Luck of the Irish (Becky Lynch x Male Reader)

Chapter 8🍋

It's roughly 9 o'clock by the time you make it to your hotel room. Leah is on the phone, and you try to make out as much of the conversation as you can.

"Of course we can meet up tomorrow," she says, followed by a girlish giggle. "It'll be fine! You worry too much."

"Hey babe," you say halfheartedly from across the room. Leah jumps and turns to you, then groans and flips you off.

"I'll have to call you back," she says hastily. She hangs up before the person on the other end of the line has a chance to respond. "You shouldn't sneak up on me like that! You know how I am!"

"Couldn't resist," you say, cracking a tiny grin. You take a seat in the desk chair and begin to scroll through your Twitter mentions, occasionally interacting with a post or two.

"You're an asshole, Y/N."

"I know. Who was that, anyway?"

"As if I would tell you," she retorts playfully. You think about it as the room grows silent. Leah starts typing away on her phone's keyboard, so she must be texting someone. Maybe it's that same person she was on the phone with?

Now sitting in the desk chair, you scroll through your Twitter feed as you ponder that phone call. You only caught the tail end of the conversation, so you might be missing some important context, but it didn't sound like she was talking to one of her normal friends. Her voice sounded more eager than that. Ugh, over-analysis is exhausting.

"I'm gonna go shower," Leah finally says after about 20 minutes of silence. You nod and watch her gather a change of clothes for when she's done. It takes a couple minutes for the water to start running, and by then your imagination has already kicked into overdrive.

Come to think of it, you could also use a shower! You gather your own change of clothes and slip into the bathroom, which is basically a sauna at this point.

After stripping down you hop into the shower with her. She turns to you not in surprise, but in annoyance.

"It really took you this long?" she asked, an eyebrow raised. You don't reply, but instead pull her wet body close and kiss her neck. Leah moans softly in your ear. "Mmm... it was worth the wait."

"I'm glad you think so." You reach down and run a finger along her slit, causing her to shudder.

"Enough with the foreplay. I need to be fucked," Leah demands, turning around with her ass out and her hands on the shower wall for support. You waste no time pleasing your mistress; you guide your cock right into her pussy and begin to fuck her.

"Shit..." you groan as your cock slides back and forth in her perfect cunt. The sounds of Leah's moans combined with the feeling of the warm water running down your bodies is amazing.

"Ahh... fuck, Y/N... you really fucking needed this, huh?" she says, moaning loudly as you relentlessly pound her. You're so into it that you're barely holding back. Hell, you have to hold onto her hips just to keep your balance. "Oh God, I'm close... faster Y/N!"

So much for holding back. You thrust into her even faster, almost causing Leah to lose her balance. She can barely even stay upright as you rail her cunt, giving it almost everything you've got.

"Just like that! Oh my God, FUCK!!" Leah screams as she reaches her orgasm. Her entire body tenses up, and you're basically holding her up as you continue pounding her pussy. Her orgasm subsides after a few moments, and you slow way down.

"I don't think anyone heard," you joke. In response, Leah flips you off without looking up.

"Since we're in the shower... I'm gonna let you do this one time, and one time only..." she says, breathing heavily. She looks back up at you and finishes, "Fuck me in the ass."

"Careful what you wish for..." you reply, lining your cock up with her asshole. Both of you draw sharp breaths as you guide it inside, and once it's in Leah moans loudly.

"Fuck, it actually fits," she groans. "Now fuck me, baby..."

"Yes ma'am," you reply with a grin. You know that you're nearing the finish line, so you decide to give her everything you've got. As you begin to thrust into her tight hole, you lean forward and fondle her big tits. It catches Leah off guard, but she lets you grope her as you speed up.

"Ahh... f-fuck... Y/N, you're gonna make me cum again..." she mutters, trying to keep her composure despite all the pleasure she's receiving from you.

"Am I?" you ask in a cocky tone. Leah can't even muster up a reply at this point, so you decide to push her over the edge again. Your right hand begins to slide down her stomach... all the way down to her pussy.

"Fuck!" she cries out as your finger starts to tease her clit. It's too much for her to handle, so within a few seconds she cries out louder and cums again. Once she regains her wits, she looks back at you and says, "I know you're close... cum in me..."

She's right, you've been holding back your orgasm up until this point, but it's time to really give it to her. You pound her little asshole harder and faster, trying to scramble her already fried brain.

Finally, with a loud groan, you thrust deep into Leah's ass and erupt. She moans loudly as she feels your cum start to fill her tight hole.

"Holy shit, Y/N..." Is all that she is able to manage. She turns around and leans against the wall, trying to catch her breath. You only smile and begin to wash yourself while the water's still nice and hot.

[SOME TIME LATER]

After you're done with your "shower", the two of you climb into bed and turn on the TV. You lost the race to the remote, so Leah turns on some random TLC show and immediately dozes off.

Since you're not extremely tired as of this moment in time, you grab your phone off the charger with the intent to scroll through Twitter some more. However, you find a text from Trinity. Why would your girlfriend's best friend be sending you a text?

Trinity: yo, u still up?

You: yeah, why?

Trinity: i think leah been doin somethin shady

You: tf you mean 'shady'?

Trinity: cant prove it yet but yo girl been wheelin my man

You: ?

Trinity: like i said i cant prove it. just keep an eye on her for me

You: sure, and you're positive that this is happening?

Trinity: only about 75%