CRISS ANGEL *IMAGINES* BOOK 5

~IMAGINE~{29}

It was your 23 birthday and your friends took you to a club where you thought they were taking you just to share a few drinks and some laughs, but what you didn't know was that they secretly paid the owner to have a very sexy guy toss you in the mud wrestling ring. But that wasn't going to happen until a little later. First came the huge birthday cake, and the bringing in of the presents, you loved all your friends but you hated, when they bought you very embarrassing gag gifts for you, and everyone in the club saw it when you opened it. Not to mention all the laughs they gave you when you turned beet red from the embarrassment of the gifts.

Then came the dancing and the drinking part of the party, which was what you thought was the highlight of your night, now that you were nice and drunk. But it wasn't even close, for after you had what you thought was your final dance before calling it a night when suddenly a pair of string hands lifts you up into the air like you were weightless, and before you could see or know what was going on, you were dropped into the mud inside the mud wrestling ring. After you wiped your face off you looked up at the jerk that tossed you in and was about to cuss him out but went silent very quickly when you saw that it was none other than Criss Angel looking down at you with a cheesy ass grin on his face.

Then he removed his shirt and jumped in with you, and the messy fun began, after a while you thought you had him pinned, but now that he was all muddy and slick he slid right out from under you and was instantly on top of you. You were laughing so hard as you were trying to slide out of his grip you couldn't breathe very good, but every time you tried to pat the muddy floor letting him know that you gave up, he would wrap your arm up with his, so you couldn't reach the floor to tap out, and kept roughhousing with you. Your friends were cheering, laughing, and rooting you on, knowing that Criss wasn't one for giving up or losing. But you were tired of tasting mud, so you turned around and used your butt to push him up far enough so that he slid off and lost his grip on you.

Criss did a sliding run trying to pull you back in before you made it all the way out of the ring, you screeched out and told him to let go, telling him that you had enough mud and said he won the match...so Criss let go of you only instead of falling out of the ring you fell backward and landed right on him, and back down in the mud you both went. Criss chuckled as he told you talk about falling off your feet for him. Then he gently wiped some of the mud out of your face. You looked deeply into his hazel eyes and wiped the mud out of his hair but remained silent. You both tried to get up, but kept slipping back down again.

After the third try you both finally made it out of the ring and he pulled you to him and thanked you for the awesome sexy wrestling with him because he hadn't that much fun in years, then he added that he also got a bonus because the dumbasses actually paid him to do it, when in all reality he would have done that for free. You thought your birthday party was over, but you were wrong again, because after you and Criss got cleaned up he used the money they gave him and took you out for a nice romantic dinner, then took you to a movie. But the best part of it all, was when he pulled you in his arms and gave you a deep, long, and extremely passionate kiss, along with the after dark pleasures that you didn't think he would really give you. Then to make things a little more special he even made you breakfast in bed the next morning.