“What the hell are you doing here?” John Cena asked with surprise when he opened his hotel room door.
She arched her brow and smiled. “I wanted to surprise you.”
He glanced over her. She was kneeling up in the bed in a barely there lacey green bra and thong set. He shook his head.
“I’m not in the mood, boo, so get to steppin’.”
She pouted. “No.”
“Come on, baby.” He said and inhaled a deep breath. “I’m not in the mood to play cat and mouse, so just go.”
“Who said anything about playing cat and mouse?” She asked, tilting her head to the side.
John took his cap off and threw it to the other side of the room. “You always do this.”
“Do what?” She asked innocently.
“You show up, we fool around, never really getting to the good shit and you split, leaving me frustrated with blue balls. I’m not in the mood for a cold shower, boo, so just go.”
She blinked rapidly and got off the bed. She walked over to him and ran her palms down his wide chest over his t-shirt.
“I don’t want to go.” She said, squeezing his pecs. John looked down at her and looked away shaking his head. He grabbed her hands and threw them down.
“Johnny.” She purred with a pout.
“Don’t ‘Johnny’ me, baby.” He said, backing away. “I’m sick of this shit, girl. I’m sick of the games, the foreplay without any play or afterplay, I’m sick of the cold showers and the teasing and the come ons. You’re either going to give the ass up or you’re going to get to steppin’.” He said and motioned to the door with his thumb.
She licked her lips and looked up at him through her lashes. She fingered her bra straps and smiled. “Do you like what I’m wearing?”
John looked her over again. “Yes, it’s very nice, boo, but I’m not in the mood for any mind games.”
She reached up and cupped his face. She traced his lips with her thumbs and kissed him. “Good, because I’m not in the mood for any games either.”
John’s brows shot up. “For real?”
“For real. No more games, baby.” She said, pulling his shirt up. She tossed it over his head and caressed down his muscled chest and moaned, “You are so sexy.”
Goosebumps popped up on his skin where she touched him and he growled. He quickly brought her close to him and covered her mouth with his. He guided her over to the bed and laid her down on her back and kissed her again and kissed down her cheek to her neck and back up as he removed his jeans. He pulled out of his shoes and pushed them off all the way.
“Are you ready for this?” He asked as he pulled down her bra straps, exposing her full breasts to him. He bent his head down and captured her nipple with his mouth. He pulled on it gently with his teeth and rolled it with the tip of his tongue.
“Oh baby.” She mumbled, tossing her head back and forth, digging her fingers in his short hair.
He inwardly grinned, still manipulating her nipple with his tongue as he gripped the waistband of her thong. He pulled it down and tossed it off the bed. He caressed back up her leg to her knee and lifted it as he moved to her other nipple. He opened her legs and stroked up her inner thigh. He cupped her region and using two fingers he opened her up. He took a hold of the hard little button and rolled it around, slightly pinching it and pulling on it.
She moaned loudly and arched her back. “Baby.”
He let go of her nipple and looked down at her. “You’re ready for me.” She mumbled incoherently and opened her legs further. John pulled his boxers all the way off and lifted her hand. He coaxed her into gripping his meat and thrust his hips slowly up and down, moving in and out of her hand as he continued to rub her throbbing clitoris.
She started jerking, tossing her head back and forth and swirling her hips, riding out her orgasm. John kissed her and positioned himself between her spread legs.
He looked down at her with narrow eyes. This was usually the time she freaked out and darted like a scared cat.
She didn’t move to try to get away. To his surprise, she started rocking her hips and pulling on her nipples.
He took it as a yes and poised his penis over her opening. He didn’t push it just yet, he gave her a second or two to bolt, but she just moaned. He slowly inserted the head. She gasped loudly and rocked her hips. He went in slowly the rest of the way, breaking through her innocence with minimal force. She whimpered and moved her hips. He let himself sit there for a few seconds to give her time enough to accommodate his mass and feeling her muscles relax, he started his rhythm.
He watched her face turned from a cringe into ecstasy and looked further down to watch her breasts bounce with the movement of his pushes. He lay down on top of her, putting his weight on one hand and played with her breast with the other one while he kissed her neck and moved up to her mouth. He licked her dry lips and kissed them, sliding his tongue inside. She started sucking his tongue and running her hands in his hair and over his broad shoulders. She slid her hands over his sweaty skin and gripped his biceps. She let his tongue go and went limp.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked down at her. She was getting tired and he was just getting started. He moved back up to his knees and grabbed her legs. He pushed them up and out, holding onto them as he thrust in and out of her. He tossed the sweat off his forehead and started going faster and deeper.
She slid her hand down her torso and laid her hand softly on his dick as he moved in and out of her. She moaned and tossed her head to the side, going limp again.
“I’m almost there, baby.” He said and started going a little faster and harder. She mumbled and tossed her arms over her head. He felt his sac tighten and he shot with a hard thrust, burying himself deep inside her. He collapsed on top of her and kissed her breathless.
“That was so good, boo.” He said and rolled off her.
She opened her eyes and smiled at him. “It was, wasn’t it?”
“Yes.” He panted and guided her to lay her head on his chest. She ran her hand down his abs and over his hips. She touched his penis. He jerked with the sudden touch.
“What are you doing, baby?”
“I’m laying here wondering what took me so long.” She said, turning to smile up at him.
He smiled back and kissed her. “I don’t know.” She laid her head back down on his chest and he put his fingers in her sweat-dampened hair. He looked down at her.
“Damn, Jackie, you’re so fucking beautiful.”
Jackie Gayda turned to look back up at him. “I love you, baby.”
“I love you too, boo.” John said and kissed her again.