What If? II

He slapped her gently and continued to rub her, going harder as she requested.

She looked up at him. "You know I need more."

"Well then...take control." he smirked.

"No... you." She smirked lightly and pushed him off of her momentarily, turning over and laying on her stomach, looking back at him.

He smirked a bit and pulled her hips up, pushing into her again. He pulled her up by her hair and started to thrust roughly into her. He then wrapped a hand around her throat.

"Fuck-" she got out, letting her head rest back on his shoulder, panting and trailing a hand down to touch herself in time with his thrusts, reaching back to grab his hair with her free hand.

He let out a growl and kept his pace, moving slightly faster. He then slapped her breast with his free hand and started to squeeze and caress it.

"Do it again," she got out breathlessly, feeling her eyes start to roll back as she felt her climax approaching. She rubbed herself harder.

He let out a groan and nodded, kissing at her neck. He slapped her breast again, even harder and squeezed it.

She stiffened immensely in his arms and let out a loud moan as she came and felt a wet rush hit her thighs, gripping his hair even tighter.

His release hit him soon after hers did and he continued to thrust, riding it out.

[i go lol...night!]

She moved back against him, helping him ride it out with a groan.

[sleep well]

He finally came to a stop and let go of her hair, placing a kiss on her neck. He pulled out of her and laid next to her.

(you too)

She pretty much collapsed onto the bed, trying to catch her breath.

He looked over at her and brushed some of her hair away from her face, kissing her forehead.

She opened her eyes and looked at him, giving him a lazy smile before moving in closer to him, kissing his chest. "I love you."

"I love you too." he said as he wrapped an arm around her. "You know I'm gonna ask so....between me and Cena, who is better?"

"It's a close call. You're both good." she laughed softly.

"Hm, that's not a good answer." he smirked.

"I'm being honest." she giggled into his chest.

"Mhm." he snorted as he kissed the top of her head. "So, I am going to stay with my sisters for about a week or two. You think you'll be able to tell John that it's over by then?"

"I think so." she nodded, looking up at him.

"Okay." he nodded. "I just...don't want it to feel like an affair or anything. Even though...this predicament makes it seem like that."

"It won't." she said. "You're the one I want to be with. But wait, aren't you still seeing Zoe?"

"We broke up the day before my Mom died. She knew I wasn't happy and we decided to be better off as friends."