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The Contract	By : sugarkisses Category: WWF/WWE > Het - Male/Female Views: 8616 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I own no one and nothing from WWE. I do not know Triple H or anyone else in the WWE. I make no profit from this story. This is a work of fiction!

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I wake up alone in the middle of the night. Rolling over in bed, I find that Paul is sitting at the table by the window in the low-lit room, hovering over his laptop. “Paul?” I query.
He looks over at me quickly and then returns his gaze to his computer. “I didn’t mean to wake you” he retorts.
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah… just thought I’d catch up on some work”
I find his response strange, so I sit up and regard him. He’s wearing his boxers and nothing else. Getting up, I make my way to him and stand behind him, gazing over his shoulder at the screen. I read what he’s working on and furrow my brow in confusion. “You’re going over the employee handbook?” I ask incredulously.
“Mmm-hmm”
“At three in the morning?”
Paul releases a deep sigh and rolls his neck in an attempt to crack it. “Look, I woke up and I couldn’t get back to sleep” he states crankily. “I didn’t want to bother you, so I decided to do some work”
I’ve been around him enough to recognize that he’s tense and frustrated: it’s not uncommon for him to try to focus on the business when he feels that way. I think I know what’s really bothering him, though, and I feel guilty as hell… it’s time for me to make up my mind about his proposal. Reaching out although I know I’m not supposed to, I place my hands on his shoulders and begin to rub the taught muscles that I find. At first, he doesn’t say anything, he just sighs with relief and leans into my touch… but it isn’t long before the truth rolls out of him.
“I woke up with a massive hard on” he confesses, his head going back until it’s pressed to my stomach. “I didn’t think it was the gentlemanly thing to do to wake you up and ask you if you had decided yet…”
I’m genuinely touched by his consideration for me: but in my heart of hearts, I know that it’s time for me to give him an answer. Leaning down, I press a soft kiss to the top of his head. “I have decided” I counter, continuing to work at his tight shoulder muscles.
Paul straightens up again, as if preparing for bad news. “You’re going to say no, aren’t you?” he asks sadly.
I let go of his shoulders and go back to stand by my side of the bed. I’m too nervous to reply to him verbally, so I decide to let my actions speak for me. As he watches me from the glow of his computer, I slide out of my white lace panties and then I slowly undo the buttons on the shirt I’m wearing. My heart is in my throat with my anxiety, but I peel my clothing off and let it fall to the floor, baring my body to him. I wait with baited breath for him to say something…
He’s staring at me, frozen as he regards me. When he finally speaks, his voice is low and tinged with desire. “You’re so goddamn beautiful” Paul muses. “Your body is… amazing, honey”
It takes me a moment, but I need to reply to him and let him know how I feel. “I want you” I whisper, raising my arms toward him, imploring him to come to me.
He’s quick to get up from the table where he’s sitting and come to me, taking hold of my hands with his own. “Baby, I promise you, you won’t regret this” he states, smiling at me with his happiness.
I mirror his grin even though I’m still anxious…
“May I kiss you?” he queries politely.
I’m afraid that my voice will fail me, so I simply nod my agreement. I watch him move in on me almost as if I’m outside of myself… He tenderly presses his lips to mine, his kiss initially chaste: but it isn’t long before Paul tilts his head to the left and runs his tongue over the junction of my lips, begging me to open my mouth for him. When I do, he growls lowly and rubs his tongue to mine… Oh god, he tastes so fucking good, and he knows how to kiss. As he slides his arms around me, bringing our naked bodies together, I moan and fall into his embrace.
Paul picks me up in his arms and lays me down on the bed, refusing to break our embrace as he sits down and leans over me. I find myself wrapping my arms around his neck and holding him close: his kiss is nothing short of intoxicating. “Mmm, baby” he intones, shifting his lips to my throat, “I need you so much”
His hands cover my breasts and squeeze, which makes me buck up against him as I moan.
“Such gorgeous tits” Paul compliments. “So big and real…”
Now, that’s a direct jab at his wife, but I don’t direct his attention to it: how can I when he has already lowered his mouth to my right breast? He licks and sucks my nipple and then grazes the sensitive flesh with his teeth. A flood of warmth moves through my body, settling between my legs. Paul licks his way across my chest to my other breast and repeats his actions… I can’t help but to cry out as I bend my back upward with joy.
I can’t believe that he’s giving me this sort of attention: god, but I’ve wanted him for so long. I’m still trying to wrap my mind around the fact that he’s using his mouth on me when he begins to move lower, pressing loving kisses to my abdomen… “Paul?” I query.
I feel him smile against my skin. “Sorry, honey, but I just HAVE to cash in that ‘rain check’ from earlier”
I know what he intends to do, but I still whimper with excitement as he spreads my legs with his big, calloused hands. He settles himself between my thighs and kisses my mound…
“Paul, you don’t have to” I breathe.
“Are you kidding?” he retorts, chuckling softly. “Baby, I’ve wanted to eat you for so long, you don’t even know”
I can understand where he’s coming from: lying back on the mattress, I do my best to relax even though I’m completely stirred up by his actions…
Paul leans down and runs his tongue over my pussy from my entrance to my clit, pausing to gently suck at the bundle of nerves.
His movements take my breath away: I place my hands on his head, his short hair under my fingertips. “Oh god…”
“You taste so good, babe” he confesses, blowing cool air over my sex. “I want to make you come so badly”
Damn, but his words turn me on: I mew loudly as he goes after me once more, running his tongue over my pussy. He goes back and forth between laving me and focusing on my clit. I don’t think that I’ve ever had a man go after me like this, so that I’m overwhelmed with pleasure. It doesn’t take long before he has made me into a quivering mess… “Oh, Paul” I whine, drawing my nails over his scalp. “Oh my god…”
He growls into me happily and reaches upward, covering my breasts with his hands as he works at me with his mouth.
God damn, he’s so fucking good at this…
“I want you to come on my tongue” Paul groans. “Please, baby… I need to make your sweet pussy come”
He has me right on the edge of a tremendous orgasm: for some reason, I’m fighting it, as if I’m afraid to let him have a little piece of my heart. He senses this, though…
“Please give it to me” Paul begs. “There’s nothing to be concerned about: I swear to you, honey, I’m going to be so good to you…”
I can’t hold on, not when he’s pleading for me to come for him… I place my hands over his on my breasts and allow myself to go over the edge. I scream with my ecstasy as wave after wave washes over me: it has never been so good before. He sucks on my clit in order to heighten my bliss and I involuntarily clamp down on his head with my thighs…
He growls predatorily at my reactions, even as my fingernails dig deeply into the flesh of his hands so hard that it has to hurt… Paul stays with me through my orgasm: when it has ended, he does his best to extend my bliss by kissing my inner thighs tenderly and sucking at my skin.
I’m gasping for air and my entire body feels warm and boneless in the aftermath… It takes me a moment to come back to myself: Paul is resting his chin on my abdomen and watching me as I try to regain my senses.
“So beautiful… Thank you, baby” he breathes, grinning up at me.
“I should be thanking you” I retort, gently releasing his hands from my grasp. “That was fucking incredible”
“I’m so glad that you enjoyed” Paul answers.
“There’s no way that I couldn’t… you have no idea how good you are”
As I watch, he blushes and lowers his gaze to my belly. “It’s sweet of you to say”
“It’s the truth” I aver, taking hold of his jaws and bringing him up to kiss me. Our tongues tangle together: I can taste myself on his lips and tongue and it’s delicious. As we embrace, we caress one another’s bodies with our hands until Paul tenderly pulls back from me.
“May I make love to you?” he queries, running the fingertips of his right hand over my lips.
Oh, but I know that I’ll lose part of my heart to him if he goes inside of me… but I simply can’t deny him. “Oh, yes” I agree.
Paul smiles at me and rolls to my left on the bed to get out of his boxers. He pauses for a moment to stroke himself once: dear god, but as I watch him, my pussy is literally aching to be around his cock. “Are you safe, baby?” he inquires. “I have something if you’re not”
“No worries: I’m on the pill” I inform, reaching for him.
He climbs over my body slowly to build the anticipation between us. I can’t help but to kiss him again, deeply, as he maneuvers his hips between my legs. Paul props himself up on his arms over me, giving me a chance to stroke his muscular chest with my palms. I have to say, I really like that he has let his chest hair grow in after so many years: it’s sexy as hell.
“I’m going to go slow at first” he vows, pulling back and kissing the hollow of my throat. “I hope you don’t mind… it’s just that I’ve been dreaming of this for so long…”
“You don’t have to explain” I counter softly, cradling his head in my hands. “I understand…”
Paul takes hold of his cock with his right hand: the first thing that he does makes me squirm with delight. He draws his cockhead over my pussy softly, starting with my clit and then moving down. “My god, you’re so wet” he muses.
“You made me that way” I retort, wrapping my legs around his waist with bliss. “You’d be surprised how often you do that to me”
“Tell me” he entreats, teasing me once more with the tip of his dick.
This time I can’t keep from moaning, but I still manage to find my voice. “The way you look at me, the sound of your voice… sometimes you get me wet in meetings. I’m always afraid that the others will realize how I react to you”
Oh, but he likes my admission: Paul growls lowly and leans up over me so that he can look into my eyes. “I thought it was just me” he confesses. “Sometimes at the end of those meetings, I have to stay seated a while and hope that my cock will calm down so that I can walk out of the room without everyone seeing how hard I am for you”
Reaching up with my right hand, I gently stroke his jaw. “No more pretending for either of us” I reply. “We’re here together, and we’re going to find out just how good it feels to fuck one another”
I receive a passionate kiss for my words, his tongue making love to mine…
“Mmm, baby… I want to put just the head inside of you” Paul proclaims. “Would you like that?”
I nod yes: there’s a delicious moment of tension in which I feel him pressed to my entrance, and then he does just what he said he would, pushing his cockhead into me. I moan at the sensation, and I’m reminded once more that he’s bigger than the last man that I was with… this is going to be intense for me.
“So tight” he laments, closing his eyes with ecstasy. “Shit, honey, I haven’t been with a woman like you in so fucking long”
I know what he needs to hear, and frankly, I can’t help myself. “Please give me more” I beg, caressing his face. “I need it: I need you”
My statement definitely satisfies him, because he acquiesces with a nod and slowly fills me a bit more. We both gasp at the sensation and I instinctually clamp down on him with my inner muscles.
“Oh, fuck!” he swears, pressing his forehead to mine. “Oh, baby…”
I know that he wants to go slow, but my pussy is aching for him: using my legs, which I have locked around him, I try to pull him further into me. Damn it, he’s resisting and I’m no match for him when it comes to muscular strength…
Paul chuckles at my action and speaks, his voice drenched with pleasure. “You want more, don’t you?”
He’s teasing me, but I’m not angry about it: it’s perfectly clear to me that he needs me to desire him. Instead of growing frustrated, I play along.
“Yes, I want more” I breathe, placing my left hand on his upper back and digging my nails into his flesh. “I want all of you… I want all of your big, hard cock inside of me”
Again, I’ve said the right thing to him: Paul pushes forward ever so gently until he is completely buried in my heat and then he goes still.
“Oh my god” I cry, trying not to lose it as a shiver of bliss goes down my spine. “You’re so fucking big”
“Sweet baby, your pussy is so tight… You’ve got to give me a minute, or I’ll just come in you the second I move”
Mmm, I don’t mind waiting for the moment: it gives me a chance to run my hands over his upper body and feel how strong he is. I can tell that he’s desperately trying to maintain control of himself, so I use the time to place loving kisses on his face and neck. Yes, he needs sexual contact with me, but I can also sense that he’s starved for affection, so I give it to him, whispering compliments about his body in his ear…
“Babe” he whispers, pushing himself up with his arms so that he can see my face. “You’re everything that I thought you’d be”
I grin up at him and massage the back of his neck with my hands.
“Are you ready for me?” he queries.
“Oh, yes…”
Paul pulls his hips back slowly and then thrusts back into me with the same languid pace. The both of us moan with pleasure: I find myself digging my nails into his skin. He’s much bigger than my previous lovers, and his cock is pressing against something extremely sensitive within me as he moves.
“Baby… goddamn, your pussy feels so good…” he gasps.
I see him wince with bliss, and it only makes me want him more. “Your cock feels fucking amazing” I retort, gently pushing my hips up into his. “Oh my god”
“I’ve wanted you – wanted this- for so long. Even before she told me that she wanted us to fuck other people”
His confession touches my heart and forces a flood of desire through me: in retrospect, it seems strange that we’ve been interested in one another for so long. In all honesty, I’ve been attracted to Paul since before we met, since the days when I used to watch him on television. Never in a million years would I have believed at that time that I would one day work for him, much less be in his bed.
Paul lowers his head and runs his tongue over my lips until I open my mouth for him, and then we’re lost in a hot kiss…
“Faster?” he asks, pulling back once he has thoroughly explored my mouth. “Harder?”
I nod frantically, unable to speak: I’m completely mesmerized by him and the ecstasy that he’s giving me. As he begins to thrust with greater speed and power, I find myself whining in the back of my throat.
“Oh, honey… I don’t know how long I can last” he admits. “It has just been so long: but I’m not going to come until you do”
I have to make a concerted effort to talk because the sensations I’m feeling are so overwhelming. His cock is touching me in ways that I’ve never felt before. I’ve started trembling and I’m on the edge of an intense orgasm. “Paul… Oh my god… Please, I’m so close… Please, harder…”
He gives a contented growl. “Anything you want, baby… anything at all…”
He barrels into me with all of his strength, which is more than enough to make me lose control. I scream his name and hold him close, my nails cutting into the skin on his shoulders. My body shakes and spasms in turn as my pussy contracts hard around his cock in an attempt to milk him of his fluid. It has never been this good before, never this soul-wrenching…
Paul manages to say “oh my god” and then I hear him roar with bliss. I hear him grunt and I feel his cock pulse inside of me as he comes jet after jet… Lowering his head, he bites down into the junction of my neck and shoulder, unable to control himself.
We don’t come around from our haze of pleasure for quite a while: Paul does so first. Mumbling something about not wanting to crush me, he rolls us onto our sides. The movement is enough to send an aftershock of pleasure through me, and I find myself reacting by gasping and clawing at him.
“Easy” he soothes, lazily rubbing my back.
I nod so that he knows that I heard him and then I press my face to his chest, trying to give myself a moment to hide and regroup. I don’t know exactly what he just did to me, but I’m a total mess.
“Think I was hitting your g spot” he muses softly, almost as if he knows what I’m pondering. “I hope it didn’t scare you”
Oh, I can’t help but to laugh. “Are you kidding?” I squeak out, still pressed to him.
I hear him chuckle above me. “I didn’t know that you’re so sensitive” he continues, still apologizing.
“Paul, stop” I interrupt, even as I fight to get my breathing back to normal. “You just gave me the best orgasm of my life… don’t apologize”
He tilts me back enough so that he can see my face and places his left hand on my cheek. “Sweetheart, you were incredible, too” Paul praises.
I can feel that our connection is warm and sticky: he gave me another big load of come, and I love it.
I accept the tender kiss that he gives me, moaning at his flavor.
“I want this to be an ongoing thing” he states when he lets me back up. “I want to make love to you over and over…”
“Definitely” I purr in response, rubbing his chest. “I think this is going to be a mutually satisfying agreement”
Yes, I’m being impertinent: Paul laughs at my comment, though, which is what I was going for.
“Naughty girl” he chastises, tucking my head under his chin. “Get some sleep now, honey… we both need it”
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