Bora Bora
It was night one in Bora Bora and the place was absolutely beautiful. Paul's place was practically in the middle of the ocean and it was so peaceful. Paul also had some connections and the first night there he set up dinner to be cooked and presented to them on the deck.
"You were made to live somewhere tropical." Punk smirked from across the small dinner table. The moonlight, her long wavy hair, no makeup and she was still the most beautiful woman in the world.
"You think so?" she teased sipping her glass of water.
"Your tanned skin, you're glowing and we've only been here for a few hours." He pointed out.
"So you're saying we could move here?" she asked hopefully. "I'd love to live on the ocean."
"I don't know about that but maybe I can look into a place here for us so we can run away together whenever we feel like it." He grinned.
"That would be awesome." AJ said happily eating her seafood. "So you're really not going to tell me what was in that letter from your brother?"
"I was thinking tomorrow we can just spend the day in bed and diving into the ocean. Maybe the next day we can do jet skis and go to those shops you saw when we were driving in?" he suggested completely ignoring the question.
"Yea sure." She said with a small smile. "Why are you avoiding my question Phil?" she asked sadly.
"Because whatever he said is irrelevant and believe me the last person I want to be thinking about on my honeymoon is him." Punk said honestly.
"Can we talk about another letter than?" she asked him.
"You got a letter from Mike?" Punk asked in a cold voice.
"No." She assured him. "The one from you."
"Oh yea. What do you want to talk about it?" he asked casually as he ate his dinner.
"You mentioned starting a family." She said to him. "Did you mean kids?"
"Yea I think that goes without saying." He laughed.
"When?" she asked.
"Uh I haven't thought that far into all of this but whenever you want I guess." He said to her. "I've always wanted kids I thought you did too."
"No I do!" she said quickly. "I just wanted to know when you wanted to get started?"
"Again that's kind of up to you since you do most of the work." He chuckled. "So I assume since you're asking you're either really freaked out by the idea of it or really impatient and want to start right away?"
"The second one." She admitted blushing slightly. "I'm getting old."
"Seriously? I'm a lot older than you and you're worried about your age?" he laughed.
"I just think it makes sense." She said to him.
"Isn't having a baby one of the reasons you and Primo got divorced?" Punk asked her.
"You really want to discuss my ex-husband on our honeymoon?" She asked and he smirked.
"All I'm saying is you wanted a baby since back than and I don't see a reason to wait." He said to her.
"So I can toss my birth control?" she asked hopefully.
"Toss it." He agreed and looked down at his food.
He didn't even get to put the food in his mouth because AJ launched herself onto his lap and wrapped her arms around his neck and began to pepper his face with kisses. The only thing that could pull Punk away from delicious food was his delicious wife.
"I love you." She said with a happy sigh and then gave him a deep long kiss.
AJ felt Punk push the chair out and place his hands on her ass as he carried her back into their rental.
"You really wanted to get started this very second?" he teased kicking the door behind him.
"This very one." She confirmed kissing down his neck as Punk pressed her against the wall in the spacious living room.
Punk's hands wasted no time as he moved to her short shorts and tugged them right down her legs. AJ's legs then wrapped around her waist as Punk kissed her neck and pressed his shaft against her and grinded into her. Punk tugged at her loose white top to free one of her breasts and began to suck on her nipple as AJ moaned and arched into his hardening member.
"That feels really good." She admitted withering in his touch.
"I know baby." He practically cooed. "It feels good to me too."
Punk slid her panties to the side and massaged her clit and folds until his hand was drenched in her body's liquid. Punk moved a few of his fingers and slid them into her mouth and AJ greedily sucked on them while keeping her eyes locked on Punk. While her panties were still parted to the side Punk was able to pull his shorts down and enter her without her even realizing it.
AJ bit down on his fingers slightly as she screamed in pleasure. Punk replaced his fingers with his mouth and kissed and sucked on her lips as he pounded into her as hard as he could without hurting her. AJ's ass was constantly hitting back into the wall, as she was sure Punk would fuck her straight through the wall but she could care less at this moment.
Punk's hands were pressed into the wall as AJ used her strength to keep her body wrapped around his legs. His head was now bowed as he concentrated on his hips movements and AJ's hands moved to his shoulders and her hips kept up with his rough pace. A cracking sound that both knew where it was from caused Punk to push her off of the wall and held her in his arms as he pushed up into her body. He didn't need a wall or a bed or anything, just his arms to keep her up.
Punk let out a growl as he pumped his seed into her small body and AJ clenched around him as he body felt limp right after but Punk kept her in his arms so she wouldn't fall. AJ peered over his shoulder and let out a small laugh as she looked at the wall.
"We cracked the wall." She said to him.
"Your ass cracked the wall." He corrected.
"You really would let me take the blame for this." She scolded as he carried her to the huge comfy couch and placed her there while pulling out of her body. "Paul is going to be mad."
"Paul is going to love having your ass dented into the wall." Punk assured her then rolled her onto her stomach.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"Making sure I didn't permanently damage your ass." He said inspecting the now red cheeks.
"It's good. I barely felt anything." She smiled rolling back onto her back to look up at him.
"I'm going to call up someone to give you a nice long massage tomorrow." He said to her as he pulled up his shorts and grabbed hers and placed them back on her. She was truly spoiled.
"Really?" she asked him.
"Yup. Right on the deck so you can hear the water it will be very relaxing." He said to her.
"Will they massage my ass?" she asked teasingly.
"They better not." He said seriously. "I'm going to grab whatever food we have left outside don't go anywhere." He said giving her a kiss.
"I wouldn't dream of it." She said happily as she relaxed into the couch.
Meanwhile in New York….
"So which one are we watching tonight?" Bayley asked looking through the DVD's in Dean's place.
"I hate all of those." Dean groaned. "They're all AJ's crap movies."
"They're not crap!" Bayley scolded. "She has every superhero movie ever mad plus she has the Rocky movies."
"How about we go to the actual theatre because they're having an Arnold movie marathon and if we leave now we'll make if for the second Rambo." Dean said looking at his watch.
"I don't know Dean." Bayley said shaking her head.
"Come on it's my treat." Dean said knowing the fact that she couldn't pay for her ticket bothered her. "Come on." He said nodding towards the door.
"Yea I guess." She shrugged grabbing her jacket.
As soon as they reached the outside Dean looked over to his friend. His sweet, cute, innocent little friend who he couldn't help but spend time with but also not work up the nerve to do anything further. He loved her sideways ponytail her bubbly personality and constant chirpy positive outlook on life.
"Dean." A voice said causing Dean to look forward as they ventured down the street.
There stood Renee. A woman he thought he'd be with forever but ended up hurting him in a way he never thought he could be. He hadn't seen her in weeks and managed to avoid her but he knew he was bound to run into her again. The large man standing next to him distracted him though.
"I see you've finally found your perfect match." Dean remarked sarcastically. "Good to see your out of the slammer Ryan. I'm sure you'll end up back shortly."
"It's not like that Dean." Renee assured him.
"Don't." Dean warned her.
"Hi." Ryan the doofus greeted to Dean's female friend who had forgotten was even standing next to him.
"Fuck off." Dean warned Ryan.
"Is this your friend?" Renee asked smiling sweetly towards Bayley.
"I'm Bayley." She answered in a happy voice stretching out her hand to Renee.
"It's nice to meet you." Renee forced out.
"I'm Ryan." Ryan said extending his hand now but Dean wrapped his hand around Ryan's wrist.
"I will break it." Dean threatened.
"He's just being nice." Renee whispered to Dean.
"You defend them now?" Dean asked disbelievingly. "I owe him a broken hand." He said glaring at the larger man remembering breaking AJ's hand is what sent him to prison in the first place.
"He's not doing anything." Renee argued.
"Hi." Ryan smiled and waved again towards Bayley.
"Don't fucking talk to her!" Dean warned shoving Ryan back hard.
"No! Don't!" Renee said jumping between the two of them. "Please don't fight like this over me." She pleaded and Dean gave her a crazed look.
"Are you insane?" he laughed. "This has nothing to do with you- you don't even exist in my world anymore. You're dead to me." He informed her coldly.
"Maybe we should go." Bayley suggested gently tugging on Dean's arm.
"Is she your girlfriend?" Renee asked looking at Dean.
"I'm a friend." Bayley insisted with a smile. "Clearly a much better friend than you are to him and if you don't mind we're going to be going."
"She's all wrong for you." Renee said to him ignoring Bayley. "She's not even a woman."
"I am." Bayley pointed out cutely with a smile.
"Let's just go back to your place and talk." Renee said forcing a hopeful smile. "We can just-"
"Fuck you." Dean spat. "Don't disrespect my friends and don't come around here again." He warned then looked towards Ryan. "You are free to come around because I'm dying to beat the shit out of you."
"We're going to miss Rambo." Bayley added with a smile as she fully tugged Dean away.
Renee turned her head and watched as the two walked down the block and narrowed her eyes at them. She had no idea what the hell Dean saw in the girl who dressed like a child and looked barely over 20.
Later that night after the movie Dean and Bayley arrived back at home close to 3 in the morning. Thankfully being with Bayley completely distracted him from his run-in with Renee and Ryan and he was able to enjoy the movies.
"Those movies were awesome!" Bayley said with such excitement.
"I had a feeling you'd like them." Dean laughed.
"It was so great!" she said happily. "I'm never going to sleep I'm to hyped up now!"
"Maybe it was all the sugar and soda from the theatre." He said with a laugh.
"Yea that probably didn't help." Bayley agreed with a laugh.
"About the people we bumped into earlier-" Dean started.
"You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to." Bayley assured him. "I think I kind of figured it all out anyway."
"Ok good." Dean said to her. "I don't want you to be in the middle of this."
"So you want me to move out?" she asked. "I get it I've probably stayed too long anyway-"
"No it's not that it's just if you see her and she tries to talk to you just walk away." Dean said to her. "I don't want you to go I like having you around actually."
"I'm not killing your social life?" She asked. "I don't want to do that either."
"No not at all." Dean assured her.
"Alright well I should try to at least got some sleep. Punk set me up for an interview with his boss who needs a mail room assistant." Bayley said to him and he just nodded and watched her walk off into her bedroom.
"Bales." He said stopping her.
"What's up buddy?" she asked giving a him smile and he just shook his head.
"I'm going in tomorrow too so I'll walk you to the building and bring you up to Paul so you don't get lost." Dean said which was not what he really wanted to say.
"Awesome! You're the best!" she cheered then walked into her bedroom.
The next morning AJ was relaxing on the very private deck of the rental on the massage table waiting for the masseuse. She kept her bikini on because she wasn't a fan of being fully naked. She took a mental note to thank Punk for setting this up for her as she kept her head pressed down and relaxed to the sounds of the ocean and birds outside.
AJ felt cracks in the deck and knew the massage was about to start and felt oiled cool hands begin to run up and down her back.
AJ was thrilled the masseuse didn't want to chat because this was awkward enough for her. She wasn't big on 'touching' unless it was from Punk but this was pretty nice. The hands worked her shoulders gently and then skipped most of her back and began to massage her legs. She decided she would need a massage at least once a month from now on.
The hands moved back up her back and she felt the masseuse untie her bikini top, which she was not happy with.
"Wait-" she started but she heard the masseuse shush her.
AJ opened her eyes and was now ready to jump off the table but saw familiar feet and tattoos and realized it was Punk the whole time. She smirked and closed her eyes again and let him do what he clearly wanted to do. His hands felt good on her soar back as he worked every muscle and then he moved lower.
AJ smiled to herself as she felt him untie her bottoms now and his hands moved gently over her two cheeks. His hands were still oiled as he cupped, squeezed and smoothed over her ass and AJ was humming happily. A finger slipped into her and now this was absolutely perfect. He added another and was now drilling his fingers into her body as she remained still.
"I really hope you know this is me." Punk said almost fearfully.
"Oh is it you?" she teased. "I saw your feet. Your tattoos give you away."
"How am I doing?" he asked as his fingers still moved in and out of her body.
"Best massage I've ever gotten." AJ said to him satisfied.
"You've seen nothing yet." He said almost smugly.
Punk withdrew his fingers and AJ waited patiently for him to make the next move. AJ felt Punk climb onto the table so he was straddling her and again began to massage her back only this time he bent down to leave gentle kisses down her spin. AJ also could also feel how hard he was. Punk was now laying practically straight on top of her back and kissed her shoulder as he humped her from behind while still wearing his swimming trunks.
"Seriously best massage ever." She moaned.
AJ felt Punk sit up against her body and the fact that she was looking down she had no idea what he was up to. AJ was still lying stiff as a board and that's when she felt Punk enter her and fall onto her back. She rolled her eyes in ecstasy as he made love to her. He was in complete control of the pace as he moved into her body rapidly.
With her face still looking down at the deck and unable to move due to Punk's body pressing into hers she had no way to muffle the sounds she was making. She was moaning like crazy and murmuring words that Punk had no idea what she was saying.
"You're still so tight." He said against her ear. "Hot, tight, wet." He said to her only turning her on more. "I could do this forever." She just made sweet noises and he laughed. "Do you have anything you'd like to say to me dear?"
"I can't….think…." she admitted.
"You have to be thinking something." He said teasingly as he slowed his pace knowing that would annoy her.
"Big!" She blurted out and his eyes widened.
"Sorry what was that?" he asked trying not to laugh.
"You're really big." She repeated and he slowly began to pick up the pace. "The biggest I've ever had, the best I've ever had."
"Keep going my ego can handle it." He encouraged sitting up right over her ass as he swayed into her body.
"When you're inside of me I can feel you in my stomach." She said gasping now as he moved harder. "It's amazing. You're my favorite toy."
"Thatta girl." He laughed as he kept moving.
"Phil I'm so close." She said closing her eyes tightly.
"I know. I know your body better than I know my own body." He said to her and a few thrusts later she was done and clenching him. Her body's fluid splashed onto the table as she finally began to come down from her high. Pulled out of her and climbed off of the table and rolled her onto her back.
"You didn't finish." She said running her hand over his hard shaft that was now covered in her own juices.
"I was hoping to finish another way." He said running his hand now in-between her breasts.
"I don't think I can get pregnant that way." She reminded him slapping his hand away and he pouted.
"Oh right." He said to her.
"Unless you really must." She said with a shrug.
"No, no it's fine." He said almost annoyed and sat her up.
"We have plenty of chances to do this pregnancy thing really go ahead." She insisted but he ignored her and wrapped one of her legs around his waist and entered her again. "This works." She said wrapping one arm around his neck and the other rested on the table as she gripped the table.
"I don't have long." He warned as he moved hard and quick.
"Go ahead baby." She begged and with her working against his movements and he finally came. "I want a massage like this every day."
"I can make that happen." Punk smirked almost smugly.
Dean worked late today and when he got home Bayley was already on the couch which made him happy but frowned when he saw someone sitting on the couch with her a young guy who had never seen before.
"Hey Dean." Bayley smiled. "This is Dean." She said to the man sitting next to her who stood up and shook his hand.
"Hi I'm Trevor." He said to Dean who just nodded.
"Trevor works at Starbucks with me and walked me home." Bayley told him.
"Oh that's nice." Dean forced out. "Are you leaving now?" he asked rudely.
"Yea I guess I am." Trevor said with a nervous laugh and grabbed his jacket. Bayley stood up and walked him to the door. "I'll see you tomorrow Bayley."
"Bye Trevor thanks again." She said giving him a hug and Dean had to roll his eyes.
"Bye Trevor." Dean said sarcastically.
"I didn't think it was a big deal that he hung out." Bayley said once the door was closed.
"It's not." Dean said with a shrug pulling a bottle of water out.
"You seem mad." Bayley frowned.
"I'm not mad." Dean said to her with a laugh. "You're allowed to have your boyfriend over."
"Oh he's not my boyfriend." Bayley blushed.
"Why not?" Dean quizzed. "He seems like a nice kid. I mean if you're into wimpy guys and all."
"I've never even had a boyfriend." Bayley said to him.
"Why not?" he asked surprised.
"Look at me." Bayley laughed.
"I am." Dean said seriously as he looked at her eyes.
"You don't know me Dean. I didn't have the luxury of learning how to do my hair and makeup. I didn't have friends because I didn't have a good home to bring them to." Bayley admitted. And even though it was painful for her to admit she was still happy.
"I think I know you pretty well Bales." Dean said to her. "We're cut from the same cloth."
"Are we really?" She laughed. "You're so cool! You say what's on your mind and you don't let anyone push around you. I'm not like that. I've been pushed around my entire life."
"Hang out with me more and I'll teach you." He offered.
"Why do you even want me around?" Bayley asked him laughing. "I'm not your type!"
"I hate that people keep saying that to me." Dean said with a bitter laugh. "You're exactly my type. And I like having you around."
"I like being around." Bayley shrugged. "Also you'll see a lot of me since I got the job in the mailroom."
"Good." Dean said with a small smile.
"I owe a lot of this to you." Bayley said to him. "You took me in, you've been nice to me and your friends are great to me too."
"Yea all two of them." Dean chuckled.
"Seriously thank you Dean and I'm honored to be one of your friends." She said hugging him and he groaned slightly. He hated hugs and she knew it. "I'm a hugger." She reminded him and pulled away and looked up at him.
Dean leaned down to kiss her and it didn't last long or get very far because Bayley pulled away. He was already regretting this action.
"I'm sorry." Dean said quickly.
"No it's ok." She said covering her mouth with her hand. "I've just never-" she started.
"You've never been kissed?" Dean asked laughing and Bayley turned and ran into her room and closed the door. "Oh fuck." He muttered under his breath.
"Why would you do that?" AJ demanded into the phone.
"How was I supposed to know she's never even had a kiss? She's in her twenties!" Dean argued.
"Stop talking so loud she might hear you." AJ hissed. "Go knock on her door and apologize."
"I'm embarrassed now." Dean admitted.
"Imagine how embarrassed she is." AJ scolded. "What were you thinking seriously?"
"I was in the moment." Dean said with a sigh. "I obviously wasn't thinking."
"So you do like her?" AJ asked him.
"I think that's pretty fucking obvious." Dean grunted.
"She's not like any other woman you've been with this is new to her. So if you really want to try with her you need to do everything differently. Actually take her out on a date and don't expect or try to get laid on the first date." She told him.
"The way she ran away from me I'm not even sure she wants that." Dean said to her. "I've never had this problem usually women are falling all over me."
"This one is different and a good different." AJ reminded him. "So don't fuck it up." She warned.
"Too late." Dean remarked. "This is already too much fucking work."
"It'll be worth it." AJ assured him.
"So what do I do?" Dean asked.
"Knock on her door and apologize and then suggest dinner tomorrow. Don't take her anywhere that you have to stand and order your meal either." AJ told him. "Nothing over the top even a nice sit down bar as long as you have a waiter."
"So no fast food?" Dean asked her.
"No!" AJ yelled then giggled.
"What's so funny?" Dean asked.
"Nothing." She said and then giggled again. "…stop." He heard her say and he rolled his eyes.
"Are you seriously having sex?" Dean asked her.
"No Dean I am not. Are you going to do all of this?" She asked him.
"Yes I'll fucking do it." He said annoyed.
"And remember she's new to all of this so take it very slow. Be patient, I'll call you tomorrow for an update." She then hung up on him and placed her phone on her towel.
AJ was resting against the bathtub as Punk was resting against her chest in-between her legs. She had promised to massage his scalp as a thank you for her assume massage earlier but Dean calling interrupted it.
"Stop putting my fingers in your mouth." She laughed as he nibbled on the tip of her index finger.
"I need some form of contact." He said to her.
"You've been getting a lot of contact." She reminded him.
"It's never enough." He said to her.
"Are you sure we can't stay here forever?" AJ asked kissing behind his ear as she scratched his scalp with her free hand.
"I would if I could but we'd run out of money really quickly." He smirked.
AJ's free arm was under the water and she reached in front of him and began to stroke him lovingly.
"I can't wait to get back to work." She told him as she continued her movements.
"You're such a weirdo." He laughed enjoying all the attention she was giving him.
"Are you sharing your office with me?" AJ asked him.
"Paul said no. He thinks we wouldn't get any work done. He's giving you an office of your own since you loved that crappy one you had in LA so much." Punk told her. "He's been working on it for weeks now actually."
"Awesome." She said as she continued to stroke him and kiss the tattooed covered skin behind his ear.
"Your hands are awesome." He said relaxing into her touch.
"Here." She said using her free hand that was in his damp hair to reach over to the tray of strawberries and fed it to him.
"This is the life." He said swallowing the large bite.
"I promise to be the perfect wife." She assured him. "We'll have a lot more nights like this when we go home I promise."
"You're already the best wife." He assured her.
"Yea? And how many have you had?" AJ asked teasingly.
"Just the one but I know." He said honestly. "I'd ask where I fall on your husband scale…" he trailed off and her soft strokes turned into one squeeze and he hissed. "Ah! Fuck I was kidding." She smiled and went back to stroking him.
"There was no passion between Primo and myself. We loved each other but weren't in love." AJ said to him. "You don't even compare. There's no scale."
"Good." He said resting comfortably against her naked body.
"Hungry?" she asked reaching for another strawberry.
"Eh not for the food." He said quickly standing up and he was so hard she almost laughed.
"I'm not getting our bed all wet." She warned him as he grabbed her by her hands and lifted her to her feet.
"I was thinking late night skinny dipping in the ocean." He said climbing out of the tub and helping her out.