I looked through the questions that was prepared for tonight's interview with WWE Superstar, Baron Corbin as I got my hair done. I was wearing a black low cut dress that showed off my chest perfectly and hugged my curves in all of the right places with black knee high boots. "All done," my make up and hair stylist said to me as I stood up and checked myself out in the mirror. "Thanks for everything. Wish me luck," I sighed, putting on a bright smile as I went to the area where we would be shooting the interview. I grew kind of nervous as I was getting my mic put on me at the thought of having a face to face interview with the Baron Corbin. I've watched a lot of his matches and promos and...he was a little intimidating. "So where am I going to be at," a loud booming voice reached my ears, making me shiver. I looked over and there he was, dressed in dark jeans and a band T-shirt. My breath got caught in my throat at the sight of him and I couldn't stop staring at him until he turned around and began walking in my direction. I turned my head and looked down at the script one last time before Baron reached the chair that was across from me and sat down. I looked up at him and flashed him a smile. "Hey, Baron. Thank you for agreeing to this interview today," I said. He looked me up and down and let out a low growl that made me flinch. "Glad to be here," he said, smirking at me. A crew member came by and quickly put a mic on him as I made mental notes of each question, putting one leg over the other as Baron watched me intently. "All set," the camera man said as he got the camera ready and the lights are in the right places. I fixed my hair and dress before clearing my throat and smiled as the director began to count down from ten until the red light on the camera came on and the interview was ready to begin. During the entire time, I would catch Baron's eyes travelling up and down my body, as if he was searching for something or that he was seeing right through me. I stayed professional as the interview went on, laughing at his jokes and getting advice from him on how to become a wrestler. We even talked about some of his favorite music, learning that we have the same taste in bands. He even flexed his muscles, letting me feel his biceps. I felt like this was one of my best interviews ever and that I didn't want this to be over. The director gave me a signal for me to sign off and I ended the interview. "Great job. Baron, thanks again for this interview. This is one of the best ones to date," he said, shaking Baron's hand. "Any time. I really enjoyed this interview, especially the interviewer," he smirked, looking at me. I giggled to myself as everyone packed up to leave, removing our mics before clearing out. I fished out my keys out of my purse as I was walking towards my car when I heard someone clear their throat. I looked up and saw Baron sitting on the hood of my car. "Oh hey," I said, a bit confused as to what he was doing, "I thought you had left by now." I saw his jaw clench as he got off of my car and walked up to me. "Where are you about to go," he asked, staring at me. "Oh well, I only live a few blocks from here so I was just about to go home," I said as I unlocked my car and opened the back door, tossing my purse inside before shutting the door. I turned back around and he pressed my body between him and the car. I swallowed hard and looked up at him as he stared deep into my eyes. He put his hand on my neck, using his thumb to caress my bottom lip slowly. "Good. I'm going with you," he growled before stepping away from me and walked to the other side of the car and got into the passenger seat. I opened my door and slid into the driver seat. I put the key into the ignition and started the car. His large hand gripped my thigh firmly, sliding it up slowly, pushing up my dress. I jumped slightly as I pulled out of the parking lot and began the drive home. My mind and heart were racing, trying to piece together why Baron Corbin wanted to come home with me and why his hand was pushing up my dress. "Think you can get away with wearing this dress," he mumbled, squeezing my thigh, "I'll show you why you shouldn't wear this dress." I bit my lip as I drove into my driveway and shut off the engine. Baron quickly got out and shut the door as I reached into the back and grabbed my purse. Baron had walked over and opened my door, grabbing my hand as he helped me out of the car. "Thank you," I said as he licked his lips slowly. "Just get in the house," he said, pushing me gently towards my front door. While I was digging through my purse, he stood behind me and grabbed my hips, pressing himself into me. I blushed when I felt his erection pressing against my back as I pulled out my key and unlocked the door. I opened the door and he pushed inside, kicking the door closed as he spun me around and picked me up, pinning me to the wall as I dropped my purse. "You little minx," he chuckled, rubbing his lips on my neck, "think you can just wear that dress and get away with it. Well sweetheart, you're about to learn that you don't dress like that for anyone but me." I felt myself become wet from his words as he unzipped my boots and pulled them off as he pushed up my dress, exposing my black laced thong. "Oh such a tease," he said, rubbing my pussy through my thong, "who were you trying to look sexy for?" "N-no one," I moaned as he pressed his fingers harder onto my pussy. "Are you telling me the truth?" I nodded frantically, biting my lips to suppress the moan that threatened to escape as my hips began to buck. "Where's your bedroom?" I pointed a shakey finger down the hall and he peeled me off of the wall, carrying me to my bedroom.

He kicked off his shoes as he walked over to my bed and sat down, putting me on his large thigh. Without warning, he grabbed the front of my dress and ripped it apart, discarding the now rags to the floor. "Baron," I gasped as I looked down, only wearing my matching black lace bra. "Look at you. You should only wear that for me when I tell you," he growled, ripping my bra off and tossed it. "I'm not even-" my words were cut off when he captured my nipple in his mouth, sucking painfully. I moaned as my hips bucked and my pussy rubbed against his denim covered thigh. "That's right, baby. Ride my fucking thigh," he mumbled as he licked my nipples slowly, moving to the other side as he sucked. "Baron," I moaned, moving my hips fasting, loving the friction I was feeling. He nipped at my breast slowly, leaving little bite marks on my skin, making his way to my neck and sucked painfully hard, leaving a huge bruise that would be hard to cover up. I gasped and grabbed his shoulders, feeling my orgasm building. He grabbed my hips and lifted me off of his thigh, making me whine as he stood up and sat me down on the bed. "Relax, princess. You can't be the only one who can get pleasure," he smirked as he unbuckled his belt, sliding it through the loops and put it on the floor before unbuttoning and unzipping his pants and tugging them down with his boxers, his large erection springing up. I gasped at how large he was as he placed a hand on the back of my head. "That's right. This is all yours. Open wide." I opened my mouth and he slowly pushed himself into my mouth, throwing his head back and groaned as my mouth wrapped around his dick. I relaxed my throat as much as possible as the tip of his dick hit the back of my throat. "Yeah," he groaned, "swallow all of this dick." He pulled out and pushed back in harder, making me gag slightly as he fucked my mouth. "Yeah. I picked the right girl," he chuckled as he looked down at me, "I've been wanting a girl who can take all of this fat dick." I moaned, sending vibrations up his dick. "Oh shit," he groaned, speeding up his thrusts. My pussy was throbbing and dripping, begging to be touched. I attempted to reach down to rub my clit, but he let out a grunt and I looked up at him. "Don't you dare fucking touch yourself." I looked at him with pleading eyes and he smirked. "I guess I can help you out." He pulled out of my mouth and picked me up, turning me upside down with my legs on either side of his head. "Suck that dick," he instructed, his breath fanning my pussy as I opened my mouth and he plunged back inside of my mouth. His tongue licked circles on my clit before running down my folds slowly. I let out a whimper as his tongue entered me and began working its magic, a feeling that I've never felt in my entire life. I clawed at his thighs as his beard scrubbed my skin, pleasure burning every fiber of my being. His dick came out of my mouth as I cried out. "I'm going to come," I cried out as his hold on me only tightened. "Baron!" I was shaking and gasping as my orgasm continued to build. This was the first time I've ever had an orgasm as intense as this and it was all thanks to Baron Corbin. I tapped his thigh repeatedly as my orgasm hit and I came over his mouth and face. He licked up my sweet juices before tossing me onto the bed, limp and exhausted. "Wow," he chuckled, wiping his mouth, "I've never made a woman tap out like that before." He climbed onto the bed and rolled me onto my back, sucking a bruise on both of my inner thighs before spreading my legs. I was still trying to come down from the first orgasm when he rubbed my pussy with his dick, making me jump slightly. "Come on, baby. I'm still primed to go," he chuckled, sucking a bruise on my wrist. I looked down my body and saw a path of bruises covering my skin and moaned. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he pushed inside of me. "Fuck," we groaned as our bodies connected. "So fucking tight," he groaned, pushing all of the way to the hilt. I dug my nails into his shoulders as I felt myself being stretched like I've never been stretched before. He kissed my cheek before kissing my lips, our tongues dancing inside of my mouth. "Move," I mumbled against his lips and he gave a small nod as he pulled out and pushed back in. He continued this slow pace until I was fully adjusted to his size and he was able to pick up speed. "You feel so good around my dick," he groaned as he slammed into me, "I'm so glad that I met you today. You're mine from now on. Got it?" He slammed harder into me when I didn't answer fast enough. "Yes! I'm yours!" I cried out as my pussy began to squeeze around him. "Who does this pussy belong to? Say my fucking name," he growled as his dick throbbed. "Baron Corbin!" I clawed at his back as I arched off of the mattress as my second orgasm began and I was screaming, my body shaking violently as I began seeing spots in my vision. "That's right. Scream my fucking name. You belong to me now, your lips, your ass, but especially this pussy," he growled. "Harder, Baron, please," I begged, "make me completely yours! Oh fuck! Fuck my pussy until I can't walk straight!" He picked up my legs and put them over his shoulders, the new angle allowing him to go deeper. Skin slapping skin, the bed creaking, his growls, and my screams filled the room as my third orgasm swept through me. "Shit. I'm about to come," he groaned, "where?" "Inside. Please," I cried out, delirious from the inense pleasure. He dipped down and captured my lips as he grabbed my wrists, tangling our fingers together as he pulled away and let out a howl as we came together. He sighed as he pulled out of me, laying next to me as we tried to catch our breathes. "Wow," I panted as he caressed my cheek, "that was amazing." He smiled as he looked over my body. "Sorry about all of the bruises," he said, scratching his cheek, "got carried away." I shook my head and kissed his lips. "It's fine. This was still amazing. I've never had sex as mind blowing as this." He smirked and replied, "well baby, you can expect more days like this when I'm not on the road." "I look forward to it," I chuckled as we shared a passionate kiss.