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STARCROSSED LOVERS

She sighed looking at him blood on his lip and streaked on the side of his face.

She touched him as he looked at her, her head turning to glare at the ring. As they walked in the back she turned, holding his face again gently in her hands. His lip was busted pretty good, it happened when Punk gave him the GTS.

“You’re gonna need stitches.” She muttered softly

“I’m ok.”

“You good?” They looked at Solo. Standing with T, Jacob and Bronson.

“I’m good.”

“He needs stitches.” She said looking at Solo.

“Aight go handle it.” She nodded taking his hand and pulling him away and down the hall to the trainer. She sat him down and grabbed something and cleaned up the side of his face. Gently pulling his lip down a tad seeing the cut not too bad but just enough he’d need a few stitches.

“My little nurse.”

“Shush it.” She looked up at the med team. “He’s gonna need stitches.” She said holding a gauze to his lip. His hands resting on her hips.

“Ok Tama let’s get you laid back and checked out.” He laid down on the medical table as she dabbed his lip. One of the staff checking him.

“Looks like a bit of a fat lip”

“Yeah it feels like a big ol fat lip.” He replied laughing.

“We’ll get you fixed up if you need to rinse your mouth out or somethin go ahead.”

“Nah I’m good.” They numbed his lip and she saw his nose twitch slightly in discomfort a silent indication he was in fact a little in pain. “go ahead.”

“We gotta let it kick in.” Sge said softly touching his head thumb brushing his hairline.

“Oh ok I’ll wait.” After a moment the put something over his face leaving his bottom lip out “hey is it cool if she does’it?” The trainer looked at her

“Um Tama she-“

“She was a nurse she can do it I promise.”

“I used to be but I can do it. You sure you want me to do this and not them they are the pros.” She asked looking at him moving the cover off his face.

“Yeah.” She put on gloves and took the stuff she needed from the team member before looking down at him,

“This might pinch a bit.”

“Babygirl just do it.” He replied. She sighed as she slowly started to work concentrating on what she was doing.

“What the fuck?”

“Shhh shut the hell up.” She sternly said not looking up. Knowing the guys had came in probably to check on him

“I didn’t know she couldn’t that” she heard Bronson say, his accent standing out.

“She used to be a nurse back in the day.” She concentrated and was done within ten minutes. She was actually kinda surprised with herself. She hadn’t done something like that in a long time. She had done nursing school while training back in the day so she’d have a plan B if wrestling ever failed or when she retired because even if she did make it which she had she knew it wouldn’t be forever, and she’d volunteered helping out during the pandemic making money while we were on lockdown because she was a stickler for saving and having a backup. Frugal as ever then again growing up broke as fuck and poor made you work your ass off to never experience that shit again.

“You did good Cami.” The other worker said looking at her and glancing over him.

“Thanks.” She took the cover off his face as he laid there.

“If it bleeds just use something to apply pressure.” She said as he looked from the medical team to her

“Ok”

“Your lips are very vascular-“ he sat up smirking

“Yeah I got those luscious lips.” He said laughing “they’re really luscious now.” He joked to the camera that had been in here “my wife is gonna love this” he got down laughing and then checked over the stitches looking at her “thanks.”

“You’re welcome.” She replied as she tossed the gloves and washed her hands feeling his eyes on her. After she was done she headed to change and get ready for the taping, they were taping an extra show so everyone could have off next week for the holiday but then heading straight to Canada for the pay per view. Jacob was scheduled to win the match against Jey so the new Bloodline had the advantage for the War Games match. After the show finally ended it was getting a bit late, they had good fans she’d give them that they stayed engaged for all that shit all those hours. They rode to the hotel Tama and her in the backseat where his hand touched her thigh making her look at him. “Stop.” She mouthed nodding her head towards the front to rows where the other were, his brother literally sitting in front of them. He leaned over whispering

“I’m coming to your room.”

“Tama.”

“Shh.” He held his finger to his lips. She sighed knowing arguing was useless. Getting to the hotel she parted from the guys going to her room. She took a shower washing off the makeup and relaxing the warm water soothing. She got ready for bed and was watching tv when there was a knock at the door. She sighed debating on ignoring it until it sounded a little harder and cause her to got up. She already knew who it was, late nights like this had been happening for a few months now. She opened it as he gently pushed her inside lips meeting hers before he pulled back grimacing in pain. His lip lightly bleeding. She sighed going and getting a washcloth and holding it to his lip

“Stupid, did ya forget you had stitches.”

“For a second yeah.”

“Does it hurt?”

“A little bit, I’m ok.”

“Ya know we shouldn’t be doing this.” She replied as he moved the rag pulling her into him kissing her neck “stop that.” She scolded

“Give me one good reason why baby.” He replied lowly nipping at her neck as she tried to not moan.

“You’re married that’s why.” He pulled back looking at her, the look in his eye unreadable. But what was he gonna argue she was right, this wasn’t right and they damn sure shouldn’t be doing it because if it was her and she was married and the man she married was rendezvousing with another woman; a coworker at that she’d be plotting his fucking murder.

“Man you know since I came home from Japan shit ain’t been right, me being around more we argue guess she was used to me barley there now I’m there every week. We good baby.”

“Tama I’m being serious this isn’t right.”

“What up with you tonight cause you ain’t complained before. You ain’t said nothing aside from the first night and we been doing this shit for four months”

“I, it don’t make it right you have a wife.”

“You the woman in front on me right now ain’t chu, and don’t act like you don’t like my dick pounding your guts every fucking night, the way you whimper, moan, cry out for more, the way your nails dig into my back while you’re crying out for daddy shaking in my arms as I make you cum over and over again.” His words were making her crack as he spoke. Right now she couldn’t stand his sexy ass because he was calling it all out and knew damn well she couldn’t deny it, his dick game was beyond amazing. She’d never had a man make her cum the way he could, from his tongue to his fingers to his dick. She couldn’t deny he was right; she’d be lying if she even tried.

“You have three kids.”

“Who are irrelevant to this moment and conversation.”

“Tama.”

“I swear to god I’m fixing bust my mouth back open shutting you up.”

“You can’t do that don’t rip them. You gotta chill. You shouldn’t really be talking so damn much, you need to keep it clean, no pressure no hot food or salty or spicy clean it carefully and rinse with warm ish water every time you eat and you gotta eat soft food tomorrow.”

“Ok nurse Cami.”

“I’m serious and because I know you strenuous activity and definitely no kissing or eating pussy til it’s better.”

“So I guess I’m just fucking you huh, that sucks I kinda like kissing you and I damn sure like the way you taste.”

“Tama.”

“Shh, stop being so moral suddenly you’ve been fucking me for months don’t get all remorseful now that shit was out the window four months ago.”

“I-“

“Shit I wanna kiss you and leave my mark all over you.” He pulled her to him

“Tama.”

“Camille.” He said back in the same tone. “I know you well enough, you can stand there being self righteous and say you don’t want me but I guarantee you’re dripping and wanting nothing more than my dick buried deep inside you.” Before she could retort he’d pulled her into his lap and reversed their position so he was on top of her. He peeled his shirt off tossing it as she let her eyes rake over his frame. Cocky little shit but fuck was he fine as hell. Caramel skin, toned defined abs, strong arms, the intricate tattoo adorning his right bicep. His handsome ass face, his thick plump lips even now looking kissable as hell, his dark eyes chocolate pools currently holding desire and the crowd feet lines by his eyes. He was breathtaking. “Tell me you don’t want me, tell me you don’t care, tell me to leave.” He challenged quietly, deep voice reverberating through his chest. His mouth twisting in a smirk as he spoke. “Exactly.” He said hands tugging and the small nightgown she had on. “You can’t because I’m right.” His fingers trailing up her thigh as goosebumps broke out over her skin. She gasped gripping his arm as his fingers brushed over her core moving the thing fabric to the side. “Just what I knew, wet as fuck.”

“Tama.”

“Shh, let me have you.” He sighed nudging her head with his own

“Tama.” She moaned out softly as his fingers curled deliciously into her gspot making her close her eyes, her legs opening ever slightly more as he further settled between her thighs, her back arching off the bed. She lightly rocked her hips moaning again as his thumb pressed into her clit rubbing circles in tune with his finger delving into her stringing her along. “Fuck.” Her stomach tightening as pleasure slowly washed over her leaving her whimpering against his neck as she kissed it nipping the spot that made him groan. Her eyes closed savoring the feeling knowing she was going to cum, eyes shooting open as he stopped right as she was teetering the precipice of ecstasy. “What the-“

“Nah baby you gonna cum on my dick.” He said popping his fingers in his mouth that dangerous tongue snaking out cleaning the long digits of her pleasure. He pulled the nightgown as she sat up letting him take it off. He then moved standing up as he tugged his pants open letting them and the black boxer briefs he wore hit the floor as he kicked them off, his hard cock springing free lighting moving and precum forming at the tip. She bit her lip eyes trailing from his dick up his smooth stomach, his chest, broad shoulders, plump lips and finally settling on his darkness currently filled with lust and slight cockiness. He crawled back up the bed pulling her legs around his waist as he lightly ran his hard cock over her center pulling a moan from her lips as he nudged her clit.

“Please.” She whimpered softly

“Please what?”

“Fuck me, please.” She pleaded head tossing back and her back arching as he did it again while one of his hands twisted and pulled her nipple with just the right pressure. “Tama.mmmm.” She moaned loudly as he slid inside her him uttering a soft grunt as her pussy contracted around his dick fluttering as he split her open delicately letting her adjust to his size. He always appreciated the way her pussy gripped his dick almost like she was specifically made to take his dick and his dick only, ecstasy he could dream about. He fucked into her a bit roughly calculated thrust mixed with an occasional twist in his hips as he grinded into her letting her feel every delicious inch of him inside her warm gushy walls. He angled his hips smirking into her neck as she gasped out letting him immediately know by the sound let alone the flutter her pussy made around his dick that he was stroking her got with excellent precision. “Tama.” She moaned hands sliding down his broad back gripping the small of his back in her hands nails leaving crescent shapes in their wake.

Tama felt her nipping at his neck kissing but making sure to not leave a mark. Always careful always mindful. He really wished he could smash his lips to hers swallow the moans she released liking feeling it as much as hearing it. Her tongue licking his pulse point had him choking out a groan

“Cami.” He growled in warning. She kept it up and she wouldn’t be walking tomorrow.

“Tama.” She moaned “I’m gonna cum.” His name sounded so good when she moaned it. A sound he wish he could tape a repeat although his mind repeated that sound and the look in her face more times than he’d care to admit. Many times picturing her face over the last few months if he was with his wife. Camille was a drug, his drug and like any addict he couldn’t get enough.

“Cum on my dick baby, fuck; so good.” He grunted hips slamming into hers wanting to feel her come undone around him. His ego soaring through the roof as she clung to him crying out in ecstasy as she came. His grip on her hips tightening as he worked towards his own orgasm knowing he’d make her cum one more time. He’d love to pull out bend her little ass over as make her grip the sheets while she screamed the walls down but he wouldn’t see her for days and he loved the feel of those long legs wrapped around him, her honey wheat colored skin and amber colored eyes a hypnosis of exotic sultriness. His pace fastening as he gripped her wrist in his hand holding her down she was coming close to breaking skin and leaving marks on his back, marks he wouldn’t be able to explain. “You love this don’t you, your mine.”

“Yes!”she cried out. His head bending to capture on of her nipples in his mouth his expert tongue twirling around it while he let his teeth gently tug the sensitive flesh as she whined. Every whimper and moan passenger lips turning him on. The tingling down his spine his balls tightening as he drew closer to his release.

“You look so fucking good. Cum for me baby, let me feel you again.”

“Ta-“ he silenced her with a kiss hissing out a low moan as he stilled against her, hot ropes of cum painting her gushy walls as she tightened around him body lightly shaking, him branding her as the came damn near together his chest thudding against her. The copper taste in his mouth letting him know he’d popped his stitches knowing she had blood on her and probably in her mouth now, slightly grossed but at the moment he couldn’t care she was getting too loud and she felt so good and he’d wanted to feel her lips on his. He pulled back slowly pulling out of her and rolling onto his back next to her. Both breathing heavy he turned his head as she slowly opened her eyes head turning to him. “You busted them.”

“I know I couldn’t help it.” He replied stroking her face. He liked she’d worry about him, she was caring. He watched as she got up going to grab a towel and she held the rag to his lip yet again. She turned the lamp on as he squinted an eye in displeasure at the brightness. Her fingers pulling his lip as she gently inspected the wound. “Is it bad.”

“No you got lucky but no more ok, you lucky it didn’t fully bust I don’t wanna have to de do them. Have a little restraint.” She scolded as he smirked. “Go rinse your mouth out.” He got up listening, not caring about his nakedness and embracing it. He made his way back to her pulling her into his arms as he relaxed.

“Get some sleep beautiful.” He responded gently kissing her head as to not hurt himself. His lip lokey on fire something he’d never admit. He pulled her to lay on him letting his fingers trail up and down her spine as they slowly drifted to sleep

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