Lance Storm made his way to the door of Bedtime Stories and Wet Dreams and hoped no one would recognize him. He quickly picked up his purchases and on his way to the counter, he ran right into someone.
“Ouch!” Came a female voice.
He looked up and saw his colleague and wanted to die. “Sorry, Victoria.”
“It’s ok.” She said and got up off the floor. “Let me help you.”
“No!” He started to protest, but it was too late, she picked up the video and turned it over.
Her eyes got wide as she read the title. “No Boys Allowed 15? Let me guess, you already have the other 14 and wanted to complete the collection?” She laughed and picked up what else he dropped. He turned a shade redder then he already was as she read the label out loud. “Palm Balm: New and Improved, warms to the touch.” She laughed again and looked at Lance with wide eyes. “Why, Lance, I had no idea you were having so much trouble in the love department.”
“Very funny.” He grumbled and snatched the items from her hands. “I could say the same for you, Victoria. How in the hell are you going to use that thing?” He asked, looking at the foot long hot purple vibrator she had tucked in her elbow.
She turned red.
“Oh I guess with those.” He said, pointing to the jumbo box of D cells she had tucked under her arm.
She narrowed her eyes. “At least I don’t have to watch lesbian porn to get turned on enough to frig myself.”
“No, you probably just have to think about that loser you call a boyfriend. What’s wrong, Vicky? Stevie can’t get it up?”
“Very funny.” She mumbled. “You don’t know shit about Stevie. He’s not even my boyfriend. They threw us together for the shows.”
“Likely story.” Lance said.
“Well, with your amazing new gimmick, I was sure the ladies would be just throwing themselves at you.”
Lance narrowed his eyes. “You have no clue what I’m really like.”
“Oh is that so?”
“Yes, that is so.” He said, mocking her. “But I do know what you’re like, Victoria. I see you backstage, drooling over that guy or this guy. The way you fawn after Jericho is enough to make a person’s stomach turn. You don’t think you’re pretty enough, good enough to go after who you really want.”
“Oh shut up.” She growled and turned to walk away.
He grabbed her arm, making her drop her stuff and she stopped. “He doesn’t even know you exist, Victoria. He wouldn’t look at you twice and you know it, but me on the other hand, I’d look at you and look at you again and again.”
She slowly turned around and looked at him. “Excuse me?”
“You heard me, Victoria. You didn’t take a good look at the cover of that video you picked up. Every girl in the video is a brunette. I’ve been thinking about you for a very long time now.”
Her eyes went wide and she got a disgusted look on her face. “You haven’t, have you?”
Lance grinned. “I had to come find something to remind me of you after I completely ruined the new Diva magazine.”
Victoria gagged. “That’s disgusting.”
Lance arched a brow. “Tell me you don’t think about Chris while you’re using one of those.” He pointed to the vibrator lying in the floor. Her face went red. He laughed. “I knew it.”
“You don’t know shit.” She spat and ran out of the store. Laughing, he ran out and caught up with her, catching her by the arm just as she got to her rental car. She jerked around.
“What do you want, Lance?”
“In a word, you.”
“Go to hell.” She said harshly and tried to get away from him, but couldn’t. He had a firm grip on her elbow.
“You can’t handle that someone actually wants you that’s not a pimply-faced pubescent boy that still creams his sheets at night, can you?”
She inhaled a deep breath. “Are you having fun tormenting me?”
“No, I’m not.”
“Then what the hell do you want?”
“I told you, Victoria, I want you.”
She looked over him in the dim light. Gray t-shirt, jeans, sneakers and that crew cut that did nothing for those cute dimples.
“Excuse me?” Lance asked with a grin. “Cute dimples?”
Victoria’s face flushed. She had no idea she spoke that last part aloud. She looked away and blew air out of her closed lips. “Meet me back at the hotel. I’m in room 240.” With that, she opened her car door and got inside. She drove away, leaving him standing there dazed.
He quickly got over it and got in his rental car. He wasn’t stupid. He knew what it meant.
“I need some damned condoms.” He muttered and got back out. He ran back into the store and bought some, then went back out and got in the car.
Back at the hotel, he hurriedly made his way to her room. He knocked on her door and she opened it a few seconds later. He looked her over quickly. She had changed into a red silk chemise.
“Come in.” She stepped to the side and he walked in. She closed the door behind him and turned to face him. “Get comfortable, I’ll be back in just a few minutes.” She walked into the bathroom and shut the door.
Get comfortable, now what did that mean? Was he supposed to get out of his clothes and get in bed or what? He sat down on the bed and waited, not sure what to do. She came out of the bathroom and looked at him and shook her head.
“I know you don’t expect me to take your clothes off. You’re a big boy, get out of your clothes yourself.” She sat down at the small table and examined her nails with her legs crossed.
He shrugged and pulled up his t-shirt. Then he got out of his shoes and jeans and sat back down in his boxers.
“All of them, you idiot.” She said, glancing over towards him.
“Ok.” He said, getting up and pulled his shorts down. She got up and sashayed towards him. She looked him over and a small smile played on her lips.
“Very nice, Lance. Very nice.”
“Thank you. I work hard on my body.”
“I can tell.” She smiled and pinched his butt.
He smirked. “Is that all I get?”
She lifted up her chemise with a smile. “I think we can do better then that.”
His smirked widened into a smile. “Very nice, Vic, very nice indeed.”
“Thank you.” She smiled and slowly walked over to him. She placed a soft kiss on his lips and wrapped her arms around his neck. He kissed her back and deepened it. She slightly parted her lips and his tongue invaded her mouth. He moved his hands from where he had placed them on her back down to her hips and firmly grasped her butt.
She whimpered and went lax in his arms. He inwardly grinned and forcefully moved his knee up between her legs and lifted her off her feet. He threw her on bed in a spinebuster, his face buried in her breasts.
“A little impatient are we?” She asked gruffly as he nuzzled her breasts and pulled her nipples.
He lifted up and covered her mouth with his. After taking her breath, he lifted up and looked into her eyes. “I’ve waited too long for this to waste any time.”
“Ok, whatever.” She said dismissively.
He looked at her with a frown. “Do you not want to do this?”
“Oh yeah, I do.” She assured him. “Just slow down a bit. It takes more then three seconds to get me off.”
“I know that. This isn’t my first time around the block, Victoria.”
“Could have fooled me.” She said sarcastically.
He sneered and kissed her again, then moved down her neck and she inhaled a deep breath as his hand went up her thigh and cupped her region. He nibbled on her neck and pulled her earlobe with his lips as he slid a finger between her nether lips.
“Already wet.” He whispered.
“Yeah I am. I was thinking about Chris the whole way back.”
He snorted and ignored her comment as he rolled her clitoris between his middle and forefinger.
“Oh.” She squeaked and opened her legs further. He grinned and moved his hand. “Hey,” she protested. “What did you do that for?”
“That was for the little comment about Chris. Be good and you’ll get my tongue next time.”
“Whatever.” She sighed.
He grabbed her wrists and put them over her head, holding them down. “Lady, you are really starting to piss me off.”
She arched her eyebrows and smirked. “Oh I am, huh?” She quickly released her wrists and put her legs around his waist. She squeezed him and flipped him over on his back. He looked up at her stunned. She narrowed her eyes. “You like that?”
“You caught me off guard.” He said.
She smirked and roughly kissed him. As she broke the kiss and lifted up, she grabbed his bottom lip and pulled it with her teeth. She released it when she heard his grunt of pain. She smiled cruelly and rubbed her area against his erect penis. “Be good and you might get some of that.”
He growled and swiftly tossed her onto her back. “Now you’re really pissing me off, but damned if I’m not turned on.”
She laughed. “Then come on, stud, and let me have it.”
He got in her face. “Beg for it.”
“I don’t beg for shit.”
He narrowed his eyes and kissed her harshly. She groaned and wrapped her legs around him.
“Now, dammit.” She nearly yelled.
He slightly raised his hips and in one swoosh, he was deep inside her and thrusting. She panted and growled with every push of his hips and met them with her hips.
“Oh God.” She moaned and dug her fingernails in his back.
He started going rougher and growled, “What this what you wanted?”
“Yes.” She grumbled and tossed her head from side to side. He stopped suddenly and got on his knees, exiting her.
“What th…” She started, but was cut off by another hard thrust of his hips. He looked down and watched her face and her full breasts bounce with their movement, grasping on her inner thighs to keep them as spread apart as possible. After a few seconds, he moved his right hand to play with her clitoris. She whelped with the sudden contact and raised her hips. He rubbed it with his thumb with every thrust. Soon he felt her walls contract and she cried out. He tried to stop it, but he couldn’t control it anymore, he yelled as his seed emptied inside her. He removed himself and fell on top of her.
“Oh, get off me.” She grumbled and pushed him off her. She got out of the bed and slipped on a hotel robe. She threw his pants at him. “Get dressed.”
“Can I catch my breath first?”
“No.”
“Whatever.” He said and got up. As he was putting his pants on, she gathered up his clothes. He turned around and she pushed them in his arms.
“Leave.”
He looked at her confused, but started for the door. “Well, um, it was nice, I guess.”
“Whatever.” She said with a flip of her hand. “Was it good for you?”
“I think I’ll stick to my fantasies.” He opened the door.
She scowled and ran over to the door before he could shut it. “You know, your gimmick suits you. You’re as boring in the bedroom as you are in the ring!” She yelled and slammed the door in his face.
Lance grinned at the closed door. “Yeah right.” He walked down the hall to his own room and went inside to get a shower and to go to sleep.