“I
hate you,
And
you hate me,
It’s
all in the family.”
“...every
customer welcome... Queen of
hardcore but movies don’t count...” Stephanie
McMahon-Helmsley muttered as she walked through the lobby of the hotel she was
staying in to the elevators. “He
thinks he’s so clever, insulting me, humiliating me on international
television. I hate him.
I hate Chris Jericho.”
Finally
the elevator doors pinged open and Stephanie entered, glad to be away from the
watchful stares of those in the lobby. She
may have been talking to herself but she wasn’t going mad.
She had good reason to be upset and annoyed she thought as she leaned
over and pressed the button for her floor.
She quickly arrived on her floor and started walking down the corridor.
“Oh
great. This is just what I need.”
Stephanie thought to herself when she saw Chris Jericho confidently
striding down the corridor towards her.
“Hello
Stephanie.”
“Hello
Jericho.”
“On
your own tonight? Not entertaining
the troops?” Jericho asked,
mocking her.
“No,
I thought I’d have a quiet night in not that it’s any of your business what
I do.”
“But
it does matter to me.” He said in
a very insincere tone of voice. “If
you’re cheating on dear Hunter I’ll be so distraught that my favourite
couple are heading for the divorce courts.”
“Have
I ever told you how much I hate you?” Stephanie asked, fixing him with her
best hard nosed stare.
“It
has been mentioned yeah.” He
chuckled. “Shame really,
We could be so good together.”
“I
wouldn’t want to jeopardise your long term relationship with your hand.”
“That’s
my girl Steph. Fling those insults
right back at me. I have a question
for you actually.”
Stephanie
sighed heavily, already anticipating the sort of question he would ask her.
“What?”
“If
you hate me so much, how come you’ve never got Vince to fire me?”
“If
you hadn’t noticed Dad and I aren’t exactly on speaking terms at the moment
because of the invasion.”
“Well
duh. How about before that, when
you were still Daddy’s Little Girl?”
Stephanie
paused for a moment. That was a
very good question. Why hadn’t
she got him fired? She could have
if she’d tried. So why hadn’t
she tried?
“No
answer?” Jericho asked.
“I have a theory as to why.”
“I
bet you do.”
“Hear
me out Steph. You’ll love this.”
Jericho said moving closer to her, so close Stephanie was starting to
feel uncomfortable.
“All
your life you’ve been on a pedestal. Your
father, brother, mother... They all
treated you like a Princess. I bet
that throughout school and college you were the popular rich girl, invited to
every party, never without a date on a Saturday night.
Am I right so far?”
Stephanie
silently nodded her agreement, dreading where Jericho was going with his ‘theory’.
“Your
darling Hunter has continued this hasn’t he?
Worshipping you like a Goddess.”
“Yes.”
Stephanie managed to utter as Jericho moved even closer to her, forcing
her to back against her hotel door. The
look in his eye as he stared through her was purely primitive, a look that sent
shivers down Stephanie’s spine. He
was so close to her now that she could feel his breath on her neck and see his
chest rise and fall below the black T-shirt he was wearing.
“But
you don’t want that. Deep down
you are begging for a man to pull you off that pedestal and see you for what you
want to be. A slut, a whore.
You want someone to treat you like shit.”
Jericho said, reaching out to the trembling Stephanie and tucking a piece
of loose dark brown hair behind her ear.
“No.”
Stephanie said in a voice so weak she couldn’t recognise it.
“You
may say ‘no’ but those beautiful baby blues of yours are saying something
completely different to me.”
“What...
what are they saying?” Stephanie
croaked out, grabbing the door handle for support.
She may hate Jericho but she had to admit he was sexy as hell.
Having him this close to her was making her light headed.
He
leaned into her, whispering in her ear as he softly said
“Fuck me. Fuck me now.
Make me your slut. That’s
what you’re thinking isn’t it?”
Stephanie
broke away from his stare, dropping her eyes onto the floor in the hope of
regaining her composure. She knew
in her mind that this was wrong, that she ought to knee him in the groin and
leave him lying in agony but every time she willed her body to do it she couldn’t.
She was transfixed by him, by the heat of the situation.
She did want him. She wanted
him to fuck her, to make her his. She
wanted Jericho in a way she had never wanted anyone before.
Everything he said to her was right.
She was tired of being a good girl.
At times she wished she was the slut everyone thought she was.
And if Jericho was willing and not all talk, tonight could well be the
first step for her on the road to shedding her good girl image.
“Maybe
I am thinking that. Are you going
to do anything about it or are you all mouth no action?”
Stephanie asked.
Jericho
raised his eyebrows, obviously surprised at Stephanie’s reaction.
He was just teasing her but if she was willing he’d be stupid to pass
up a night with her. He quickly
banished his surprise and surveyed her with his primitive stare again.
“I’ll do something all right. Just
not in the middle of a hotel corridor.”
Stephanie
produced her card key from her jacket pocket and opened the door to the hotel
suite she had all to herself. She
was surprised by her own forwardness but she decided that she had nothing to
lose. If for some reason Jericho
started telling everyone about their night together and how forward she was
nobody would believe him. He was
always saying things like that. As
she took Jericho by the hand and led him into the bedroom she decided that she
would leave her inhibitions by the door and be as slutty as Jericho could ever
want her to be.
He
wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her to him as he leant down and kissed
her immediately pushing his tongue into her mouth.
Stephanie reciprocated, pushing her tongue deep into his kissing him more
passionately than she had ever kissed Hunter.
She felt his hands travel to her ass, kneading the flesh underneath her
black trousers as their tongues continued their dance.
Stephanie
broke away from him tugging impatiently at his shirt and throwing it across the
room as he removed her top and bra. She
pulled him into her again, pressing her lips urgently against his.
He draped his arms around her waist again, pushing her towards him.
Every time Stephanie moved he felt her soft natural breasts rub against
his chest, her nipples stroking identical paths just below his own.
He could feel his cock growing hard already, just from the skin on skin
contact.
Jericho
picked her up and lay her on the bed lightly sucking at her neck as his hands
stroked her breasts. His mouth
worked it’s way down to her breasts and he flicked his tongue around her
nipples before taking one fully into his mouth and sucking strongly, loving the
reactions he was getting from Stephanie. She
arched her back into his touch wrapping her legs around his hips as he
alternated between her breasts, pinching the nipples and rolling them between
his forefinger and thumb. As he
continued orally teasing her breasts he undid her trousers.
He pulled away from her and dragged her trousers off.
He moved back up to her mouth, kissing her deeply and placed his hand
in-between her legs.
“Fuck
Steph. Wet already?”
Jericho chuckled as he started to massage her through her thoroughly wet
panties.
Stephanie
moaned, opening her legs farther so he could have better access.
Even through the material of her panties she could feel his fingers
against her inner skin, probing at her entrance and rubbing against her clit.
Her entire body was silently begging him to touch her properly, to push
her panties aside and run those expert fingers of his across her flesh, to push
those fingers inside her, filling her like she so desperately needed to be
filled.
“Want
my fingers in you? Want them
stroking your clit?” Stephanie
nodded at him, eyes glazed over with lust.
“Well not yet.” He said,
laughing again as he removed his hand.
They
kissed again, Jericho pressing his body against hers.
Stephanie rolled him over onto his back and sucked at his nipples, just
like he did to her earlier. She
moved lower, licking down the centre of his stomach and around his belly button
before dipping her tongue in and out. Stephanie
unfastened his trousers and removed them and his boxers.
“Fuck
Jericho. Wet already?”
Stephanie said mockingly at the sight of his pre-cum coated cock.
Any
response he had prepared was forgotten as she took his cock firmly in hand at
the base and ran her hand up it, rubbing her thumb over the top and smearing the
pre-cum down the shaft. She
positioned herself in-between his legs and licked away the pre-cum she had just
smeared, flicking the tongue over the head to catch the newer drips.
She took one of his balls into her mouth, rolling it around her mouth as
her tongue forcefully rubbed against the skin.
Jericho
reached down to her hair, tangling his fingers in her dark brown locks urging
her to drive him to completion. She
released his balls and placed her lips around the head of his cock, rubbing the
tip of her tongue against the slit on top.
She gripped him firmly at the base and eased her mouth down, taking as
much as possible. Stephanie bobbed
her head up and down on his cock, taking in more with every movement.
The feel of her lips around his dick drove Jericho mad.
It wasn’t just her, it was who she was.
The bosses daughter. A
married woman. Untouchable.
Her lips gliding effortlessly along his length coupled with the feel of
her tongue rubbing against the underside made him lift his hips off of the bed,
eager for more of her gorgeous mouth.
She
looked up at him, at his flushed cheeks and closed eyes.
As sexy as he was in the corridor he was ten times sexier now, completely
at her mercy. She didn’t need to
move her head anymore, he was pumping his hips and jerking her head so much he
was doing it himself. It was a
brilliant feeling for Stephanie, to have someone writhing underneath her,
gripping the bed sheets. It was
enjoyable for her as well. His cock
felt made for her mouth and she was highly anticipating making him come.
Jericho
jerked his hips off of the bed more forcefully than before as he started coming
in Stephanie’s mouth. The warm
creamy liquid filling her mouth tasted more beautiful to her than even the most
expensive dinner. She eagerly drank
down a mouthful and then removed her mouth from his cock, allowing the rest to
fall on her face and chest.
“Wow.
That was amazing Stephanie.” Jericho
said once he regained his cool. He
looked at her, smiling wickedly when he saw his cum on her cheeks and drizzled
between her breasts. “You really
do look like a slut now.”
He
pushed her onto her back and licked away the cum on her cheeks before pushing
his face in-between her tits and kissing away the rest.
He crawled down the bed and quickly ripped off her still soaked panties,
smelling the crotch before throwing them across the room.
He spread her legs and ran the middle finger on his right hand in-between
the folds, gathering some of her wetness on his finger tip.
He made a show of licking his finger clean as Stephanie watched him
intently.
He
parted her folds and rubbed his thumb across her clit in circular motions,
feeling Stephanie wriggle underneath his touch.
He leaned in closer pressing his lips to her clit, lightly nipping the
skin. He licked a path down to her
hole gliding his tongue across it, not once making an attempt to push it inside
her. Stephanie grabbed him by the
hair and pushed his face in closer, signalling her desire.
He pushed a finger inside her, curling it up and trying to find her spot.
As he moved his finger in and out he sucked at her clit again,
alternating between maddening light touches and forceful touches.
Stephanie
could feel her orgasm building as he pushed another finger in and moved them
faster, making sure to rub her walls on all sides.
As much as she loved the feel of his fingers inside her and his tongue
dancing across her clit she wanted more than anything to feel his thick cock
inside her. Jericho’s fingers and
chin were drenched in her juices and he felt her body start to quiver as her
orgasm washed over her. He drank up
all she had to offer and crawled back up to her, sharing her cum with her.
“Fuck
me Jericho.” She whispered to
him, virtually purring in his ear. “Fuck
me like the slut that I am.”
Stephanie
got on her hands and knees and looked back at Jericho expectantly, waiting for
him to fill her with his hard again cock. He
looked at her and smiled. This was
not how he expected to spend his night. Even
when Stephanie led him into the bedroom he didn’t expect this.
She was starting to believe and personify the names he had called her.
She gave him the best blow job of his life and was now on all fours in
front of him begging him to take her. Despite
his feelings towards her he had to admit she was truly beautiful in her
naturalness. Unashamed of her body
and it’s imperfections, happy to go through life with what God gave her.
He couldn’t help but respect her for that.
After
a few moments contemplation he positioned himself behind her and held her hips
tightly as he pushed the head of his cock into her, immediately feeling the
velvety heaven all around him. Stephanie
reached back and grabbed his ass, pushing him into her fully.
She didn’t want him to make love to her, she wanted to be fucked.
She wanted it rough. He
started thrusting into her forcefully, driving her hips back to meet his
thrusts.
“Harder
Jericho! Fuck me faster!
Fuck me so hard I can’t walk tomorrow”
Stephanie breathlessly said as he pounded into her.
He
removed one hand from her hip and brought it around to her clit, massaging it as
he fucked her. He found the whole
situation to be surreal. He was
thoroughly enjoying himself and would love a repeat performance but he still
hated her. He hated her more than
he had before. Every thrust into
her increased his hatred. Stephanie
felt the same. He may have taken
her to paradise once and be well on the way to making her cum again but that
didn’t change her feelings about him.
Jericho
leant down and sucked at the nape of her neck through her hair as Stephanie
started slamming back onto him, increasing the pace.
She had never been fucked like this before, so rough and passionately.
Each time Jericho thrust into her she found herself biting her lip to
stop herself screaming out loud. She
reached her hand down and joined Jericho’s on her clit, pressing his fingers
into her harder. He chuckled again
at her actions. She really was
taking the role of a slut to heart.
“Come
on you whore. Slam onto my cock,
drive it into you. You fucking love
this don’t you? You really are a
slut aren’t you? Say it for me.”
“I’m
a slut. I’m your slut.”
Stephanie said, trying to keep her voice to a normal level.
She knew that being talked to like that should anger her but it didn’t.
It was adding to the experience.
“Damn
right you’re my slut. You’re my
whore. You’re my bitch.”
“I’m
anything and everything you want me to be.”
“Stop
biting your lip. Scream for me.
Scream so loud Hunter hears you in Alabama.”
“Fuck
Jericho! Ohhhh...
Make me cum!” Stephanie
shouted, not caring who could hear her.
They
were moving so fast now that the sound of flesh slapping flesh was echoing
throughout the room, mingled with their heavy breathing.
Stephanie came first, loudly shrieking as she felt her knees buckle
beneath her. As her inner muscles
contracted around him Jericho followed her, pumping spurt after spurt into her,
watching as most of it dripped out and stained the light sheets on Stephanie’s
bed. They both collapsed onto the
bed, sweat pouring out of them not caring enough to avoid the damp patch.
“I
think you’d better leave now Jericho.”
“Fine.”
Stephanie
watched him as he picked up his clothes and dressed.
“You won’t tell my husband will you?”
“As
long as you don’t tell my wife.”
Stephanie
laughed. “Deal.”
“If
you ever feel the need to be a slut again...”
“Don’t
worry you’ll be the first to know. This
hasn’t changed the way I feel about you.
I still hate you.”
“And
I’ll still insult you Steph.”
“I
suppose there really is a fine line between love and hate.”
Stephanie muttered to herself as Jericho cautiously left her room.
“I
love you
And
I want you
And
I’ll fuck you
And
I’ll eat you
And I’ll lick you...”
THE END
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