Baby I'm Home! (Candice/Jeff)

Candice Michelle Hardy was excited as her car cruised down the familiar roads toward home. She had spent the last few months or so doing a WWE promotional tour in Europe alongside several of her co-workers like Dave Batista, Gregory Helms, Evan Bourne and Soraya O'Toole. The tour had been fun, the fans had been awesome and she had enjoyed the time spent with her friends but when you're a newlywed, separated from your husband, you tend to be more homesick than the others.

But she didn't have to worry about that now because the tour was over and she was five minutes from home. She couldn't wait to sleep in her own bed, use her own shower, see her dogs and most importantly, see her husband, who she had missed like crazy. Yes she had spoken on the phone and done that video chat thing with Jeff almost every night but it just wasn't the same. She missed being in his arms, hearing him laugh, watching him shake his head in amusement when she'd go off on a ramble, she missed making love with him.

The familiar house loomed up ahead and Candice let out a sigh of contentment as she parked her car in the driveway. Wasting little time, she flung the driver's side door open, deciding her luggage could wait and ran for the house, laughing with glee. Maverick and Trouble met her at the door, both excitedly leaping for kisses and affection. She indulged them for a moment, placing a kiss on Maverick's soft head before standing back up and shouting for Jeff.

"Jeff! Baby, I'm home!"

Jeff had just finished his shower and was walking about in just a towel around his waist when he heard that beautifully familiar voice. He thought he was hallucinating. Candice was really home? He looked around and followed the voice. Then he stopped as he saw her. "Candice? Baby?" he asked softly, totally forgetting that he was only clad in a towel.

[[mwahahahahaha I had to do it lol Jeff in towel = AMAZING]]

Candice beamed at him as she hurried up the last of the stairs, the sight of her man in only a towel was enough to make her think she was fantasizing, but this was so much better because she knew it wasn't. She was home.

Unable to help it, she squealed like a teenager and broke into a run, launching herself at him. "Jeff!"

He laughed, catching her. He didn't care if his towel fell. It was all the easier in his opinion. "You are not allowed to go on long, promotional tours like that ever again." he said as he kissed her deeply and passionately.

"Nope, never again!" She agreed, kissing him feverishly. "I missed you so much!"

He was finally kissing Candice again. Just out of instinct, he picked her up and began to carry her off to their bedroom.

Candice smiled into the kiss, wrapping her legs around his waist as he carried her into their bedroom. How long had it been since she'd been with him like this? Too damn long. All she cared about was being in his arms and showing exactly how much she had missed him while she was away.

He kicked the bedroom door closed once they were inside and set her down on the bed. "God, I love you..." he panted as he began to kiss at her lips, her cheeks, her jaw, her neck, everywhere he could possibly kiss.

"I love you too...mhmm...don't stop." She murmured, tilting her head back to give him better access while her hands cruised over his torso, re-associating herself with the feel and texture of him. "It's been so long, I can't believe how much I need you."

"You're home now...that's what matters..." he breathed against her skin as he let his hands run over her curves.

"Mhmm...and this is the kind of homecoming I've been dreaming of." She agreed, stretching to peel the thin cotton tank top over her head and tossed it to the floor. She was craving the feel of his skin against hers.

He continued to kiss down her body, playfully nipping at the soft skin of her stomach and torso.

She giggled and squirmed at his playfulness,while trying to unfasten the button of jeans. Her clothing was way too restricting and she wanting nothing more than her man's hands and mouth all over her.

He chuckled as he helped her undo her pants and he pulled them all the way off. As his hands lightly touhed over her legs and teased her as he played with the thin material of her panties, he moved his lips back over her chest and back to her face.

She writhed beneath him, anxiously kissing him when his mouth came back to hers. She was like a geyser ready to burst at any moment.

He moaned softly as he finally wriggled out of his towel. Then he reached behind her and undid her bra and pulled it off her. "God, you're beautiful..." he breathed against her.

She smiled against the skin of his neck, placing a hot wet kiss over his racing pulse point. "So are you."

He moaned as she kissed his neck. "God, baby..." he moaned softly as he pulled her panties off while he kissed over her breasts.

She arched beneath him as her skin began to burn for him. "Ooh hurry." She gasped.

He chuckled lowly as he positioned himself over her. "I love you..."

"I love you." She said softly, lifting her face to meet his mouth with hers.

As they kissed, he lowered himself onto her and slowly entered her.

She moaned in delight, opening herself to him. "God you feel amazing."

"God, baby...you too..." he moaned loudly as he began to thrust into her.

Cries of overwhelming passion built in the back of her throat as she met him thrust for thrust. She was rising higher and higher, coming that much closer to the edge that she wasn't sure how much longer she could hold on.