AJ was surprised to be home before Punk after a full day back at the studio. She was exhausted, and she really reflected on her mood she had taken out on Punk this morning, and felt instantly bad. She knew he was just trying to right by her and Liesel, and he was in a tough spot with it all. He didn't need her whining about it. She was just worried, and quite frankly scared.
She started dinner, assuming he'd maybe went out with Liesel to see Dean or Sami, or maybe he just went out to do some fatherly bonding in the fresh air.
He was home straight after her, she'd only just turned on the pots on the stove as he walked into the kitchen, Liesel sleeping in his arms after having to change her in the toilets of the coffee shop he was at. She always picked the right times, his girl.
"Hey." AJ smiled softly as he nodded, "Why don't you put her down." AJ suggested as he nodded. They didn't want to be speaking in hushed voices the entire time.
Punk quickly went upstairs put Liesel down in her crib, grabbing one of the baby sound monitors and walking back downstairs into the kitchen.
His fiance looked exhausted, but he guessed he would be too if he was moving around all day.
"How was work?" He asked her, taking a seat at the kitchen table, watching her walk over after putting on their dinner to cook, sitting across from him and peeling her bobble from her hair, letting her hair lie loose around her face.
"Tiring." AJ admitted, "But it was fun to be back a full day. I've really missed it." She nodded as he smiled.
"You look like you're doing too much." He admitted. Her eyes were heavy and she looked like she could fall asleep standing up.
"I'm ok. I just didn't sleep that well last night." She admitted, "I wanted to… apologise." She looked across at him, "You're doing your best, and it's a horrible situation regardless of you working with your father or not, I'm just worried about you. I don't want you to get hurt." She shook her head, "I need you. Liesel needs you." She said.
"I know you don't like it when I say it, but I'm good at the job. I've done it since I was a kid. I don't put myself in danger." He told her, "I just need a way to get back into my father's circle of trust again." He said as AJ laughed, "What?"
"Circle of trust? What are you? Robert De Niro?" She shook her head as he smiled.
"Shut up." He said playfully as she grinned.
"So what did you get up to today, anyway?" AJ asked, pulling away from the table and walking over to the stove to check on their dinner. She figured she had to let it be, and just leave it to him. He knew what he was doing, and she trusted him.
"Well, I went to college. And then I wound up having coffee with a kid from my class." Punk said, watching as she turned down the cooker, turning around with interest.
"Kid?" She shook her head.
"Well… she was about eighteen." Punk shrugged as AJ smiled down at the ground.
"She?" She asked.
"April, she is a legitimate child. We went over some stuff for this test coming up." Punk explained, "And she loved Liesel." He said.
"So she, an eighteen year old, college student, asked you, a thirty three year old father out to coffee with her?" She asked, folding her arms as he looked at her bluntly.
"Yes." Punk said, "And you, a twenty eight year old mother, needs to stop being jealous over a child wanting some help with her work." He fired back as she rolled her eyes.
"Phil, she is a college student." AJ said as he leaned forward.
"And?" Punk shook his head, "So am I?"
"No, she's a teenage girl, college student. They're crazy. She'll see an older guy like you and sink her teeth into you the first chance she gets. I bet you she's in her room right now, her pretty little pink room, writing in a little journal about the way you looked at her." She said as Punk laughed.
"Ok, you are officially insane." He laughed.
"Phil, I'm being serious." AJ folded her arms like a child, "Please stay away from her."
"Why are you so jealous?" He laughed, "You know it's you I love." He stood up and walked over to her.
"But what have I got to bring to the table anymore? A quick fuck on the couch before Liesel wakes up? I stay in sweats all day, and I'm always… always tired." She sighed, looking down at the ground as he tilted her chin up to look at him.
"It's called being a mom. No one said it would be easy." He said, "But all of that, that's way sexier than any other girls. I love it when you wear sweats. And guess what, you aren't the only one who is tired." He said as she sighed.
"We used to have sex every day when we met. We were so hot." She sighed as he chuckled lightly.
"We still are." He said, "That was great back then. It was something new and exciting. But… I like where we are now, much better. Do you wanna know why? Because I get to wake up to you and our daughter, every morning." He smiled, "Nothing could ever beat that."
"See, this is why girls are gonna like you… you're too nice." She slapped his chest as he smiled.
"And why would I care what other girls think of me? I don't need cheeseburgers when I got steak at home." He said, wrapping his arms round her and squeezing her ass as she chuckled, her laugh fading as she looked up at him with desire.
"When did Liesel fall asleep?" She asked curiously, about to do her finest baby sleeping math.
"On the ride home. So… about half an hour ago." He explained as AJ grinned, a smile appearing on his face with the same thoughts.
He quickly lifted her up, walking over to the kitchen table and placing her down on it, inviting his mouth into hers as he laced his fingers through her hair, feeling her pull at his t-shirt, pulling back to let her lift it off him, throwing it away as their lips met again.
It was a rush that wasn't necessary, but it showed their true lust for one another, that they just had to see each other bare and feel each other.
He lifted her t-shirt off and quickly unclasped his bra, something he was so quick and talented at, at this point. He held her around the back whilst latching on to one of her breasts, swirling his tongue around the sensitive flesh as she moaned.
"Mmm, yeah baby. That feels good." She moaned, cupping the back of his head as he travelled down her body, in desperate search. He pulled her leggings down with her panties and crouched down whilst she sat, feeling him kiss the insides of her thighs.
"Yeah, baby… you like going down there, don't you?" She moaned, biting her lip as she watched him. His tongue always roamed around her wet core, knowing exactly where to go and give attention to. At this point, he knew absolutely everything that would set her off, and the things she loved the most.
"Fuck… Oh, yeah. That feels so good, Phil." She moaned, losing herself and whereabouts as she lay down on the table, no longer having strength to hold herself up, he was taking it from her, and making her ever so weak.
"You taste like strawberries and cream." Punk said, the vibrations of his voice set against her clit causing her back to arch completely off the table.
He got her close, but never let her reach her release just yet, standing back up straight and unbuckling his jeans as he looked down at her with fire in his eyes.
All that nonsense she was saying about them being caught up in new parenthood, and being exhausted all the time, just gave him a sweet reason to show her they weren't too tired or too caught up in parenting to be reckless like this the way they used to be. If anything, he found her more attractive now than ever. Her breasts had kept their grown size from her pregnancy with Liesel, and she was just more sensitive. She'd always be absolutely beautiful to him. There was no other woman for him.
"Mmm, hurry up, baby." She groaned impatiently, reaching her hand down and stroking herself as Punk watched with a smile, stroking his own self at the sight of her helping herself. He could have sat on a chair and just watched her playing with herself all night, he really could have.
AJ suddenly felt him push in through her warm, slippery walls, her back arching like never before as she moaned with pleasure.
"Oh, yes! Mmm… yes, baby, harder. Faster!" She moaned, feeling him crash his hips against her, going at a rapid pace as he grabbed on to the ides of the table.
"Shit, April. You're so tight." He moaned, "I could do this all day." He leaned forward over her, sealing a kiss as she leaned up for it, collapsing back down as he cupped her breasts in his hands whilst continuing to contract his hips against hers.
"Fuck! Oh, give it to me. Don't stop… please, don't stop." She moaned, gripping his arms as he pounded into her rapidly until the table was actually moving back and forth along with his hips.
He wanted her to know, new mom or not, they could still get heated. It was her he loved. Her he wanted to marry. Sometimes he wished she would remember that, instead of getting paranoid and jealous.
Around an hour later, they sat on the kitchen floor, leaning against each other to hold the other up. Punk sat in his boxers whilst AJ sat in just her panties and his t-shirt he had been wearing.
"I think dinner is burnt." She said, leaning against him as he chuckled.
"We can just order in." He suggested as she nodded.
"I should probably clean the table." She admitted as he laughed, "Liesel should be waking soon for her bottle." AJ admitted as Punk nodded, listening as their front door opened, both of them sitting up as an unwanted face burst through the door.
"Jesus." Jack turned away as AJ hugged her knees quickly whilst Punk sat without a care.
"Oh my God." AJ gasped.
"In the kitchen? Don't you eat here?" Jack asked as AJ quickly stood up, grabbing her leggings and running by Jack, out of the kitchen and upstairs as his eyes followed her completely.
"Stare at her ass again and I'll knock your teeth down your throat." Punk got this feet as Jack laughed, walking further into the kitchen.
"It is a good ass." Jack put his hands up in defence as Punk grunted, making sure he remembered that he and his father were on 'good terms' now.
"What can I do for you, father?" Punk asked, grabbing his jeans from the floor and putting them on, having to deal with being topless as AJ was wearing his t-shirt, and had fled as soon as Jack came through the door.
"I have a job for you tonight." Jack smiled, "Just be at Invictus later on." He said.
"And you couldn't have just text me that?" Punk laughed.
"I could have, but it was more of a treat to see April's tanned legs-"
"Alright, shut up." Punk said, "I'll be there, just… get out." Punk said, trying his damn best to hide his anger.
"Bring a spare change of clothes." Jack winked to him as Punk paused, understanding what his job was.
"Alright, give me a minute and I'll give you some while you're here to take to the club. I'll end up forgetting." Punk admitted as Jack nodded, watching his son casually walk away out of the door as he took out a swab and a plastic bag, walking around the kitchen slowly.
"Alright, April… where'd my son fuck you..." He hummed, looking around and gathering his evidence via the swab, quickly placing it in the plastic bag and putting it in his coat pocket as Punk came back downstairs.
"Here." Punk passed him the clothes as Jack took them with a smile.
"Thanks, son." Jack nodded, "I'll see you tonight." He said, leaving out the kitchen and showing himself out, heading straight into the waiting car and turning to the passengers side.
"Alright, it's done." Jack said, taking out the plastic bag.
"I haven't done anything like this before-"
"And that's exactly why I'm paying you good money." Jack said, "You know what you have to do." He handed her the bag as the girl examined it with a guilty gulp, "C'mon, Paige. I know you need this money." He said as she nodded, "Good girl." He stroked her cheek with a smile, driving off into the night.
Oh dear. Jack is pretty grim, and clearly has seen right through Punk. Coming up; Dean and AJ talk further. Paige and Jack are up to no good. Elise has news. Stay tuned and REVIEW! Thanks again.