Heyyy, so I didn't realize it's been 2 months since I last posted for this story...whoopsie! xD I got so much positive feedback from last chapter...I'm so glad you guys loved it as much as I did writing it! Much love to my girls JustCherry73, GoldenGirl1920 and wwechristina for your continued love and support! Love you ladies! And of course a shoutout to TingTorn78 for your continued support as well! I appreciate it so much! :D

I don't own anyone affiliated with the WWE...because my girls already know what I'd do if Mr. Styles were mine...grins cheekily...I only own the storyline and the OC's. One of which is based off of my mom...love you mama! (Even though she has no idea I'm writing this story to begin with, lmao!)

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Rory POV

I get ready for my day as Matty and Allen get dressed. My final touches are applying just a small amount of eyeliner and mascara and just as I'm finishing up, Allen walks into the bathroom.

My eyes meet his in the mirror and I stand up from my leaning position as I close the cap to my mascara. "Hmm, y'know…I like the position you were just in so much more; giving me a phenomenal view of that glorious ass of yours," Allen croons as he walks up behind me and wraps his arms around my waist.

I shake my head with a smile and place the mascara on the counter. Turning around in Allen's arms, I reach my hands up and wrap them around the back of his neck. "Oh, I bet you do. How do you think I feel when your bend over in the ring. I bless the camera men who get those shots of that sexy round, but firm rear end. One of my favorite assets of yours," I purr, pressing my body into his before placing a soft, but wet kiss to Allen's lips.

"You naughty girl. I love it," Allen replies with a rasp to his voice. "I was thinking though. After we drop off Matty, we can go pick out a ring for you and afterwards, I can take you food shopping. When I was grabbing what I needed for breakfast, I noticed that you don't have much," he tells me and my cheeks flame up at him noticing the lack of food.

I nod my head and look down at the freckles on Allen's collarbone, breaking all eye contact from him. "Hey…" Allen whispers to me and I slowly look back up into his eyes. "What did I say about being embarrassed about your situation with me? I get it. Besides, you won't have to worry about that soon enough. Okay?" He reassures me and I nod my head once more.

"I love you. Thank you for being so understanding about it and not think any differently of me," I reply quietly and Allen's eyes soften as his hold on me tightens.

"I could never think differently of you, darlin'. Especially now that you're my fiancée," he says and a smile breaks out on my face at that word. An even bigger smile develops on Allen's face when he sees my reaction.

"I don't think I'm ever going to get use to hearing being called that," I giggle as I play with the ends of Allen's hair before meeting his eyes once more.

"Well you better get use to it, darlin'. Because that's what I'm gonna be callin' you from now on. That is, until I get to call you my wife…" he counters, his voice becoming an octave lower and I shiver in delight.

"God, that sounds amazing," I whisper.

I whimper in contentment when Allen leans down to capture my lips in a soft kiss and I can feel the promise in his kiss. The promise of forever. The promise that he'll never stop loving me. But most of all, I could feel in his kiss that he'll be there for me. No matter what life throws at us.

"C'mon. Let's get outta here. I know Matty is getting antsy and I wanna get that ring on this finger of yours. Let everyone know you're mine," Allen grins mischievously down at me as he lifts my left hand from his shoulder and plays with my ring finger.

I can't but laugh at his enthusiasm, "I can't with you sometimes."

"Yes you can and you love me, anyways," he counters, pressing a playful kiss to me.

"You're right…I do," I retort, pressing a kiss of my own to his lips. "Go get Matty and I'll be right down," I whisper against Allen's lips before pressing one more quick kiss to them with a smile.

As Allen leaves the bathroom, I can't help but look at myself in the mirror and see the glow that surrounds me. I can't remember a time when I was this happy. My life is finally falling into place and I've got my Prince Charming that I've always dreamt of having.

Putting the mascara away, I leave the bathroom and make my way downstairs. "Finally!" Matty exclaimed in exasperation and I roll my eyes at him.

"Stop being so dramatic; it's only been a half an hour," I shoot back at my child as I grab my purse and see the amused look on Allen's face. "You laugh now. Just wait until it's directed at you. He's your youngest now, so get use to it, Daddy," I direct at Allen and the amused look drops from his face.

Matty runs out the front door and to the rear passenger door of the SUV. As I lock the front door behind us, I feel Allen's hand rest on my waist. "You'll pay for that Daddy stunt later. You know how I feel when you call me that," he growls lowly in a seductive manner into my ear and it's not the sudden gust of cold wind that makes me shiver.

"Oh, fuck me," I whimper and I can hear the smirk in Allen's voice when he responds.

"I plan on doing just that, darlin'," he said and presses a kiss to the side of my head before breaking away. Goddamn him. I swear, he'll be the death of me.

I quickly recompose myself and turn around, unlocking the vehicle. Climbing into the driver seat, I look over at Allen and find a smirk on his handsome face. I shake my head at him with a grin before putting my attention onto Matty.

"All buckled up?" I ask, already knowing the answer, but I ask anyways as my eyes make their way to the buckles on Matty's car seat.

"I am," Matty nods with a smile.

"Alrighty then, let's head out," I say and back out of the driveway.

The second I put the car into drive, Allen grabs my hand and links our fingers before pressing a kiss to the back of it. I look over at him with a smile and rub my thumb against his skin.

"I love you, darlin'," he tells me quietly, returning my smile and I give his hand a small squeeze.

"I love you, too, baby," I reply in kind.

We ride in a comfortable silence until we get to Justin's house. When I put the car in park, I look over at Allen only to find him already looking at me. Matty wastes no time getting out of the car and ringing the doorbell. "Did you wanna come in with me or did you want to stay here?" I ask him.

"C'mon, let's go," he grins, getting out of the SUV and I watch him in amusement as he rounds the front of the vehicle to my door. He opens it up for me and helps me out, pulling me into his arms. "I wanna meet a friend of yours that's not Chelsea," Allen tells me and I nod my head with a smile. Returning it, Allen presses a quick soft kiss to my lips before taking my hand.

He follows me to the front door and Laura who stands at the threshold, watches us with happy amusement. "Matty seems to be in an extremely good mood. Is it because Santa is coming in a couple of days or did you promise him something?" Laura said with a laugh before her eyes land on Allen. "And who is this handsome devil?" She asks, looking back at me and I can see the look in her eyes.

I grin at Laura while cuddling into Allen's side. "He's actually the reason Matty is in such a good mood. Laura, this is my fiancé, Allen," I introduce and Laura's eyes widen in happiness. She squeals out loud, pulling me into her arms for a hug.

"Oh my god, I'm so happy for you! But fiancé? I didn't even know you were dating anyone! How rude of me! It's so nice to meet you, Allen," she says, shaking his hand and I go right back into Allen's hold as soon as he releases Laura's hand.

Laura ushers us into the house, but we don't leave the foyer since Allen and I won't be staying long.

"The pleasure is mine and I take it with how you're lookin' at me, you know exactly who I am," Allen comments, guiding me to stand in front of him and Laura turns red.

"Guilty. I'm a big fan, but obviously out of respect for the both of you, I didn't wanna say anything. Besides, it wasn't my place to," she replies with a small shoulder shrug.

I look at her baffled because out of the year that Matty and Justin had been friends, I had no idea she was even a wrestling fan. "I had no idea you were even a wrestling fan, let alone an AJ Styles fan," I retort.

"Actually, I love Drew McIntyre and Justin's favorite is Randy Orton, but I am a big fan of yours; have been since your TNA days," Laura said, looking up at Allen.

"Well I'm honored, thank you," he replied before adding, "I hate to be rude, but if we want to get everything done in time, babe, I think we should get going," Allen addresses me and I look up at him and I can see in his eyes that he's growing uncomfortable.

"He does make a good point," I smile over at Laura. "It's going on 10:30am. Would 4pm be okay to come pick him up? That's more than enough time for us to get everything done," I ask Laura.

"Yeah, of course. Matty is always well behaved," she says.

"Awesome, so I'll see you at four then to pick him up," I announce. We say our goodbyes and the second we get back into the SUV, Allen looks over at me and his eyes convey to me what he's feeling. "Hey, you okay?" I ask him softly as I grab his hand from over the center console.

"I am now. The way she was lookin' at me didn't sit well with me. I know I've been dealin' with this for the past 20+ years and I'm sure I've had women look at me a lot worse than what Laura did; I ignored it because I didn't think anything of it, but something in the way she was, rubbed me the wrong way," he tells me, playing with my fingers before meeting my eyes.

My heart drops at what he just told me, but it also angers and irritates me that Laura…who I thought was my friend…would look at someone else's fiancé like that when she's happily married. Let alone the fiancé of someone she knows.

"Well, you won't have to deal with her again. When it's time to pick up Matty, I'll come alone while you stay at the house and I'll make it known to her that I'm not alright with it and that if she ever tries to look at you like that again, she'll have me to deal with. No one is going to look at my man like that and get away with it; only I get to look at you with all the lust in the world. You're mine and I have no problem making that known," I say with passion.

Allen reaches over and frames the side of my face with his free hand and I look over at him with annoyance because of the situation, but the look on my face softens when I see the way he's looking at me.

"Easy, baby. I don't want you committing any felonies for me," he chuckles before continuing, "but I love you, so much for coming to my defense the way you are. You have no idea how much I appreciate it." Allen leans in and presses a soft kiss filled with the love and appreciation he holds for me.

Allen pulls back, but I chase after him and recapture his lips with a kiss that tells him I'd do anything for him; that he's my everything and that I'll be there for him no matter what. "I will always come to your defense…I will always be there for you. No questions asked. You're mine and I don't take that lightly," I say softly, but with conviction.

"Possessive and protective. You don't know how much of a turn on that is. Not to mention sexy as hell. Enough chit chat though. I wanna make our engagement official by getting that ring on your finger," Allen rasps out quietly, his accent thick, while pressing one more soft, but quick kiss to my lips.

"Hmm, lets. And then after we're done food shopping, we can go home and celebrate our engagement only the way we know how," I reply with a grin that Allen returns.

"I love the way you think, darlin'. Let's get goin'. The sooner we get outta here the sooner we can go celebrate," he replies in kind.

Within a half an hour, we walk into a Kay Jewelers hand in hand and are instantly greeted. "Welcome to Kay Jewelers, is there anything I can help you with today?" An older lady named Donna asks as she approaches us.

I look up at Allen with a grin before returning my attention onto Donna, "we're here to pick out an engagement ring," Allen answers for us. She holds a confused look on her face as she stares at us, causing Allen to pipe back up. "I proposed earlier than I had planned on, so I didn't have a ring ready yet. Besides, my lady deserves only the best, so I want her to pick out her own ring," he said, looking down at me with a smile that could rival mine.

Donna's eyes light up at the news and gains a new pep in her step, "well congratulations, you two! Come! Come! All engagement rings are this way," she leads us and I can't help, but tighten my hold on Allen. I become more giddy by the second, knowing that this is actually happening.

"Alright, darlin', which one do you want?" Allen asked me once we're standing in front of all the gorgeous rings. One catches my eye immediately, but to give the other rings a fair shot, I let my eyes wander over to them.

"These are really pretty," I point to a couple of rings with a princess cut diamond, teamed up by a smaller diamond on either side of it. "But I also really like this one. It caught my eye when we walked up," I tell Allen, pointing to a ring with a round cut diamond, surrounded by smaller diamonds. The band also has diamonds going all the way around it.

Upon my comments, Donna pulls out a couple of the rings I pointed out as well as the one that caught my attention. I grab the first one and slip it onto my finger, testing it out. I hold my left hand out to look at my finger before looking up at Allen, "what do you think, baby?" I ask him.

"I like it and it looks good on you, it just doesn't scream you," he answers and I nod my head in agreement.

"I was thinking the same thing," I reply, taking off the ring and handing it back to Donna. I go through a couple of more rings until I turn my attention to the first one that caught my eye to begin with.

Allen sees me eyeing it too and takes the ring out of its holder, slipping it onto my ring finger. "Perfect fit and everything. I'm being biased, but I think this is the ring for you, darlin'," he tells me and I look up at him from over my shoulder.

"Y'know…I think you're right," I grin up at him, pressing a kiss to his lips. Turning my attention back onto Donna, I find her smiling at our interaction.

"You two are adorable together. And I take it you found the ring you want?" She asks in a hopeful tone, her hands clasped together. I nod my head rapidly with a large smile on my face.

"Thank you for your kind words and yes, I think we have; this has Rory's name written all over it," Allen replies with a smile of his own. I can't believe this is happening! We're actually officially engaged!

I cuddle closer into Allen's side as he gets ready to pay and I can't stop looking at my new ring! I know he said the price didn't matter, but I still have to stop myself from flinching when I hear the amount. I'll just reward him very very well later when we get back to the house.

As we walk out of the shop hand in hand, I voice my thoughts, "so I was thinking, after picking up Matty…we go visit Chels and Jason. I know they'd wanna see you, but she'd kill me if I didn't tell her right away," I tell Allen, holding up our joined hands to make it known that I'm talking about our engagement.

"I love that idea. C'mon, let's go grocery shoppin' and then when we get back to the house," Allen replies, pushing me up against the side of the car, before lowering his face towards mine and presses his body into me. More specifically, his hardening cock pressing into my pussy. The feel of him through his jeans makes me moan quietly, wanting him right then and there.

"Damn it, Allen," I whine as I grip onto his jacket, keeping him close.

I raise my face towards his and capture Allen's lips with my own, dragging my tongue along his bottom lip, asking for entrance. He immediately grants me access and I shove my tongue into his mouth, letting it battle with his own.

After a few moments, Allen pulls back and rests his forehead against mine. "Darlin', unless you want us to gain an audience, we need to stop," he pants out and reaches a hand up to frame one side of my face, pressing one more soft kiss to my lips.

I release the death grip I have on Allen's jacket and run my hands to wrap around his body, holding him close. "Yeah, I know…" I breathe, "I just can't get enough of you; you drive me crazy in the best way possible. Do we really need to go food shopping? Can't we just go back home?" I ask, reducing myself to begging.

Allen grins down at me, rubbing his nose against mine in a loving manner. "Yes we do; you need food in the house, baby. You can wait another hour to have all of this," he whispers roughly, thrusting his hips into mine.

"Now you're just being a goddamn tease," I growl out, pushing myself up and off of the car, "let's get this done and over with," I add, slipping out of Allen's hold and round the vehicle, climbing into the drivers seat.

By the time I get into my seat, Allen is already in his and I know he can see the sour look on my face. "Oh come on, baby; don't be like that," he says as I put the car in drive, pulling out of the parking lot.

"Be like what? I'm fine," I retort indifferently with a shrug.

"You're not and we both know it," he responds, but before I can get another word in, I feel Allen's hand slip in between my thighs, nudging them apart. He returns his hand back in the direction of my jean cladded core and begins to press his fingers roughly against it.

I gasp at the contact, trying my hardest to concentrate on the road, but he's making it impossible when I feel the button of my jeans pop open just before Allen sneaks his fingers down into my panties. I swallow hard, trying to ignore the pent up feeling coursing through me, mixed with the feel of Allen's touch.

"Oh my god," I breathe out a quiet moan, gripping the steering wheel as if my life depends on it when his fingers dip in between my sensitive folds.

I hear Allen release a moan of his own when he begins to play with me. "Fuck, Aurora, you're already so wet for me, darlin'. You really do want this now, don't you?" He murmurs as his fingers continue to stroke my clit.

Not being able to find my voice, I dumbly nod my head. That is until my voice box finally decides to cooperate. "I do, Daddy. I want you so fucking bad, it hurts," I moan out pathetically. I hear Allen curse quietly to himself and somehow, I already know he's about to give me what I want. Him.

"Shit…fine. Find a secluded spot and pull in there. Out of sight," he orders me, his voice rough.

In that moment, I thank the gods that I know this area well because I quickly turn into a hospital parking lot and drive a small distance until we are at an empty area of the parking lot.

The second I put the car into park, Allen's lips are on mine. I cry out loudly into the kiss when he presses his fingers into my aching clit. "Get in the back seat, now," he gruffly demands of me and I quickly obey him.

The giddiness runs through my veins as I ungracefully climb over the center console and into the back. I quickly undo Matty's carseat and throw it into the trunk space of the SUV. I watch Allen as he opens the passenger side door and gets out, only to quickly join me in the back seat.

The primal look I see in his eyes once he shuts the door behind him has me quietly whimpering. My reaction to the dominance coming off of him in waves has me submitting to his every whim and he knows it.

"My impatient Aurora wants her Daddy now, doesn't she?" He growls quietly into the silent cabin of the SUV. Well, save for my soft whimpers at finally getting to have him. I don't know what my deal is, I'm not usually like this, but something in me snapped back in the parking lot and my need to have him hit me like a goddamn freight truck.

"God yes, I do. So bad," I whine, reaching over to pull Allen into a needy kiss that he returns willingly. "I need you, Allen," I whisper against his mouth as I look up into his stormy blue eyes.

"Pull your pants down and get onto your hands and knees, babygirl. Daddy is gonna take you from behind," he growls quietly into my ear. The feel of his lips grazing it, earns him a soft and quiet whimper.

Allen POV

Rory's body shudders in delight at my command and I watch her with feral, lust filled eyes as she tugs her jeans down her legs, letting them rest at her knees. I undo my belt buckle and the button and zipper of my jeans, pulling them down just enough to pull my dick out. Seeing Rory's dripping cunt rips a snarl from me and I begin to stroke my hard cock at the sight.

"Fuck, Rory…you're so wet for Daddy," I groan out and without warning, I sidle up behind her and roughly thrust my aching cock into her tight hole. She cries out loudly and her hand shoots up to grab at the headrest.

"Ohhhh, fuck…Allen! Daddy! Yyyyeah," Rory cries out, her voice trembling as I begin to pound into her at a steady pace, reveling in the feeling of her wrapped around me. Her head drops, but I reach up and grab Rory's hair, pulling her head back up towards me.

"Oh no, darlin; I want you close," I growl in her ear as I cover her body with my own. If she wants me, she's going to have all of me, so I wrap my free arm around Rory's midsection and hold her against me as I continue to pound into her from behind.

With the confined space and the new angle Rory's body is in, I feel her walls squeeze me tight as my dick rubs against her sweet spot. "Fuuuuck, Allen. Just–just like that. God, please don't stop…sooo good," Rory whines out and throws her head back to rest on my shoulder as her hand shoots out to brace herself against the window.

Tucking my face into her neck, I place wet, sloppy kisses to the skin there, panting out in grunts, "I've got you, darlin'. Don't worry…Daddy's…got you. God, you're so fuckin' tight," I groan out, shifting my hips to get a better angle. Rory's keening wail tells me she approves of the new position, provoking me to keep the pace I have going.

"Oh my god–oh my god, Allennnn!" Rory moans out a loud whine, grabbing onto my forearm thats wrapped around her midsection with a death grip. "I'm so…so, so close. Don't–don't stop," she pleads.

I whisper Rory's name harshly into her ear and she turns her head towards mine, allowing me to capture her lips in a messy kiss. "Never. I'm never gonna stop, darlin'. I want you to come for me, Rory…I wanna make that baby with you," I rasp out, my voice gruff as I pick up the intensity of my hips slamming into Rory's.

Seeing the windows fogged up gives me the incentive to fuck Rory within an inch of her life. I'm about to fucking blow and I wanna put that baby inside of her so goddamn bad, so I lean us forward, pressing my front into Rory's back. Reaching up, my hand joins hers on the window and I lock our fingers together. I feel the diamond of Rory's engagement ring scrape against my finger and it brings a smile to my face, but it also gives me that boost of confidence.

I feel Rory press her cheek against mine as her fingers hug mine in response. "Come with me, Allen…come with me, baby," she breathes. "I love you, so much. Oh my g–goooood," she cries out when my hand sneaks in between her legs and I begin to roughly rub at her clit, stimulating her.

Rory's walls clench me tight and I can't warn her when my release suddenly hits me. I come with a roar, but I don't stop my tempo; I continue to fuck Rory until her own release hits her just as hard. She screams my name, but I force her into a fierce kiss, masking her cries.

I continue to pump my hips into Rory's as we come down from our collective highs. When I feel there is nothing left in her, I pull out of Rory and fall backwards into the seat, trying to catch my breath.

Pulling my pants up, I watch Rory as she awkwardly repositions herself; chuckling when she falls sideways onto the seat next to me. She looks over at me with fake annoyance, but it turns into a smile when she laughs along with me. "Shut up. You wore me out and I can't feel my legs," she retorts, scooting further onto the seat.

"That means I did my job in thoroughly fucking you the way you wanted," I comment, gently running my fingers through Rory's hair as she lays her head in my lap while she pulls her jeans back up.

Leaning up, Rory silently asks for a kiss that I'm happy to provide for her. She sits up, pressing her body into mine. "Oh you most certainly did, but that doesn't mean that I still don't want you later," she said softly against the skin of my neck, placing a kiss there. I release a shuddering breath, pulling Rory in closer to me.

"Damn, baby. Now you're makin' me wanna skip the food shopping and go straight home," I groan out quietly and I can feel Rory smile against me.

"Y'know…we still can," she whispers, sneaking her hand under my shirt and rests her hand flat over my stomach. What gets me going though is when her fingers start to caress the fine hairs there.

My body begins to react to Rory's touch and my hand shoots up, stopping her advances. No matter how much I don't want to. "Rory, baby…you gotta stop. You already know I want to do that again, but we need to. You and Matty have nothing in the house," I argue weakly and to soften the blow, I raise Rory's hand up to my mouth, placing kisses to the back of it as I look down at her.

"But, baby…" she whines, pouting up at me and the look on my face doesn't change. But I do press a kiss to her lips. "Ugh, fine. Let's get this done and over with," Rory gripes out, but not before placing a heated kiss of her own to me. A kiss that leaves me breathless and wanting more. Damn her.