Day before Summer Slam 2005 -

The gym they were in today was David’s hometown gym. It was the gym he used to visit daily when he first got started in body building. It wasn’t fancy, didn’t have all the latest and greatest, but it had enough weights for serious body builders, and it also had enough equipment. It was clean and well maintained, but it was not what the typical gym user would want. It was a no frills kind of gym, the very best kind as far as the professional athletes that were using it today thought. There were a few other people using the gym, trying hard not to stare at the mammoth sized men throwing weights and swearing with the rest of them. The regulars were used to seeing their home town boy use the gym when he was in town and they tried to leave him alone and be respectful of his privacy, but there was no way any of them could not be awed by the others that were in the gym today with him. Most just stopped their workout completely and watched the big men work, knowing they were being treated to something most others never got to see and a side of the men that was not for the camera. Several smiled at the small woman and her obvious disregard for the huge men she was surrounded by.

She was concentrating on her squats, when she heard him say, ”What the fuck is that? I taught you better than that. Don’t tell me you always do them like that?” She looked up into his blue eyes, his disappointment in her showing clearly.

“It’s a squat, don’t you know one when you see one,” she snapped back.

“Honey, I know squats and that is the saddest excuse for one I’ve seen in a long time,” he explained. He put down his weights and walked over to her. Neither of them paid any attention to the others in the gym.

“Try again, and let me show you,” he said patiently. He waited for her to complete one, this time right in front of him. “Wait, stop, don’t do that again,” he said as he walked behind her. “Okay, you’ve got your feet right at least. But what’s going on with the rest of it? Do you get back aches after doing squats? You should. You’ve got to tuck your ass in, not out. Yeah, yeah, I know it’s a nice one, but tuck it in for this or you’ll hurt yourself.” He waited for her to pull her ass in and keep her stance, ”Okay, do it again.” He watched her form as she completed the next one. “Okay, that was a shit load better than the first one. Can you feel the difference,” he asked.

“Yes, but ,” she started to say

“No buts about it. Don’t do them if you’re not going to do them right. You know better than that,” he said as he shook his head. Both of them missed the grin that was passed back and forth from Hunter to David.

“It’s a wonder you don’t hurt yourself,” he said to her plainly.

“I probably would if I could find some shit that was actually my size, instead of trying to make do with shit that is made for giants,” she snapped at him. She was still irritated, but knew he was right.

“That’s the way the world is honey and you know it,” he said. “Think you’re safe to leave alone, or do I need to help you some more,” he asked, trying to be helpful.

“I think I’m safe, but I bet you won’t,” she conceded quietly.

“How else are you planning on hurting yourself today,” he questioned her.

“Well it was supposed to be back and legs today but I’m sure I’ll do everything wrong, so no. I’m done for the day, thanks,” she said as she walked away, towards the only ladies restroom. It served as her locker room.

“Min, don’t be like that. I only want to make sure you don’t hurt yourself,” he tried to explain. He was talking to her retreating back. She ignored him.

“Good luck trying to get through to her, we’ve tried for years,” Hunter told the bigger man.

“Yeah, maybe. But I’ve known her a long time and know how damn stubborn she can be about this kind of stuff,” he said. He stared off into space for a moment. “Fuck it,” he said as he made some kind of decision and walked towards the ladies restroom.

Hunter and Dave looked at one another and almost laughed out loud. This workout was way more entertaining than usual. Who knew that Lil’ Sis could rattle ‘Taker’s chain so much?

“Let me in,” the big man said as he knocked.

“No,” she said quietly.

“Carrie, if you don’t let me in, I’m gonna rip this door off,” he said raising his voice. The others in the gym could hear him also. Several of the spectators cast looks at the door and gauged that the big man could easily take it off if he was serious about his threat. The door didn’t move and no voice could be heard from the other side. “I’m serious. I’ll take this door off. By the looks of it, it needs to be replaced anyway.”

“Go away. I don’t want to have this conversation with you right now,” she said through the door, as she finished changing back into her clothes.

“I don’t want you to be mad at me for trying to help you, Min.” he tried to explain.

“I’m not mad at you, I’m just mad, so go away,” she said in an even voice.

“Oh, don’t be like that,” he said

“I’ll be any damn way I want to be, so just go away. I want to be mad and I’m going to enjoy it.”

“We tried to tell you. There’s no hope when she gets that way,” Hunter grinned at his long time friend.

“What the hell have you guys done with the nice lady I used to know,“ he smirked at them. “She was always nice, never said a bad word,” he continued with a grin, knowing that no one believed him, particularly himself.

“Damn, when you find that lady, let us know. We’d like to meet her,” Hunter joked.

She opened the bathroom door, in her street clothes with her gym bag in hand. “I don’t want to talk to any of you assholes right now,” she stated as she walked past all of them on her way to the front door.

“Don’t be like that, honey. I’m sorry I picked on you. I didn’t want you to hurt yourself,” he pleaded for understanding from her. She never slowed her stride as she pushed open the door and continued out. “Did she drive here,” he asked the other two.

“Um, no,” Dave said.

“How the hell is she gonna get home? No wait. She’s gonna walk, I remember. She gets pissed, she walks. If she lived twenty miles away from here, she’d walk because she was pissed,” he shook his head. “She doesn’t live that far from here, right?”

“Nah, just a couple of miles,” Dave said. “She should be fine,” he tried to reassure the bigger man. Hunter and he had no idea of the chemistry and the extent of the history between the two. The workout had been an eye-opening experience, certainly. He’d have to ask Kris about all the details. She’d know, he was sure.

The big man finally gave up, knowing she was well beyond his reach and walked back to his weights to continue his workout.

“So, how long have you known Lil’ Sis,“ Hunter asked. He was curious and wanted to understand what he had just witnessed.

“Since she was in college,” ‘Taker said.

“Oh, you mean she actually went to college,” Hunter laughed.

“Buddy, you have no idea. It’s her story to tell, so I’ll leave it to her. Ask her about it sometime,” ‘Taker said quietly.

“So, how did you meet her,” Dave asked. His curiosity was killing him.

“She literally ran into me at a gym,” ‘Taker admitted.

“That sounds like the Li’ Sis we all know. That’s how she met Vince too,” Dave remarked.

“Vince has met her and she’s still here, with all her original parts,” he was surprised. “Unless you’re going to tell me he’s mellowed, which I doubt, how did that happen?”

“Yeah, I know. It’s amazing. She told him no straight to his face, something about not wanting to blow smoke up his ass,” Dave recalled with a grin. ‘Taker smiled and shook his head. He could believe she’d say something like it. That was definitely the lady he knew, he thought as he chuckled to himself.

“Did she leave you standing after running in to you,” Hunter asked.

“Yeah, she literally bounced off of me. I didn’t knock her off her feet, her balance is way too good for that.” he said, remembering.

“Did I understand it right that you helped her with her weight training,” Hunter was getting more and more curious about their little sister.

“Yeah, eventually. She was in the gym to build strength for a tournament she had coming up. Not surprisingly, she had a distinct size disadvantage and knew she needed to build her strength.”

“Tournament? For what?” Hunter asked. Dave already knew, but didn’t realize that Hunter didn’t know.

“I’m not sure which discipline, but one of the many martial arts she used to compete in,” ‘Taker answered.

“No shit? Lil’ Sis used to compete? I had no idea,” the blonde man was stunned. “Did you know she used to compete,” he asked his buddy.

“Yeah, I was reminded of it recently,” David said honestly.

“Hey, was I seeing things or was that Carrie walking home,” Mike asked them as he came in. He was still in a suit and tie.

“No, you saw her. She’s pissed so she’s walking home,” David told him.

“Oh, okay. Who pissed her off?” he asked. He knew it could be any of them. It could even be him, even though he just arrived.

“That would be me,” ‘Taker admitted.

“Hey, good to see you. Was it worth it,” he asked the bigger man, grinning.

“Yeah. She was all messed up in her form and I couldn’t let her do that. I did forget how stubborn she can be, though,” ‘Taker said. Mike just smiled and shook his head as he absorbed that bit of news regarding Carrie.

“What’re we doing for dinner, guys,” Mike asked them.

“Well, Hunter still owes for a ridiculously expensive dinner, so it’s up to him,” David said.

“What the fuck,” Hunter asked him as he set his weights down.

“You lost a couple of bets with Carrie and her player a while ago, right,” David reminded him.

“Yeah, I forgot. How much time do you need, Mike,” Hunter asked since he was still in business attire.

“I can skip it today. I’m way more hungry for an free expensive meal,” Mike grinned.

“Asshole,” Hunter said to him. He looked over at David who was finishing up and said, “I can see why you two are friends.” ‘Taker chuckled at the comment.

After a few more minutes, they were ready to call it quits. After a quick change, they spent several minutes signing items for the few people that were using the gym. The patrons were respectful to both famous big men, as well as their home town boy. Many were still trying to absorb the type of workouts the big men had just completed.

Hunter and ‘Taker used a cab to get to the gym, since their rental wasn’t ready. Hunter had complained that since Lil’ Sis wasn’t traveling with him anymore, shit was always getting messed up. ‘Taker volunteered to ride with Mike to David’s house so they could regroup and figure where they were going for dinner. Mike nodded his agreement as they walked to his truck.

Hunter asked David, “Does he know that Lil’ Sis has history with him?”

“Yeah, I think so. Why do you ask,” he glanced at his mentor.

“Just curious. Does he know she’s with Mike?” Hunter asked David as they pulled out of the parking lot for the short drive.

“I’m not sure. I think he knows she’s with somebody, but that’s all I know,” he said. They were quiet for the rest of the drive, lost in their own thoughts.

‘Taker looked over to his driver and said, “Relax, buddy. She’s already told me no. You have nothing to worry about from me, unless you decide to hurt her.”

His meaning wasn’t lost on Mike. Mike looked over and nodded, not sure what to say to that. He did know they had history, but he was curious and wanted to know what she was like then.

“Do you mind if I ask you a couple of questions,” Mike asked as he snuck a quick glance at his passenger.

“Depends on the questions,” ‘Taker growled.

“Well, I just wondered what she was like, if she was as…What is the right word?……..ah, mercurial,” he asked. He wasn’t sure if it was a safe question, but he was curious. ‘Taker laughed.

“God, she used to drive me fucking nuts, I never knew which way she was coming from half the time. So you’re saying she’s still that way? Oh man, I wish you patience, patience and sanity,” he couldn’t help his chuckle at the man who was now with his first serious love.

“Thanks. I thought maybe I was losing my mind or something. When it comes to business, she has her shit together. But personal stuff? Shit, I can’t keep up,” Mike admitted as he laughed.

“Yeah, she was the same then too. She was still in school, taking some ridiculous course load and kicking ass. But when it came to her own time, I never knew what to expect. I feel your pain, buddy. I really do.” He smiled at the younger man. He realized he liked him, he wasn’t sure if he was going to when she told him no and her reasons. But he was pleased to note that she had picked a good guy, someone that didn’t seem like he’d hurt her. If she was happy, then he was happy for her. They pulled up to David’s house and were laughing as they got out of the car.

“Who’s car is that,” ‘Taker asked as he eyed a black hummer in the drive.

“I don’t know for sure, but I bet that’s your rental,” Mike said. ‘Taker was surprised, since it wasn’t the car they had ordered. Hunter and David pulled in behind them and got out.

“Lil’ Sis, where are you? I love that woman,” Hunter said to all of them. He was chewing his gum, and grinning from ear to ear as he looked for Carrie.

***

“Tell me why you’re being so generous tonight, Hunter. You don’t usually buy everyone’s dinner, especially mine,” ‘Taker said as he finished his mouthful. Hunter grimaced at the other man’s question. He was hoping he’d get away without having to explain himself and the bet with its stipulations.

“Yeah, Hunter. Why don’t you tell us,” David said with a big grin for his mentor. Hunter glanced at Lil’ Sis and saw she was looking at her plate, not joining in on the teasing. Kris was smiling, Hunter could see and he guessed she knew of the bet and all its ramification’s, thanks to Lil’ Sis.

Hunter cleared his throat and picked up his water glass for a long drink before he said anything. He frowned, trying to think of where to start. He loved telling stories but not when he was the brunt of them.

He started with, “A couple of months ago I lost a couple of bets with Lil’ Sis.” Mike glanced at him with a question, Hunter could guess his question. What would he bet and loose against Lil’ Sis.

“Yeah, so,” Taker said, clearly waiting for more. Hunter’s lips twitched in to a half smile before he was ready to tell them the rest of the story….

“How about double or nothing? I’m feeling lucky today,” Hunter said with a wink to Cena. Cena chuckled back at him, not knowing the kind of game or music Lil’ Sis had in her player. She paused to consider the request because she did want to cash in on his loss of having to buy her a ridiculously expensive dinner, so what could she add to it to make it more fun.

“I don’t know, Hunter. What are you willing to loose this time,” she asked him seriously. He chuckled at her, knowing that he’d never lost two in a row with her before. He thought for a moment, wanting to come up with something ridiculous since their time was short and he wanted to keep the mood light.

“Okay, besides buying you dinner, I’ll buy everyone that’s with us dinner at Summer Slam, not a shit dinner. A nice dinner where everyone might have to wear a tie,” he assured her.

“Not good enough,” she countered. They could both easily afford that, so it wasn’t a great hardship to either of them, she knew. He shook his head at her as he considered what he could bet since he knew he wasn’t going to loose anyway.

“Okay, how about this? If I don’t guess the name of the group, I have to sing the song five times in public when ever you ask me to, as long as it’s not right in the middle of the ring with the cameras rolling,” he smiled at her. Public humiliation was pretty standard for all rookies, he had to do some pretty stupid shit years ago as he learned the ropes.

“When ever I ask you to? You sure about that,” she asked with a grin.

He waved his hand at her carelessly and said, “Sure.” Cena had stayed quiet during the negotiations but shook his head at Hunter’s wager.

“You sure, man,” he asked the blonde man seriously.

Hunter looked over at him with a smirk and said, “It’s a done deal, Franchise. Easy money.”

Lil’ Sis smiled at the two, guessing he wouldn’t be able to guess the next song since it was very old school and didn’t get played regularly. She already knew what it was since she hit pause on it as she waited for Hunter’s guess on the last song.

“John, you heard him, right? I didn’t force him,” she said with a smile for Cena. She received an emphatic nod in response. Hunter shook his head at her and reached for the ear piece.

“Let’s do this, Lil’ Sis. I’m still feeling lucky,” he said, blissfully ignorant. She waited a moment trying to clear the vision she had of him standing on tables and singing this song for her. It was pretty girlie in parts, she knew.

She reached for her player and hit play, listening to the opening words and watching Hunter’s head bob up and down to the beat.

“Are you ready, Steve? Aha. Andy? Yeah! Mick? OK. Alright, fellas, let's go!” and the music got louder and quicker. Hunter’s head kept nodding, he was smiling, thinking he knew this one. He recognized the tune, it was almost as old as him, he knew. Just listen to it some more so he could be certain of the name of the song. He smiled at Lil’ Sis as the chorus started up, that gave him the name of the song. Now he had to remember the name of the group. Oh shit, what was the name of the group, he worried. Um, keep listening, it’ll come to you, he thought. The last of the notes faded and he still didn’t know the name of the damn group. Oh no, he was going to loose to her and his stupid wager. Oh shit.

He pulled the ear piece out slowly, knowing she won again. Cena was quiet next to him, waiting for him to say the name of the group, he was sure.

“Well, Hunter? Any ideas,” Lil’ Sis asked him quietly. She knew the answer to her question already by his body language. He just lost to her again and he was gonna have to sing that song in public whenever she asked him.

“Damn it. No. Why that song, Lil’ Sis? I haven’t heard that song in forever. I thought it’d be an easy one. They usually are,” he admitted.

“What? You don’t know,” Cena spoke up. Hunter shook his head. Cena started to chuckle at the many time world champion’s plight. Lil’ Sis was going to cash in her bet, that much he knew. He just hoped he was there for one of the times…

Hunter rubbed his chin as he looked at the others around the large table, seeing their grins at his misfortune. “Anybody want to guess the name of the group,” he asked. He’d only given them a few of the opening lines and it was an old song, so he didn’t think anyone would know it, but he was wrong, again.

“Sure,” ‘Taker said. “Sounds like Sweet and Ballroom Blitz to me,” he said to the dumbfounded blonde man.

“How the hell would you know that shit,” Hunter demanded. ‘Taker shrugged and winked at ‘Lil Sis. Mike started to laugh, as he imagined the large man at the head of the table singing that song in public. He looked to David and saw him start to chuckle as the same thought occurred to him.

“How many times do you have left to sing it,” David asked his mentor. Now he knew why he hadn’t heard the whole story before.

“I haven’t done it yet. But, Lil’ Sis has been kind enough to email the words, just in case I need some help,” he said with a chuckle.

“Hunter, you know I’m gonna ask you to do it in front of Nan at least once, especially since you haven’t told her about it yet,” Carrie giggled. The rest of the table joined in and before long they were all chuckling at the thought of the cerebral assassin singing that silly song in public. ‘Taker shouted a few suggestions to him to help him get his voice that high.

“Lil’ Sis, I owe you for this one,’ Hunter said with a grin.

“Oh, no. I don’t think so. I didn’t force you to make that silly bet. Ask John, he was there too,” she smiled at her blonde protector. “I didn’t say you couldn’t have help. If you think Shawn is willing, he’d probably be great too,” she giggled at Hunter’s bemused expression. A thought occurred to Mike.

“Is there a time limit on this,” he asked Carrie. She shook her head and smiled back at Hunter as he realized she could call him on it years later. Maybe it was her curls, he thought. Whatever it was, he should know better than to bet anything when pretty women were involved. He should have learned that lesson long ago.

***

‘Taker remembered seeing her smiling face scan the gym, looking for him specifically. He knew she had her tournament yesterday and wanted to hear how she did and he was guessing she wanted to tell him. He put down his weights and started to walk to her.

“Hey, how’d it go,” was all he got out before she flung herself on him, in a full body hug.

“Thank you, thank you so much for all your help,” she said to his surprised expression.

“You’re welcome,” he said as he gratefully returned her hug. It was the first of its kind from her, but he hoped not the last. He had purposely kept his distance, not wanting to make her uncomfortable during their gym time together. “I guess this means you had a good day,” he asked her as he continued to hold her and smile. She looked at him, realized what she was doing and let go so she could stand on her own feet.

”God, I am so sorry. How embarrassing. But yeah, I kicked ass yesterday. You would have been proud, my instructors were. The poor bastards I was facing weren’t too happy, but that’s their problem, not mine,” she was still smiling at him.

He reluctantly let her down from her hug, since she realized what she had done. He would have like to have held her all day, but knew that the gym wasn’t the time or the place. She had yet to ask him why he was still in town, weeks after his business with the office was completed. He was still in town rehabbing his knee because of her, no other reason. She didn’t ask and he wasn’t about to tell her, yet. This little gym was as good as any for what he needed to do, so why not stay here, where the company was very distracting and the scenery was new and different.

“Where do you want to go to celebrate,” he asked her. “My treat.”

“I can’t let you do that, after all the help you’ve given me. I’m not a starving student, no matter what I look like,” she told him.

“What? Can’t a man take a pretty lady to dinner,” he asked her with a slight smile.

“Oh, sure,” she finally understood what he was saying. She didn’t want to think too much about it, or she’d be a total wreck. She had been trying very hard to concentrate on anything but him when he helped her in the gym. He was very interesting to her, but she knew he was older and probably not in the least bit interested in her. He was just being polite.

After he finished at the gym, they ended up at one of the area’s reputed five star restaurants along the water front to celebrate her successes. They shared a bottle of wine, his choice and the entrée’s, her choice. She told him about her tournament and how many wins she had that day. He was amazed as he listened to her describe her matches. They didn’t seem to fit with the lovely creature across the table from him. He knew she was tough and determined. He had seen how hard she worked at the gym, but it was hard for him to put the many facets of her together when he was across the table from her sharing an elegant dinner by candle light.

He also knew that his size intimidated her, but other than being gentle and quiet around her, he didn’t know how else to put her at ease. He had hoped that during the last few weeks, she would be more at ease with him. Sometimes that seemed to be true, like now over dinner, and sometimes she was very wary of him. She still fascinated him. She was full of contradictions and always kept him guessing.

After dinner, they walked along the docks holding hands, enjoying the late spring evening. He didn’t want the night to end. She was very unsure of herself with him during their walk, he could tell. He slowed his pace because he wanted to talk to her without distractions. She looked at him questioningly. He walked to one of the many benches that were scattered along the walk and sat down. She followed, but was unsure of his intentions.

“I really enjoyed tonight. I’m happy you did so well yesterday,” he said with a smile for her as he continued to keep her hand in his.

“Thanks to you,” she said quickly. He shook his head.

“I know nothing about Taekwon Do. That was all you honey, all you.” He looked in to her eyes, and held her gaze. She held his gaze for a moment, then looked away.

“No, you helped me,” she insisted quietly.

“I only gave you a little bit of guidance with your weight training, the rest was all you, honey,” he reminded her. He still had her hand in his and brought it gently to his chest and held it as he looked at her. She tried to pull her hand away, but he held it. She looked at him, not understanding his actions. She sat quietly looking at the water, not sure what to do. She knew he didn’t mean what she thought he meant, did he? He kept her hand but stood up so they could continue walking. He didn’t want to scare her.

“um…” she started to ask in a small voice. Even though he had asked her repeatedly, she never called him his name, he knew. Sometimes he thought is name might actually be Um when he was around her.

“Yes, honey,” he said absently. He had called her that many times today, she noticed. They continued their leisurely stroll along the water front.

“Why are you still here,” she asked him bluntly. He took a deep breath, not sure how to answer her without upsetting her. He guided her to stand with him along the railing.

“Why do you think I’m still here,” he asked her softly, curious to hear her answer.

“Because you wanted to see how I did?” she looked up at him as she said it.

“Mmmm, partly true,” he admitted with a small grin. She turned his response over in her mind, trying to think of any reason other than the obvious one that made her heart pound and her breath catch when ever she allowed herself to think about it. He let the silence stretch. He still held her hand and was rubbing her palm with his thumb. He enjoyed the time he spent with her, he had a lot of time to analyze why in the last few weeks, because he really didn’t have a lot to do other than rehab and help her in the gym. He knew exactly why he was still in town.

“Why else are you still here,” she asked. She wanted to hear it for herself before she’d dare to believe it. He reached for her other hand, so he was holding both of her tiny hands in his large calloused ones

“You,” he said quietly as he gently squeezed her hands to punctuate his word. She looked up at him in alarm. He knew he better be gentle or he’d scare her. It had been a long time for him since he had to worry about being gentle with anyone and he didn’t want to screw it up. He released her hands as he leaned over to her and touched her cheek. She closed her eyes, not believing what was happening. He reached over and gently touched her lips with his, unsure of his reception. She kept her eyes closed as she savored the touch of his lips. He stroked her lips with his tongue, and she opened hers to admit him. She reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck, despite their uncomfortable position against the rail. He picked her up and set her on the rail so both were more comfortable. She wrapped her legs around him as he stepped in to her embrace. She lost herself in the sensation of his lips and tongue, feeling his soft probing, encouraging him with her own tongue to explore more.

She couldn’t believe that this man who had helped her for the last few weeks in the gym wanted her, wanted her almost as much as she wanted him if his lips were any indication.

“Oh, honey,” he said as they separated to catch their breath. He was breathing heavily, struggling to keep control of himself. He kissed her behind her ear, he kissed her jaw, he kissed her on her neck. She leaned away so he could continue his gentle tongue lashings over her sensitive skin. She was quickly losing all inhibitions, thanks to his expert touch. He rubbed his hands over her sensitive breast, causing her to shiver in his arms. He knew he had to be gentle and it was taking every ounce of self discipline he had to keep himself in check. He wanted her, he’d been lying awake for weeks wanting her and he knew he had to slow down.

She whispered, “no, not…” He didn’t understand her. He was having a hard time trying to think. He wanted to rip her clothes off right there in front of everyone, he didn’t care.

“What was that honey,” he asked her quietly. She was leaning into him and rubbing his chest with her tiny hands, driving him insane. She opened her eyes and looked up at him.

“Not here. I don’t want to love you here,” she said quietly into his hair as she nibbled behind his ear and drove him wild. It took him a few heart beats to understand what she had said. His hotel was clear across town and he knew it would take half an hour to get there.

“Where honey? I want you, but where,” he asked her, knowing he’d have to drive somewhere so he took a deep breath to try to get his brain working again.

“Mmmm, I don’t live far from here.” She smiled into his surprised gaze. She nodded at his questioning look. She peeled herself from his embrace, jumped down from her perch and stood up on shaky legs. She took a few calming breaths. They walked hand in hand back to their cars, both anxious to reach their destination. “It’s not far, the challenge is parking, so follow me and block me in. You’ll see what I mean when we get there,” she said with a smile. He knew that he would have agreed to follow her anywhere in his current state of mind, so he was glad it wasn’t far.

It was a couple of miles later and she pulled into a gated parking lot that required a code to enter. She entered it and the gate opened to admit her car, he was right behind her in case the gate closed. He was surprised that she lived in a complex that looked exclusive and expensive. Maybe she wasn’t a starving student after all, he mused. She pulled into her spot and he parked right behind her, since there was nowhere else. He had a few moments during the drive that he debated the decision he had made tonight regarding her. There was no going back. She took his hand as he got out of the car. He followed her up a small flight of stairs, enjoying the view she unknowingly presented him. She opened her door with a key and he followed her in and closed the door behind them. He picked her up so he could feel her completely as he kissed her, massaged her, and undressed her. She wrapped her legs around his waist so she could free up her hands to unbutton his shirt and attacked his chest with her teeth and tongue. He was so surprised, he almost dropped her. God, that felt so good, he wanted more of that. He had his hand on her ass, just to make sure she was secure and because he liked her ass, every little inch of her small tight ass. He didn’t know where her bedroom was, and if he didn’t find it soon, he was just going to drop them both to the floor where he stood.

“Honey, where,” he growled at her quietly. She pointed to the left and he went that way. At the end of the hall was her large bedroom, with a huge bed in the middle. He set her gently down so he could focus his attentions on her, instead of trying to remain upright. He pulled her shirt over her head, exposing a small lacey bra that barely covered her. He bent down so he could lick her breasts, dripping his tongue to ensnare her hard nipples, making her gasp in the process. He looked at her underneath him and blinked at her, she was so beautiful.

He took a few calming breaths again because he knew he needed to be careful and gentle with her. She looked up at him and reached for him. He joined her on the bed, laying on his side, looking at her, using every ounce of control he had to keep his hand steady as he let his fingers trail along the edge of her bra and caress her already hardened nipple.

“um….baby,” she started to ask in a quiet voice.

“Yes, honey,” he said looking at her resting under him.

“Why are we stopping” she asked him in her small voice. He took a deep breath again before replying.

“Honey, I’ve wanted you for weeks, but we need to go slow. I don’t want to hurt you,” he explained. Her serious expression told him she understood and appreciated his care. She reached over to his belt buckle and carefully unbuckled it. She smiled and looked at him, knowing that she was driving him crazy. She unbuttoned his pants but didn’t slide them off yet. She stroked his arm, tracing some of his tattoos and licked his chest, paying particular attention to his nipples. She heard his breath catch and felt him tense, knowing that she was driving him as insane as he had previously done to her.

With a growl deep in his chest, he reached for her pants and struggled to take them off her small frame. She helped him and slid out of them, leaving him with her panties to deal with. He was breathing heavily and she knew he was struggling for control. She didn’t want him to hurt her, but she didn’t want him controlled either. He bent down and savaged her lips with rough kisses, trailed his tongue down to her breasts, licking and suckling her nipples, causing her to gasp with pleasure. Her back arched in response to his attentions, he slid his hand under her and quickly stripped her of her panties. He flipped them off the bed and bent down to give her some more of his attention, licking first one breast then the other and rubbing his rough calluses over her sensitive nipples. She was going insane with pleasure and she wasn’t sure how long she’d be able to stand it.

He smiled at her. He knew what he was doing to her and knew he was going to torture her some more. He trailed his tongue down to her flat stomach, because he wanted her to scream his name soon. He licked her belly button and continued letting his tongue wander down. His hands rubbed her hips, relishing the feel of her rubbing against him, urging him on. She had sat up a little so she could watch him, watch him as he loved her. Her hand had strayed to his head and locked in his long red hair. His hand dipped from her hip to her wet folds, eliciting a gasp from her. Her eyes opened wide, he saw.

She urged him on, “yes, baby, yes.” Her hips moved against his hand, he dipped his head to taste her with his probing tongue. She groaned loudly and bucked her hips as she fell back down to the bed. He slid off the bed but kept her hips in his hands so he could gently pull her to the edge of the bed and concentrate on making her yell his name. He probed her with his tongue, rolling it over and over her most sensitive spot. She tasted good to him and he loved watching the effect he was having on her. He watched her face as she bit her lip in anticipation and desire and the sight of her urged him on. He used his teeth gently and she bucked her hips and clenched her legs around his head. He held her in place with his hands and continued his torture, making sure she was fully satisfied. He loved watching her reach her climax, knowing he was the reason. He relished the sound of his name shouted from her lips. Her breathing finally slowed, and she unclenched her legs.

She smiled at him in disbelief. “You are a bad influence on me,” she said quietly.

“Oh,” he asked. She didn’t respond, instead she reached for him to join her on the bed. He slid up next to her, knowing he wanted her so much he could barely see straight, he wasn’t sure how long he’d be able to hold back. She reached down and slid his pants all the way off since she forgot earlier. She looked at him, fully erect and smiled at him. He had been worried that he might scare her, but she wasn’t.

“Honey, I don’t have anything with me,” he said quietly. She shook her head and grinned. She reached in to her bed side table drawer and pulled out what he forgot.

“Baby, you gotta always be prepared,” she giggled. She tore open the wrapper and let him put it on. He pulled her to him and kissed her as he rubbed her ass, eliciting another groan from her. He knew it wasn’t going to be easy to stop himself.

“Honey, let me know if I hurt you, okay?” She nodded with her eyes wide. He bent to lick her breasts again, knowing she loved it. She arched her back for him again and he slid his hand under her ass. She whimpered in response to his attentions to her breasts. He nibbled and suckled one, and rubbed his rough hand over the other.

“Oh, baby, stop teasing me,” she whispered to the top of his head. He was driving her insane. He looked up in to her bright green eyes and pulled himself up on to his hands. She opened her legs to him and wrapped them around his hips. He looked into her eyes as he slowly guided his throbbing cock in to her, not wanting to hurt her but he realized she was as tight and slick as he had imagined. He waited once he was inside her, to give them both a chance to catch their breath. He knew he was in trouble; she was so tight, so damn tight.

“Yes, baby, yes,” she said as he started his slow torture…


They were both quiet as they tried to catch their breath. He looked at her and smiled into her flushed face, knowing how much she meant to him. She still had her legs wrapped around his hips. He knew he wanted to stay like that for hours. He slowly eased himself out of her still tight embrace and climbed out of bed to dispose of the condom. He saw her bathroom was just a few steps away. She watched him as he walked back to bed. She flipped the covers back so they could climb in.

“You okay? Did I hurt you,” he wanted to know. She slowly shook her head as she played with his fingers. She had snuggled up to him and put her leg over him. His other arm was wrapped around her. He enjoyed the feeling of her lying naked next to him. She was so small to him, but every inch of her a beautiful woman.

He woke up as she got out of bed the next morning. It was light outside, but he had no idea what time it was.

“Where’re you going, honey,” he asked her quietly.

She rolled her eyes at him and said, “I have class this morning.”

“Damn, you had to say it, didn’t ya? Now I feel like a dirty old man,” he laughed.

“What does that say about me? I must like dirty old men,” she giggled. “I only have one class this morning and it’s just to turn some shit in. I won’t be gone long. I’m ahead in the rest of my classes, so no sweat,” she said as she went into her bathroom and turned on the shower.

He lay in her bed, listened to the water, not sure what to think about last night. He knew how he felt, but wasn’t sure about her. She was out of the shower quickly, pulling on some clothes that she appeared to grab at random. He was amused to watch her morning routine, so different from his own.

“You want some coffee,” she asked the lazy man in her bed.

“Yeah, eventually,” he smiled.

“Okay, I’ll get it started before I leave and we can have some when I come back.” She stopped and looked at him, “You are still planning on being here when I get back, aren’t you?”

“Oh yeah. This dirty old man might even get some more sleep while you’re at school,” he teased.

“Oh, I almost forgot. I need your keys, since you’re behind me. I get to take your car to school this morning.” She laughed at his surprised expression. He reached for his pants and dug out the keys for her. “I promise not to put a scratch on it or drink beer in it or have sex in it while it’s in my care,” she said as she crossed her heart seriously. He couldn’t help but laugh at her, she was teasing him.

“Get out of here, before you’re late for class, School Girl,” he chuckled.

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