That man is the most sexist, disgusting, degrading man I have ever met in my life!" she ranted and paced in his office. "You should hear the way he talks to me! He called me sugar! I mean does the man think he's Rogue or is from the 50s!? He makes me sit in a corner and get him coffee!" she shouted. "I know I was an assistant for Paul but I've been trained by him I've taken classes to work better here! And he's making me start from the beginning!"

"I'll talk to him." Punk said without a second thought.

"No!" She said quickly. "I don't want favors. I want to earn his respect."

"Have Paul talk to him than." Punk suggested.

"Paul has spoke to him about him and he told Eric how great I am." AJ said to him.

"What happened to your shirt buttons?" Punk asked being distracted by the cleavage she was now showing.

"Oh you didn't get the memo that this isn't a library?" She asked him and he arched his eyebrows.

"I'm talking to him." Punk said standing up.

"No let me prove myself." AJ insisted. "I can take it I just need to try harder that's all."

"Does he know we're engaged?" Punk asked her.

"No I don't think so otherwise I'm sure he wouldn't have offered me his lap to sit on when I asked where my desk and chair was." AJ snorted.

"It will take five minutes." Punk said walking to the door.

"No he's harmless, he's just sexist." AJ said to him.

"I can make it all go away." Punk said with ease.

"I know you can and I know you want to but I need to do this for me." AJ said to him. "I just need to impress him. He may be a sexist but he's smart and he'll recognize good work."

"Ok." Punk said giving in. "If you change your mind I'll punch him in the face for you." He offered. "Want to go to lunch?"

"I've been on my lunch for five minutes and have ten minutes left." AJ said looking at her phone.

"There isn't even enough time for a quickie and look at this awesome office." He groaned annoyed.

"No more quickies I guess." She shrugged and his face fell. "Relax you'll get some tonight right now I need to concentrate on winning over my new boss."

"He's not your boss Paul is your boss and he loves you just tell Eric to fuck off." Punk said to her waving his hand in the air.

"Nah I'll just wow him with my talent and determination." She shrugged.

"That's my girl." Punk grinned kissing her lips. "But don't think I'm going to hide our relationship from him. It's not a secret and I'm pretty sure he does know we're engaged."

"Maybe you're just not as important as you think you are." AJ shrugged and he smirked.

"I'm pretty damn important, did you see my name on the front of that door?" He teased.

"Yea it said CM Punk." AJ said to him. "Speaking of that am I going to be April Punk or April Brooks?"

"You're going to be a Brooks, you're going to be the one to do good by that name." He smiled at her. "Professionally you can go by Punk though so no one fucks with you."

"Literally or figuratively?" She teased and frowned causing her to laugh.

"Both." He said tugging her against his body and leaning down and kissing her.

Just as the kiss began to heat up her phone began to ring and she saw it was Eric. As soon as she hit answer he began to speak.

"Your break is up and you're not back in the office." Eric informed her. "Don't forget my coffee either." He then hung up and she bit her lip in annoyance.

"Five minutes that's all it will take." Punk reminded her.

"No I've got this." She said giving him one last kiss than left his office.