Sarah set beside Maria watching the matches from backstage. Tonight was her first night at ROH Wrestling and she couldn't have been more excited. The Romantic Touch and Tommaso Ciampa were in the middle of a short match. The girls laughed at the way Tommaso tried to avoid his opponent's mouth in odd ways.

Maria laughed. "Tommy Boy is so hot."

"Excuse me?" Michael said standing over her.

"Oh hey babe!" She ignored his question. "This is Sarah or should I say Vaniti Fair."

"Oh please don't say that name." Sarah shook her head, her dark locks swaying as she did so.

Mike smiled. "Won't creative get in trouble for the name?"

"Not if they spell it with an i they won't." She said with a smirk. "I hate it but they didn't want to hear it."

"Never do." Maria said and smiled as a tall blonde and a brunette walk up. "Sarah this is Adam and Matt."

"Hey new girl." Matt said cockily.

Sarah smiled and then her voice left when Adam spoke. "Hi."

That was all he said but it was smooth and deep but not creepy deep. She looked up at him and wished she could get her mouth to work. God, he's beautiful! She thought. Blue eyes that played from light to dark in the lights and shoulder length dark brown hair that had those natural lighter brown highlights. She had seen him fight before so she knew the rest matched the top but up close and personal he was so much more. He was just plain yummy and she wanted to lick him.

Maria laughed. "He has that effect on girls."

"What effect?" Adam asked shyly. It didn't fit nor work because he started laughing at Maria's bull shit look. "Okay, okay. We gotta head up to the gorilla."

Sarah was basically Adam's fill in while he was out with his shoulder injury. She didn't mind much but when Matt took her into his side she forced herself not to cringe. He wasn't a bad looking guy, she just didn't like him and didn't want his arms around her at all. He told her something as the Kingdom's music cued but she didn't discern it from the crowd only his hot breath on her neck told her he'd spoken.

Adam glared at his friend. Why the hell was he hugging her to him like that? He didn't have to even touch her. He paused, why was he jealous of Matt? Taven had been one of his best friends for years and not once had either man gotten green eyed over the girl the other one had, it just wasn't their style. He waited his cue and then went out. When the crowd realized he was there their boos filled him with hurt and anger. It pissed him off. Yes he was a quote bad guy but really he loved his fans but the last few months the crowds had gone from divided to full on hating him. Mike said it was because he was doing his job well but he didn't think so and to make matters worse he liked being the villain it came easy to him but without fans cheering him on it wasn't fun. His mood was a lot darker now as he went through the moves of taking his old friend's headset and chair. He knew what he was supposed to do.

Damn he was staring at her. "Come on Taven!" Sarah called into the ring. "Get him!"

Adam's mood lighten as he watched Sarah. She was full of excitement and love for the sport. He smiled as she mumbled ow and winced for Mike when he took a hard hit. Soon it was his turn to act and be Maria's hero. He jumped up on the ring and yelled at the ref. She smiled at him knowing what was happening. Yes! She mouthed. Bam! Taven and Bennett low blowed both the Brisco brothers and Maria was saved. The rest of the match went their way and the Kingdom won. He looked back at Sarah and her smiling face made him go hard but when Taven hugged her he turned and rushed to the back.

"Oh Adam." Maria cooed. "My brave savior."

She laughed and Sarah joined in. Taven tried to put his arm around Sarah but Adam caught her subtly move away from him to a table with drinks and food. He walked over to the table and grabbed a water when Hanson accidently bumped into his injured arm he hissed in a breath. He hadn't taking his medication today because it usually knocked him out and since he was working the camera he had to be sharp and focused not drugged.

"You okay?" She asked in a hushed tone.

Maria must have told her he didn't take the medicine. "Yeah all good." Prefect segue. "You were good out there."

"She was great!" Matt said interrupting their conversation. "Wanna go grab a drink?"

Adam knew he was asking Sarah more than him but he answered no, anyways. Taven looked at him and Sarah met his gaze, her eyes were dark hazel with gold flakes in them. God, she's beautiful. He thought. Maria and Mike saved him from having to explain why he didn't want to hit a bar and Sarah from saying she didn't want to go out with Matt, when they walked up and asked Sarah if she was ready to go to a restaurant the girls had made reservations at earlier.

"Matt only has time for a quick drink and can't go with us, Adam. You want his seat? I would have made the reservation for all of us but Michael didn't tell me you were coming tonight." Maria filled him in.

He looked at Sarah her eyes begging him to say yes. "Yeah, sure."

Later that night after a few drinks and really good food the four friends were still sitting at their table chating away the night. Adam and Sarah had gotten closer, physically, throughout the meal and he now had his arm across the back of her chair and she was leaning into him. Once Mike yawned it set off a chain reaction causing Sarah to call it a night and the others agreed they all had an early fight in the morning.

"Want us to drop you off, Sarah?" Mike asked as they walked to the cars.

Adam was staying at a different hotel across town so he'd taken his own rental to the restaurant. He almost tripped when he found out she wasn't staying where the others were. He took the opportunity his usual partner in crime gave him.

"Where are you staying, if you don't mind?" He leaned against the hood of his car.

"The Regence. Its…"

"Across town on Lexing. I know. That's where I'm staying too."

Maria never one to miss an opportunity to throw him in the deep side, "Why don't you give her a lift then, Adam?"

She had one foot in the car as she said it and Mike followed her by saying, "Great idea. Then you won't feel like you're putting us out again. See you guys at the airport."

The two of them were left standing there dumbfounded as they watched the couple drive off. Adam finally moved when he felt a drop of rain hit him in the forehead. Sarah squealed as drops started landing on her. They jumped in the sports car and took off. They continued to chat until they reached the hotel and then instead of doing what his dick wanted him to he took the noble rout and said goodnight at the elevators.

"Oh come on!" Sarah grumbled annoyed.

Her key card had gotten stuck in the slot. Then of course because it was her luck the damned thing broke off! She huffed and grumbled her way to the front desk but of course there was nothing to be done until morning when the maintenance workers showed up and since she refused to pay for another room because they would compensate for the one she already paid for she was out in the cold so to speak.

Adam! Adam had hit the button for two stories above her! She smiled as she hit the button and hoped she got lucky enough to knock on the right door. When she stepped off the elevator she got more than a little good luck Adam was standing at his door holding a water from the vending machine across the hall. She smiled and called out to him.

"Sarah? What's wrong?" He continued to open the door.

Nothing with the way you're dressed. "First my key got stuck then it broke and they won't get me a room for the night and won't fix it until morning." She said instead of what her body wanted to scream.

"Damn. That sucks. Come in."

Adam had tossed the shoulder rest and sling as soon as he was in the room. He only needed to wear it if he was at work or in public so if something happened it'd be less likely to be messed up again. With the sling went his clothes. He hopped into a steaming hot shower. He stepped out only to remember he needed water for his pills and pulled his jeans back on, leaving them half undone and ridding low on his hips when he had gone across the hall. That is how she'd found him and how he still was. Almost over half naked with wet hair. He figured she watched the sport and worked in the industry she could handle his attire now if she could handle ring gear.

Holy hot damn! The urge to fall to her knees and lick those glorious hip indents almost was too much. She had to think of something to say or do to distract herself. But what? She was a guest in his room it would be polite to grab the remote. She opted to walk to the windows and stare out at the stormy night. He watched her for a minute before speaking.

"Do you want to take a shower?" The 'with me' part he left out.

"Oh. Oh man! I don't even have clothes or anything! This sucks." She flet her face get hot and a tear tried to fall. Her night had gone from amazing to crap in sixty seconds. "I'm sorry I should probably just have stayed in the lobby."

"So creeps could ogle you? No way! I'm glad you thought to come find me." He sauntered toward her. "You can take the bed and I'll take the couch." He couldn't resist, he wrapped his arms around her and was glad she didn't pull away. "You can even borrow a t-shirt."

"Thank you. But I'm not taking your bed. I'll crash on the couch." She didn't move from his embrace. She felt safe and protected there.

"No."

"No?" She pulled back a small fraction. "You're the injured party. So I think you need the big bed not a smaller couch."

"But you are the guest so…"

She put her hand over his mouth. Maria had warned her about his stubbornness. "Okay! We'll both sleep on the bed."

Was she trying to kill him? Adam resisted the urge to kiss or lick her palm, anything to taste her skin to know if it tasted as good as she looked. He pulled his head back enough to talk and smiled when she absently trailed her hand down his chin to his chest.

"Deal. Now go take a shower if you want and I'll find something good on TV."

When she came out of the bathroom he had changed into soft night pants but still left his torso, that oh so yummy torso, naked. He'd tossed in a shirt when she'd been behind the not so see through curtain to the shower. She had a feeling he'd lingered there more than he'd meant too by the guilty look he wore now.

"What'd you find?" She asked hopping into bed and stretched out her legs.

He slide glanced at those legs. Lean but toned with a slight tan, like she only showed them the light of day on rare occasions. He caught himself before he moved his hand to find out if they were as smooth as they seemed to his eyes. He'd caught her staring at his chest when she'd came out of the bathroom so he figured it was fair. She didn't seem to mind or notice that his gaze was eating her up. He let his eyes wander to the hem of the shirt, which came to the tops of her thighs the way she was sitting. Did she know he could see that she wasn't wearing underwear?

She noticed and wiggled the shirt down more into place. "Sorry."

"You're sorry? For what?" He was utterly confused. After all it was he that had been eating her alive with his eyes.

Sarah was embarrassed about not wearing any panties. She wasn't trying to get Adam or anything but just the thought of having to wear the same underwear all day and night grossed her out. So she'd washed them out and left them in the bathroom to dry so she could at least have clean undies tomorrow.

"Um…never mind. I'm really tired I think I'm just going to go to sleep."

She made the huge mistake of rolling over to her side. His t-shirt rode up her sexy thighs to show off the sexy bottom that was attached to them. She felt a breeze and gasped. Oh God! I just flashed Adam Cole! She thought then realized he was laughing. Now she was mad.

"Why are you laughing?" She flipped over only to bump into him. Her mouth connected to his and she pulled away startled. "Sorry."

"Stop being sorry, I don't think that's normally the type of person you are. And I'm laughing because you just used my full name."

She'd said that outloud? AH! She would die if he ever told anyone about tonight. Her face grew hot as she tried to explain why she didn't have panties on but the words were not coming out which only embarrassed her more and made him laugh harder.

"Will you stop laughing? Please!" She finally got out and tried to scramble from the bed.

Adam reached out an arm, wrapping her in his grip he pulled her to him. "Stop struggling."

"No. Oh just let me go, please." She was so embarrassed she knew her whole body would be red.

"No. Stop struggling. You don't want to hit my shoulder and then I'll have to explain why it's even more messed up."

"No!" She stopped moving.

"Honey I'm not laughing to embarrass you or make fun of you. I find you so damn sexy and gorgeous that I can't believe you'd think to be embarrassed."

"What?"

He dropped his mouth to hers. After several minutes he said. "Open for me, honey."

Sarah did as he asked allowing him to slip his tongue into her mouth. He tasted so good and his scent of clean soap and male made her sky high. She managed to turn enough to put one arm around his neck holding on to him as though he was an anchor. His hand buried in her hair and he turned her head to give himself better access to her mouth. He took her breath away and when he let go they were both panting.

His hand trailed up and down her thigh burning a hot path that led to her core. He looked at her with eyes as dark as blue steel. Yes! Yes! She wanted to scream at the answer she found there. Take me and make me your sex slave for all I care, just don't stop kissing me! She thought and then laughed at her whole ridiculous thoughts.

"And what's funny?"

"My thoughts." She giggled and gave in to the urge she'd fought since she'd seen him for the first time.

She leaned in and slipped the tip of her tongue up the pulsing artery in his neck. Yep. He tasted that good everywhere. She did it again. He groaned out his approval and twisted his hand in her hair once again as she settled there to nibble and suck a bit.

"No marks."

"No shit."

He laughed of course he didn't have to tell her. "What were these thoughts you were having?"

His hand found its way up the hem of her shirt and she sucked in a breath as he splayed his hand on her cheek and squeezed. How did he think she could talk or even think now? She moaned when he slipped a finger into her wetness from behind.

"Something about a sex slave as long as you kissed me."

"I like that idea." He kissed her then hard and passionate.

A few minutes later their clothes were becoming a thing of the past as he tossed her loaned shirt and his pants off to the side. She laid there like a feast waiting to be devoured while he rolled on a condom. He winced at the pain in his arm when he rose above her but hoped she hadn't noticed, unfortunately she had. She put her hand to his chest.

"Adam?"

"I'm okay."

She reached up and kissed his chin then his shoulder then back to his mouth. She couldn't get enough of him. "Roll over."

"What?"

"You can't be comfortable on top right now and I have no problem playing cowgirl so roll your sexy ass over so I can play."

"Damn woman. You are bossy." But he did as he was told.

She straddled his hips and rubbed his large cock in her hand spreading the trail of precum around its head. She moaned as he filled her. She moved above him in an up and down rhythm while he groped and fondled her body. She leaned down hitting her G-spot and he grabbed her, holding her close he took control and shoved his cock into her tight heat over and over until she came hard moaning his name he kept up the pace not letting her go while her inner walls milked his cock her next orgasm hit at the same time his first did.

"Oh holy shit!"

Sarah fell solidly on him kissing a slow lazy path up his shoulder to his mouth. She smiled. "You know I don't normally have sex before the first date."

"Well this won't count then." He teased sleepily as he ran his hand up and down her spin.