- Jealousy ᰔᩚ

It's Monday night and I just finished an everything shower and changed into comfy PJs.

I make some popcorn, head to my couch, and wrap myself in a comfy blanket. "Right on time," I whisper, smiling as the classic WWE introduction appears on my screen.

Tiffany Stratton is opening the show, so I take the opportunity to text Josh.

Me: Hi my love <3 Have a good show. I'll be watching! 🥰

Joshua 💟: Thank you babygirl. Your support means the world. I love you. ❤️

Me: I love you too 🫶🏼

Some time later, the Bloodline appears on my screen and I smile and get comfy in my seat. Josh is wearing a black shirt that reads "Right Hand Man" and his hair is all damp and curly.He's standing between his brother and cousin, who share some rather negative looks.

"One day, Uce, you gon' be in the Hall of Fame," Jon begins. "Yeah! Future Hall of Famer! But you ain't gon' be inducted as Roman Reigns, Uce. You gon' be inducted as a spoiled bitch."

I raise my eyebrows, as I pop another piece of popcorn into my mouth, my eyes never leaving the screen.

"You see what he's doing?" Joe asks, turning to Josh. "What'd I tell you? You see how he's putting you out there in the middle?"

"Ain't nobody doing that, Uce!" Jon fights back.

And soon enough, they're talking over one another, both trying to get into Josh's head. I watch, heavily intrigued, as my boyfriend finally spazzes out on them both.

"Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Chill out! Enough!" he yells. "Man, I'm tired of this! I'm tired of you! And I'm tired of you! I'm out!"

Eyes widened, I sit there chewing slowly. Did he really just walk away from them? Is he finally cracking after all the manipulation?

While Jon and Joe continue arguing on the screen, all I can think about is Josh. I know WWE is scripted and staged - hell I work for the company - but it almost kills me to see his character hurting so bad.

As the show rolls on, I unexpectedly see my man on the screen again. Two segments in one night? I see you baby!

I sit up and smile, until a female makes her way over to him. And this said female is......B-Fab?! My smile slowly fades as I turn up the volume.

"Hi Jey," she coos flirtatiously, stroking his biceps. "I saw you and your family arguing earlier. And uh, I just wanted to let you know that if you ever need someone, I'm here." She kisses his cheek and prances away. He doesn't speak a word in reply - he kinda just stands there, arms folded, with a look on his face. A look of confusion I'd say.

My cheeks become hot to the touch and my blood pressure must've increased by 500. I know I shouldn't be acting this way, but I can't help it. That bitch was a little too close to my man. And putting her crusty lips on his face? Really?

I sigh, turn off my TV, and head to my bedroom.

About half an hour after the show ends, my phone rings. I look at the contact name: Joshua 💟I take a deep breath before answering.

G: "Hi." J: "Hey baby. Whatcha up to?" G: "Relaxing in bed." J: "Oh. You're not watching the show?" G: "I turned it off early tonight."

There's a bit of silence and he breaks it.

J: "Gotcha. So what'd you think? Jon and Joe killed it, huh?" G: "Yeah."

There's a pause again.

J: "Is everything alright ma? You sound kinda...out of it?" G: "I'm fine." J: "Nah your 'I'm fine' means the exact opposite. What's wrong?"G: "I said I'm fine." J: "But, baby, you're no-" G: "Babe I'm fine."

He stays silent once again.

J: "Alright ma, if you say so. I just called to give you an update. I'm headed home now." G: "Okay."

I hate that I was so upset over this. But you can't blame me - that bitch was ALL over him.

J: "Baby, are you sure nothing is wrong? Please talk to me." G: "It's nothing. I promise."

There's yet another moment of silence, and I hear him take a deep breath before speaking again.

J: "Any chance this is about my segment tonight?"

I stop in my tracks and stay silent for a minute. Maybe if I play dumb he'll believe me.

G: "Why would a bloodline segment bother me? You guys have been fighting for weeks." J: "Baby you know what I mean. My segment with B-Fab." G: "Oh." J: "Oh?" I sigh, mentally facepalming myself.

G: "I know I shouldn't be jealous. I know it's all scripted. I know we get paid to do stuff like this. I know it's strictly professional. But I can't stand how close she was to you."J: "I understand my love. I'm sorry if it upset you." G: "No, Josh. You don't need to apologize. I'm the one that got jealous. And I should know better. I'm sorry." J: "Once again ma, I completely understand."

A moment of silence falls over the call before he speaks up again.

J: "How about I come over and we can have the night all to ourselves? That way we can talk in person." G: "Are you sure? I don't wanna get in the way if you had plans to go home."J: "Babygirl you know you're never in the way. I'll see you in a bit. I love you."G: "I love you too."

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About twenty minutes later, I hear my front door open and close. Then I hear footsteps get closer and closer to my bedroom.

Josh knocks on the door and peeks his head in. "Baby?"

"Hi," is all I can utter out. I feel so guilty.

He gives me a soft smile, shuts the door behind him, and walks over.

"Hi beautiful," he replies, leaning down and wrapping his arms around me.

He smells incredible. And feels incredible too. So warm and soft. So comforting.

I take a deep breath, resting my head on his chest, as he rubs my back.

"You okay?" he asks, pulling out of the hug, his hands moving to my arms. I shake my head slowly. "I feel so guilty. I don't know why I got like that. I'm so sorry."

A soft smile appears on his face, as he tucks a curl behind my ear. "Like I told you a thousand times, I understand mama. If anything, I'm glad you still get jealous after all this time we've been together." I raise an eyebrow. "Really?" He nods. "Really."

I can't help but smile. He truly knows every way to make me feel better. "There's that beautiful smile," he coos, cupping my face and stroking my cheek with his thumb.

After a few seconds of staring into each other's eyes, he leans in and presses his lips to mine. I sigh in the kiss and practically melt in his arms.

I'm so lucky. So lucky that he's all mine. So lucky that he loves me and only me. My beautiful boy.

After a few strokes, we slowly pull away. He gently lays me down and hovers over me and resumes the kiss, as his cold chain brushes against my chest. He eventually moves down to my neck, giving me light and wet kisses across my chest.

"Ba-" I try to speak but he interrupts. "Shhh," he says quietly. "I love you and only you babygirl. Let me prove that to you.""Baby you don't have to prove anyth-" I begin but I'm cut off again. This time, by him pressing his lips onto mine once more.

smut warning!

The kiss turns steamy quick, as his hands slide up my shirt and play with my breasts.

"Mmm," I moan into the kiss, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him closer. "You like that mama?" he mumbles against my lips, gliding his tongue across mine. "Mhm," I reply, tugging at his bottom lip softly. "Use your words baby," he orders, sliding one of his hands up to my neck and ever so gently gripping it. "Y-yes daddy," I utter between moans. He smirks and brushes his thumb across my bottom lip. "Good girl."

Moans uncontrollably pour out of my mouth as he kisses his way down my body, giving me tons on my inner thighs.

"J-Josh?" I whisper, my fingers wrapped in his curls. "Hm?" he replies, in between kisses. I bite my lip and hesitate before speaking up. "C-can you fuck me already?" He lifts his head up and raises an eyebrow once his eyes meet mine. "Feeling extra impatient tonight, I take it?" I nod, my bottom lip between my teeth. "Very. I need you so bad baby." "Well then," he begins, taking off his shirt and exposing his sexy tattooed chest and torso. "What my baby girl wants, my baby girl gets."

I softly moan at his dirty words, as he reaches down and pulls up my shirt. Once it's completely off, he throws it across the room. "Look at you mama," he coos, playing with my breasts once again. "So fucking sexy. How you could even remotely think I'd want anyone else.....it's absurd."

My back automatically arches and my face practically meets my headboard as he takes both of my breasts into his mouth and buries his face between them.

And soon enough, he slides my shorts off, kissing down my body and places a wet one just above my pussy. "Daddy stop teasing mee!" I whine, tugging at his hair.

He smirks and proceeds to give me the best head of my life. From his thick tongue, to his plump and soft lips, I feel like I'm ascending the entire time.

After he swallows my cum, he gives my clit one last kiss and sits up. "Flip over and get on all fours," he orders. And as I'm doing so, he pulls down his sweats and boxers.

He kneels behind me, pressing his dick onto my ass and places one hand on my hip and the other on my back, signaling for me to arch it. I do so. "Mmmm," he moans, slapping my ass. "You're such a good girl for me baby. I love you so fucking much." "I love you too daddy," I reply.

He bends over my back, pulls my neck up gently, and pulls me in for a sloppy kiss. "Mmm fuck me already," I mumble against his lips, and proceed to suck on his tongue. He smirks, tugging on my lip gently, and whispers in my ear. "You got it sexy girl."

Moments later, he's absolutely railing me, giving me the best back shots I've had in a painfully long amount of time.

Once I'm used to his size, I start throwing it back and bouncing on his long and dreamy cock. "Fuck baby," he whispers, grabbing my ass and thrusting into me harder. "You take this dick so good. You're daddy's girl. Forever." As moans uncontrollably leave my body, I reach back and he instantly takes my hand and intertwines our fingers.

He kisses my knuckles and continues railing into me. "This is my pussy, right baby?" "Uh huh," is all I can get out, my face pressed against the pillow and mouth hanging open. "Use your words, pretty girl. I wanna hear you say it. Whose pussy is this?" he asks, still thrusting into me. "I-it's your pussy d-daddy. M-my pussy b-be-belongs to you. And only you." I say, obeying his every word. He slaps my ass. "That's right princess. Good girl."

About fifteen thrusts later, I explode everywhere. With zero warning. Oh the things this man does to me.

smut over!

I plop down, panting like crazy, my face never leaving the pillow.

He chuckles and cleans me up, then proceeds to lay next to me and rub my back. "You feel good baby?" I nod slowly, unable to speak a word."Good," he replies and kisses my bottom lip. "I'll get a bath started, okay?" I nod again and finally start to catch my breath, and he kisses my shoulder and heads to the bathroom.

** Joshua's POV **

Just as I'm shutting the faucet for Gianna's bath, the door opens.

I look up and my beautiful lady is standing there, her hair all messy, but her face as gorgeous and glowy as ever.

"Hi honey," she coos, blushing hard. I stand up, giving her a warm smile as I kiss her cheek. "Hi beautiful. You okay?" She nods and plays with my hair. "I just gotta pee." We share a laugh and I move out of her way. "You're adorable mama. Go ahead."

Once she finishes, I take her hand and help her into the bath.

"Mmm," she moans lightly, as she sinks into the water. Watching over her, I smile. I love when my lady is relaxed. It relaxes me.

"Is it good mama? Need anything changed?" I ask, feeling the water. She shakes her head. "It's perfect." I smile and kiss the top of her hand. "I'm glad, baby. I'll be in the room if you need me."

I start heading towards the door until she calls me. "Baby?" I turn around, looking back. "What's up?" She holds out her arms as if she's asking for a hug. "Join me?" I smile and gladly accept, wrapping my arms around her and kissing her neck.

Soon enough, we're both in the tub - my beautiful lady's back against me.

"I love you baby," I coo, and proceed to kiss her temple. She rests her head on my shoulder so that she can look up and see me. We make eye contact and she smiles, brushing our noses together. "I love you too Josh. More than anything. More than you'll ever know."

I hold her chin gently and we share a kiss. Not a peck. But not a makeout. Just a sweet, lengthy, and passionate kiss. My favorite kind of kiss to share with the love of my life.

About twenty minutes later, we finish our bath. I help her wrap into her fuzzy robe and watch as she does her skincare.

She's so stunning without even trying. I'll never understand it.

She catches me staring through the mirror and smirks. "What are you lookin at?" I flash a soft smile and playfully slap her juicy ass. "You." "Take a picture," she begins. "It'll last longer." I raise an eyebrow and fold my arms. "Maybe," I reply. "But that pussy of yours won't if you don't relax yourself." Her mouth drops open and I take the opportunity while I can. I gently grab her face and shove my tongue down her throat.

It turns into our third makeout of the night, as I lift her up and put her on the counter. Her arms wrap around my neck, her hands stroking my curls. Best feeling ever.

My hands slide down her hips, squeezing her sides and pulling them in closer. "Mmm," she moans, pulling away. "Baby my pussy has been through enough tonight." I smirk, licking my lips. "Alright you get a pass tonight. But once you feel up to it, you're all mine." She giggled and kisses the corner of my mouth. "Deal."I kiss her temple and head into our bedroom to find something to sleep in.

I lay in bed, scrolling through my phone, until I see my lady walking out of the bathroom. I smile as she walks over and climbs into bed.

I wrap her in my arms and she lays her head on my chest. "Tonight was a dream," she begins. "Maybe I should claim to be jealous more often." I chuckle and kiss her cheek. "No need, mama. Just say the words and I'll gladly fuck your brains out any time."

She smirks, plays with my beard, and yawns. "Get some sleep babygirl," I whisper, running my fingers through her hair. Her favorite feeling. She nods and kisses my cheek. "I love you." I smile and kiss hers back. "I love you too mama. Goodnight."

The end! <3