Hello, my loves! I'm back with the new chapter!

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Well, Drew is on his way to Delia's house. Let's see what happens (wink wink)! Enjoy!

* Word of warning: this story deals with an extramarital affair and will contain a LOT of sex. If these themes offend you, you can duck out now. Also, I do not own the rights to the WWE characters. As people, they own themselves. My only intellectual property in this story is Cordelia alone. *

Cordelia's Home, East Nashville

Cordelia POV

I'm sitting on the edge of my bed in my short red babydoll empire waist negligee, my long hair down after my shower and blown dry. I feel so stupid right now! My nerves are shot. I'm shaking with nervousness and anticipation.

When I received Drew's text about his loneliness, it hit me right in the heart. I understand that all too well. I act like I'm an independent and single woman who's happy with her situation, but I deal with bouts of feeling utterly alone.

But I'm still amazed at my own boldness at sending him my address. I haven't heard from him since I sent that text. I'm starting to second guess that choice and worry that he might not come. Maybe I was too forward with that. He's at home with her after all. I wouldn't blame him if he didn't. He told me we needed to be careful, and he's absolutely right.

But, goddamn it, I want him! I missed him almost as soon as he walked through the adjoining door of that hotel room. I wanted nothing more than to drag his sexy ass back into that bed and for us to stay there in our own world forever. I wanted him so bad last night that I…

Wait, was that the back door shutting? My head perks up just in time to see…him! Drew wonders by my bedroom door like he's on a search for his ultimate prize. He turns his head and his trance like blue eyes lock with mine.

I stand up, trembling with want and fear, wringing my hands anxiously as he stands in my doorway, his massive arm propped up on the door jam. He looks at me like a predator about to feast on his prey. Oh FUCK, I hope he does!

I give a breathless smile and say, "You came. I didn't know if you would."

He closes the short distance between us. He's standing so close to me, I can feel the heat coming off his soft, bronzed skin. His massive hairy chest, clad only in that black tank top, is heaving. I think the thumping in my ears may be his heartbeat, maybe mine as well. I'm hoping it's beating with desire for me. He presses his forehead to mine, and cradles my cheeks in his strong, demanding hands.

He says with an almost desperate tone, "I'll always come fer ya, Delia. If ya call fer me, I'll answer. Always. I love ya sa much, my beautiful Princess."

His initial kiss is nothing more than a light feathering on my lips. The softest, sweetest touch that sends goosebumps all over my body. He gives a light nibble to my bottom lip before slipping his tongue past my teeth to massage mine gently. Oh Jesus, does this man know how to fucking kiss!

He comes up for air long enough to remove his tank top. His chest is so warm with that perfect sprinkling of hair across it and down his abdomen. He is a certified hot box as my hands start to explore those massive muscles, planting wet kisses in the path they have left.

His fingers are now stroking upwards on my right arm. He reaches my shoulder and tangles in the strap of my gown. He smirks at me and rumbles, "This is a pretty little number, Princess."

I bat my eyelashes at him and shrug, trying to act coy, "Oh, this old thing. It was just something I had lying around."

He cocks his eyebrow, "Is that right? Well, it's about ta be lying around on tha floor as I fuck yer brains out. Yer teasing me again. That's not very nice."

With the slightest flick of his wrist, my strap gives way and pops. I gasp as my breast springs free for the lacy confinement and into his waiting, kneading hand. My nipple hardens immediately from his touch as he caresses it from palm to middle fingertip.

Drew growls like a feral animal as his other hand roughly pulls the other strap down. He backs up until his thighs run up against my mattress. He plops his fine ass down on my bed and looks up at me with so much dark passion, I immediately cum all over myself.

He grabs the hem of my babydoll and tugs me over to where I'm now standing between his wide spread knees. As he jerks my gown completely until it pools on the floor at my feet, he starts to nurse on my left breast, suckling lightly at first before taking as much of it into his hot, wet mouth as he can fit. He hollows out his cheeks as he sucks as hard as he can while using the tip of his tongue to keep my nipple fully aroused.

He commands wordlessly with a pull of his strong arms to straddle his lap as he turns the same attention to the right one. I murmur and whimper as he continues to sweetly torture my tits, my fingers tangling in his beautiful silky black hair. My hips start to act on their own, grinding on his lap and I feel his evident desire for me rubbing against my red thong panty clad slit.

I throw my head back in sheer and utter lust as a moan, "Oh Drew! Please! I missed you so much last night!"

He stops what he's doing and reaches his one hand into the side strap of my thong. Once again, he tugs hard and it rips apart. I start to sob as he does the same to the other side. He grasps the front of the now destroyed garment between our bodies and pulls it up slowly, the material caressing my clit on its way.

He holds up the piece up to his face and licks the inside for the crotch before discarding it on the floor. In total shock at his actions, my eyes cast down to that large object of my affections, and I'm offended that it's still hiding from me inside his shorts. I lick my lips at the thought of it moving inside me again.

Drew grins, knowing that he's caught me thinking about our fucking from Sunday night, and groans, "Please, what? I told ya bafer ya gotta use yer words if ya want yer Daddy ta give ya what ya want. Say it, or I'm gonna haveta punish ya. I see ya licking those luscious lips every time ya look down at mah package. Is this what ya want? Ya want this?"

He takes my hand and places my palm on his crotch, and I start to stroke him through his shorts material. I hear his sudden intake of breath as my fingers trace the outline around his swollen head. Look back up at him with a pout on my lower lip. What in the hell has come over me?!

I whine like a spoiled brat wanting her candy, "Yes, Daddy. I wanna suck you off. I wanna taste you as I make you cum in my mouth. I want all you can give me. I've been dying to blow you since the day I met you."

He snarls and smiles at the same time as he reaches around and pops me on my ass. The sting gives me quite the thrill as he demands, "Ask me nicely first."

I slide off his lap and get down on my knees in front of him. I literally beg of him, "May I suck your cock? Please, Daddy!"

As if he hasn't tortured me enough, he takes his waistband and slips his shorts down his large legs as slow as humanly possible. His already engorged and erect cock finally springs free from its confinement, and he pulls them all the way down, kicking them away with his right foot.

He leans back onto the mattress with one hand and strokes himself a couple of times with the other. Goddamn him for teasing me now! He presents it to me like it's a prize (it fucking is!) and says, "It's all yers. Put those sweet lips around me and milk every drop of cum I give ya. And yer gonna swallow it all and take it like mah good girl. Aren't ya, Princess,"

I lean over to him and lick the small droplet of precum already formed on his tip and I hear him hiss. I look up into those hypnotizing blue orbs again and smile sweetly, "Whatever my Daddy commands."

With that, I lower my head and stick out my tongue and run the tip along the under part of his massive erection, wagging my tongue on the large vein running through it. I hear loud grunts come from his mouth as my mouth encloses around the head and start suckling hard. Simultaneously, my tongue creates friction on the tip and my right hand starts to slowly stroke him from top to base.

Drew can barely catch his breath as I continue this. His eyes are practically begging me to take all of him into my mouth, but turnabout is fair play. If he wants to play with my emotions, I can dish out as good as I can take it!

He cradles my cheek in his hand and his thighs drift further apart as I use my other hand to play with his balls. He moans "Oh Delia! Yer just full of serprises, my…Princess…FUCK!"

That is in response to me finally sliding my lips all the way down his shaft, increasing the pressure as my lips grip him with a firmer intensity. His head hits the back of my throat, causing me to gag a little. He chuckles a little, "Don't get all choked up on me, Princess. Ya wanted that cock in yer mouth. Now, suck yer Daddy off like a good girl and ya get all this up inside ya!"

I do as he tells me to do. After all, I wanna get pounded into oblivion again! I withdraw a little, then start bobbing my head a little faster every time, taking him deeper into my mouth with every slide. I adjust to his size and stop every few strokes and allow the back of my throat to massage his tip, sending him into a sex crazed frenzy. My slurping sounds are making his cock throb and pulse more.

He grabs the back of my hair with both hands in response and lets a cry escape his lips, "Oh FUCK! That's Daddy's good girl! SHIT! That mouth…sa fucking hot, baby! Ya feel sa… Oh GODDAMN IT!"

His hands are now threaded in my hair and pushing my head in while his hips buck forward. It's like I can't go deep enough with my mouth, and I orgasm just from pleasuring him. I'm starting to reach a fever pitch with my speed, using my tongue underneath and sucking in my cheeks so hard it's leaving bite marks on the inside of my mouth.

I start to use my fingers to apply pressure to his taint, rubbing it in a circle as I blow him even harder and faster than before. His breathing is becoming erratic and I feel his gorgeous body start to tense and coil up. He's ready to release, but I'll be damned if I let up on him. What goes around, comes around, baby!

Drew is practically wheezing as he looks down at me with a storm of lust brewing in those eyes, "Oh shit! Delia, I'm gonna cum! Yer sa fucking hot! OH FUCKING CHRIST!"

A guttural yell echoes around the room and I feel that white hot cum squirt into the back of my mouth in a gushing rush. I love the feel of it running down my throat as, true to my word, I swallow every last bit that oozes from the tip. As he looks on, I swirl my tongue around his head, lapping up every last drop he gave as a result of his love for me.

He is panting and a fresh sheen of sweat is glistening off his delectable body. I smile up at him like the Cheshire Cat about to get a bowl of cream as I purr to him, "Did I do good, Daddy?" My lips part as I bite my bottom lip. Drew can't seem to find the right thing to say. He's fumbling over his phrasing, and I can't resist my next question, "Now, come on, baby. Use your words."

He runs his hands through that long mane of ebony hair and finally gets on, "Shit! Baby, that was the best fucking blowjob I've ever had! What tha fuck did ya do ta me?"

I rise up from my knees and straddle his laps again. I press my forehead to his and run my fingers over that perspired mat of hair on his chest. I tell him, with all honesty, "You showed me how much you loved me Sunday night. You took care of me when you made love to me. I wanted to do the same for you. I love you, Drew."

His expression immediately softens at my words. He smiles at me (those dimples will be the death of me someday) and feathers the lightest, sweetest kiss on my lips. He breathes, "My sweet Delia. I love ya too. It's been sa long since I felt sa fucking alive as I feel when I'm with ya."

He kisses me again, but this time, it's open mouthed with his tongue slowly plunging into mine. He grasps my bottom and rolls me over onto my back without breaking this, lying on my back as his body covers mine. His fingers caress my flushed skin as he continues this beautiful assault on my mouth.

Drew POV

I can never get enough of her. Ever. Kissing her. Touching her. Her breath. Her body. Her heart. I can't get enough of this beautiful soul. What took me sa fucking long ta realize she's tha one fer me? She's been there fer tha last five years under mah damn nose. Well now, all I want and need is her under me as I fuck her until she screams mah name, then fuck her some more.

I come up from the kiss and smile at her. She screws her face up and says, "OK, what's that adorable look about? What are you up to?"

I shrug, "Nothing…as far as ya know. But I missed ya last night too. I wanted nothing more that ta be with ya, love. It felt like a million years since I touched ya."

She sighs, "I know. Last night was brutal. You feel like you're already a part of me, even if I have no right to feel that strongly already."

I cradle her cheek in mah palm and tell her, "Ya have every right ta feel that way. I told ya bafer. I'm yers. I don't know when or how, but we'll be tagather, my love. I promise. But tell me. How much did ya miss me?"

She giggles as I wag mah eyebrows at her, "You can be such a dork sometimes."

I plop down on mah side next tah her and say, "That's mah charm, Princess. Now, stop changing tha subject. How much did ya miss me?"

I swear she's blushing, her snowy white complexion turning a rosy hue as she squirms a little, "I missed you a lot. OK?"

No way I'm letting her of tha hook with this! I take mah finger and put it ta her lips and say, "Now, now! Don't clam up on me. Just exactly how much did ya miss me?"

She adorably avoids mah gaze as she starts ta confess what I already suspected, "Well…I… You know! I couldn't stop thinking about all that happened between us that night. When I got back to my hotel room, I wanted you back in the bed. And it sucked that you weren't there."

I smugly huff in jest, "Damn, I guess I already did spoil ya. Didn't I?"

She playfully slaps my arm as I laugh, "Oh my god, stop! Anyway, I got in the bathtub and all I could think about was… Damn, this is embarrassing. I couldn't stop replaying in my head everything you did to me. How good you made me feel. How much I love you. So I…"

She mumbled something sa low I can't understand her. I tilt her chin up and coo, "What was that? I didn't get that last part."

She's still avoiding mah gaze as she pouts her bottom lip out and says, "I played with myself. OK? I fingered myself thinking about you. And I assure you it wasn't the first time, and now after having you inside me, I doubt it will be the last. I'm sufficiently mortified now. OK?"

I see fresh tears spring from those beautiful green eyes and the full realization of how strong mah feelings are fer Delia hits me like a ton of bricks. I tell her, "Delia, look at me." She does, and I thumb away the tears that are now flowing down her cheeks, "Ya never haveta feel embarrassed ta tell me how ya feel. Ya don't haveta hide anything from me. I love sa much. Please trust me enough ta tell me."

She nods and sniffles, "I will, and I love you too. My track record with men has not been the greatest in the world, especially with intimacy. I'm not used to anyone actually caring how I feel."

I feel a rush of protectiveness over her. Someone has hurt her bafer. And if I find out who it is, I'm gonna beat tha shit outta them fer hurting her. I fucking swear on that! I kiss her on the lips again and tell her, "I care, and I love ya. Never doubt that. OK?" She nods as tha corners of her mouth lightly lift and I say, "Now, there's that beautiful smile. Alright, now show me."

She wrinkles her brow in confusion "Show you what?"

I reach over and pad those rosy nipples with mah fingertips, "Show me. Show me how ya play with yerself when ya think about me."

Her eyes widen and she gives me a nervous laugh, "Um, yeah. No, I don't think so. I've just embarrassed myself enough in front of you tonight to last a lifetime. Thanks."

Mah fingers slip down her belly and graze her most sensitive spot and she gasps, "Now, what'd we just talk about? I don't want ya ta hide anything from me. Don't be ashamed of anything. I wanna see all of ya. Please show me, my Princess. Play with yerself fer me."

I raise up slightly and lie down by her feet, propped up on mah right elbow. She still looks hesitant, sa I give her an encouraging nudge of mah head. I see the tension in her incredible body start ta relax and her hands drift ta those large, beautiful tits. She starts ta knead them, her eyes not leaving mine.

I'm already in full arousal watching her work on them, but when she lifts one up ta lick the nipple herself, I haveta fight tha urge ta just plow inta her sweet heat. She starts ta lift her hips up, as if she's grinding against my thrusts.

My gaze lowers ta what I wanna see tha most. I lick mah lips and demand of her, "Spread yer legs fer me. Let me see that sweet pussy."

Her legs float ta each side, opening herself up ta mah stare. And now, her hand lowers down her taut and toned tummy. Her middle finger extends, and the tip stands ta circle that tiny nub. With a moan, she pulses and rubs it. I can tell tha friction is starting ta make her writhe and squirm as her sounds start ta grow louder and more sexual.

By tha time she starts ta slip her finger inside those honied, wet walls that I'm craving, I start ta stroke mah hard, aching cock. Oh GOD, those sweet noises she's making as she fingers herself is turning me on even more! She's arching her back and starting ta quake. She's getting close as she uses her thumb on her clit while stroking her insides. That's it! I can't take anymore! If I don't have her now, I'm gonna go insane!

I roll over on mah knees and crawl over ta her like some horny, feral jungle cat. She trembles as I take her hand away from my treasure. I lift it ta mah mouth and kiss her slender knuckles. Her eyes widen like saucers when I run mah tongue down tha two digits that she pleasures herself with, then suckle on them with mah whole mouth.

I growl as I place mah hips at her widespread legs, mah throbbing head at her entrance. I smile, "Tha sweetest fucking taste I ever had cross mah lips, Princess. I love ya."

She cries out as I glide mahself inta that slick heat, "Oh god! I love you, Drew! I love you!"

I'm hilt and balls deep inside her now, but I can't help but hold mahself still there as I claim her mouth in tha most sensual kiss I've ever given anyone in mah life. I withdraw about halfway, then roll mah hips up and inta her, rocking hers and mah world as I start methodically and slowly fucking her.

She digs her nails inta mah back as she wraps those sexy legs around mah waist, lifting her ass up as I slide in. I brace mahself on either side of her shoulders as my pumping starts ta increase with speed and intensity. Like a crazed animal, I throw her left leg over mah shoulder and begin ta pound inta her hard and steady.

I feel that pussy start ta contract and her sobs of pleasure, "Oh fuck! Drew! I love it when you fuck me, baby! Oh god! Fuck me!"

I feel her honey flow as she shakes riding out her orgasm. She is sa wet, I start ta hear that slap sound with every thrust. This makes me even more determined ta give her as much pleasure as possible. I force her legs further apart, grasping behind her knees and lifting her ass off the mattress. I drive inta her with a ferocity I didn't know I possessed.

I feel that familiar tickle below. I know I'm about tah blow. I grunt and holler out, "Oh shit! I'm about ta cum! I love ya, Delia! FUCK!"

Mah whole body shudders as I release deep inside her. She squeals with another orgasm, those walls clamping around me like a vice grip. I slow down my thrusts and collapse on top of her. She looks up at me with those beautiful emerald eyes and murmurs, "I love you too, Drew."

I kiss her deeply as I slowly withdraw from her. Before we go ta cleanse ourselves, I hold her close ta my still heaving body. With her head on mah chest, I wanna stay here with her ferever. I don't wanna go back ta that cold, unfeeling existence in Hell. Having my Princess in mah arms is now mah Heaven, and I never wanna leave.

But after we get up, clean ourselves (after I take her again on her bathroom vanity, of course) and dress, the reality hits both of us as she walks me ta tha back door in her kitchen. I take her by tha hand and pull her close ta me. Just ta feel her skin next ta mine is more than I deserve in this life.

Once again, tears pools in those eyes I love ta get lost in and she starts ta cry, "I don't want you to go. I want to fall asleep with you and wake up next to you."

I hear the song faintly playing on her sound system in the background "Body On Fire". I take her in mah arms and start ta sway with her. Gods, she feels sa fucking right in mah arms! I don't want this perfect moment ta end.

I cup her cheek and kiss her forehead. I rest mah chin on tha top of her head as our slow dance continues, "I don't wanna go. I don't ever wanna be without ya. It won't be ferever, but we haveta be careful. I can't let anything bad happen ta ya if we're caught."

She blinks away her tears and nods, "I know. We'll at least be together for Smackdown and house shows."

I purse mah lips tagather as I get an idea, "Ya know, I could come by during tha day while she's at work. If ya'll have me, that is. I don't wanna assume ya wanna see me that much."

She brightens up and slides her arms around mah waist, "That may be the most brilliant idea ever. You could text me when you're on your way and I'll leave the back door unlocked."

I smile and press mah cheek ta hers, "Sounds like a plan. I'll be counting tha seconds until I'm inside ya again, my Princess. Yer Daddy loves ya sa much, beautiful."

She cranes her neck up ta meet my lips and beathes sa soft, "I love you forever and always, Drew."

We kiss and sway fer that sexy, beautiful moment befer I take her hand ta brush mah lips against her knuckles and walk out of her door. I get in mah truck and look back at her standing in tha doorway. I put on mah best grin as I blow her a kiss.

She returns tha favor, and it's all I can do ta not ta stop this engine and run back ta her. I wanna pick her up and carry her sweet ass back ta that bed and make love ta her until every bit of strength is drained from me. But I can't. It hurts sa bad, but I pull away from the love of mah life and toward mah own living hell.

I don't know how this is gonna play out going forward. I can't see a way out of this farce of a marriage without severe damage ta Delia's and mah reputations, not ta mention mah bank account. But I haveta find a way. I'm not fulfilled at work creatively or at home in any capacity right now, sa I'll be damned if I give up tha best thing that's ever happened ta me. Delia will be mine, come hell er high water.