Randy Orton: Unconditionally

Chapter thirty-eight

Chapter thirty-eight

I will warn you, this chapter will get a little steamy and might be X rated. MIGHT. This is probably the most racistest I’ve ever done. After all the WWE is all about the drama and the fun lol

Randy’s P.O.V

            My heart pound, with the tightness of my skin burning from the wet humidity. I splash a tub of water on my body, drenching me from top to bottom. Emily, where is Emily. I saw her head face down in a tub; she had something coming out of her mouth, she leaned against the wall, sighing. With all my strength I went to her.

            She gasped once I touched her shoulder, she sighed out of breath. “I threw up…” she groaned. I caressed her damp hair. Her eyes were softly shut, as she laid her head on the wall.

“Is it over?” she said.

I smiled, “Yeah, baby…it is.” She sighed, her chest inflating in and out.

“Orton!” A voice came.

            Bray, with blood and sweat stormed over to us. I grabbed Emily and pushed her behind me. I did not have much in me, but I would give my last breath for my Viperess. Bray grabbed my skin and pinned me to the wall.

“She is mine!” His voice deep and demonic. I growled, my body shaking; touch much adreline.

Emily came up from behind Bray; her foot going up into his groan. He released me, as I moved out of the way. Emily wrapped Bray around in her legs that glowed red.

            “I’m not afraid of you anymore!” She screamed. She wrapped her arms around Bray’s and pulled his long hair back.

“This is for my familia!” She cried. I bent down to Bray, growling softly, “She’s mine and will always be!” Emily released him. He still not gave up as he chased us down the hall. Our shoes squeaked against the floor as I grabbed her and swigged her on top of the RV. I climbed on top as he laid down flat; the top of our heads touching.

            Bray’s footsteps circled us; slowly we entered the emergency hatch of the RV. No one was in it. Bray’s shadow was cast outside the RV. Emily’s breathing became noticeable; I held her close insuring her nothing will happen. After a while Bray vanished. It was the last time anyone has ever saw him, me and Emily too.

            Emily sighed out of relief, “I’m so proud of you…” I whispered afraid Bray may hear. I don’t have any more strength in me. Emily looked at me, her eyes sparkling with the dying heat.

“It’s hot…” I said.

“Yeah…” Emily sighed.

            Our foreheads touched, a huge amount of tension built up in the room, not an awkward tension. A soft and so strong tension, a beautiful love tension; it radiated off Emily. I never felt like this about any other women. Emily will be the first I’ll do it with and feel that sweet sensation. I let my hands travel down her slim back, she let out a sigh, a tremble sigh. I found it hard to breath. Our lips came close, feeling it tingle.

            “Randy, Emily” John called. I gritted my teeth together as Emily strongly pulled away. I stood still in trance. Eventually, we went to the medics. My rib caged felt sore every time someone would touch it. A minor bruising but nothing to serious, I just needed to take it easy for the next couple of days. They taped some ice packs to my right rib cage. Emily on the other hand did not cooperate with the medics.

            “Emily…” I said firmly. She did not hear me; I hop off the table as she pushed the guy away from her. She did not want blood drawn from her,

“We are afraid you might have a little stomach bug, miss just to be clear that your puking was a result of the flu we need your blood.”

“I told you, why don’t you run your fingers through that thick beard and see if you can hold your food down!” Emily hissed.

            The man sighed, “Emily, come on honey…” I said. She glared at me, sighing. I covered her eyes with my free hand as the man drawed her blood. Emily gritted her teeth feeling the sting of the needle pierce her skin.

“Shh…” after the night was over and Emily was cleared of the stomach flu, we went home. It was two thirty in the morning and we were both wide awake.

            I relaxed on the bed, taking in deep breaths. My left arm above my head, and my right arm on my side; perfectly still, my breathing suddenly became heavy when Emily came into the room. She wore a black long, t-shirt which said,

“The JVC” her hair wet and her body shimmering. She looked increably sexy which made me fidget and the room became hotter.

            “Those stupid medics said I was cleared.” Emily grunted, putting clothes in her pack.

“That’s good” my voice horse. I realized I had no spit.

She put her hands on her hips, “How’s your…side?”

“All better…” I smiled. That tension came back, and it was stronger, I knew she had to feel it too. She smiled giving a small scoff.

            Awkwardly she went around the bed, as if she was going to put something on my burior. I couldn’t take it I had to have her. I pulled her arm forcing her to fall on me, placing my lips on hers; forcing them together. I did not have to say I want her, she knew I did and she felt the same. I moved my hand up her thigh giving a firm squeeze to her ass. She groaned softly in between our kissing.

            She growled pulling away, putting both legs at my sides, taking off her shirt. I was trance by her beauty; this innocent girl was not so innocent.

“I won’t…do it if you don’t want me too.” She placed her lips on mine, giving me permission to do so. I turned off the lights, only the moonlight was glowing. It was too much for me, as I gripped the bed post, breaking the wood.

            She moaned my name seductively; I felt my body go numb, as my head tilt back. I pushed her on the bed climbing on top of her, her legs wrapped around me. She was like a wild animal, growing seductively. I bet it hurt like hell though. I tried being gentle, but she cried for it to go faster and harder. Her fingernails dig into the bed, causing it to rip apart. It turned me on even more. Eventually she started to moan in Spanish.

“Let me hear more of that, baby” I groaned.

            Suddenly, it was calm. I suddenly realized the AC went out and the heat built up in the room. The windows were fogged and the plants dripped water. The bed was torn and damaged. As I looked at Emily; sweat dripped from my nose onto her face, she was out of breath. Her eyes slightly shut; running my hand through her drenched hair. I just had one of the most amazing experience in my life.

“I love you…” I said, firmly.

“I love you…” she whispered. I gave her a kiss, before laying my forehead against hers.

            I have never felt like this about anyone, not even my own wife! I never laid naked before in bed with my wife, even before Aliana was born. I could’ve felt Emily’s body all night, which I did. We stayed up all night, talking seemed easier with her. We stayed up until the sun came up, by then we were practically asleep.

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            Things were perfect now between Randy and me. He was literally my best friend, they normally say having a best friend and the love of your life is one of the greatest feelings ever. And it is, even though I did not use any protection with Randy, and it was my first time; actually it didn’t even hurt. Things were perfect but a new dilemma was about to begin…