Rumor Has It

No Mercy

SASHA

The last twenty-four hours have been a whirlwind, and I can't believe my silly ass is on a plane to Japan. How could I tell this beautiful man, no? Whatever we are doing, I don't want it to end. Who knew getting bomb ass dick would help you get over your ex?

Okada stared at me while I sat across from him in first class. He watched me so closely it made me slightly nervous. I usually travel in sweats, but he made me wear a dress. He probably wants to make me a member of the mile-high club.

He demanded I don't wear underwear, so I obeyed. "Why are you staring at me?" I asked, hoping that wasn't a question I couldn't ask. It's not like he had rules about what we're doing.

"You're beautiful." He bit his bottom lip and sat at the edge of his seat. "Spread your legs," he demanded, as he looked down to watch if I would agree to it. Every moment with him is hot as fuck.

I felt myself smile and blush by his directions. I adjusted myself in the leather chair and sat up straight. I opened my legs for him, and his eyes widen. Pleasing him is so easy because I feel connected to him. Already in twenty-four hours.

"Now what?" I asked as I waited for him to give me further instructions. A woman was sitting across from us, and I didn't dare to look at her next to us. I just stared at him with my heart racing. I need to be fucked and spanked right on this plane.

He's created a little nymph out of me, and I can't say I don't like it.

"Mercy.." he gave me a pet name from my real name. Felt rather cute because no one calls me that. "Play with yourself," he groaned. I am not going to back down. I mean, if I get caught, then what... WWE is going to fire me? I'm already on hiatus right now.

I licked my left pointer and middle finger and stuck them inside of my pussy. I tried to do it without making noises. This man got me masturbating on a damn plane like we're not famous. This shit turned me on. I grabbed my right breast and squeezed it a bit while I played with my kitty.

Okada not once took his eyes off of me, and I watched him as he observed me. He rubbed his dick through his pants, and I wanted nothing more than to get on my knees to suck him. I never got to taste him last night, but I am sure I will be doing plenty of that when we land in Japan.

We both continued to masturbate while we stared at each other, and it was the hottest shit ever. He didn't look away either, and I felt my juices drip down on the seat. "I need you.." I whispered, in a way that I am sure only he heard me.

"Right now?" He challenged me.

"Yes, right now," I moaned, as I tried not to make a scene. This man had me all hot and bothered on an airplane, and we probably have ten more hours to go. I don't think I can wait that long for dick.

Okada rose from his seat and pulled the curtain so that no one could see us.

It's risky, but I am down for whatever that's going to happen next. He unbuckled his pants and pulled his dick out. He stroked his cock slowly that no one could hear it, but I definitely could see it.

Okada motioned for me to come closer to him. "C'mere baby," he said, and when I stood up, he grabbed me by the hips. He squeezed my ass. He positioned me gently on his cock. "We have to be quiet, listen to my instruction, Mercy."

I nodded in agreement. If he wants to fuck me, then it's going to happen. I want him inside of me, and I already wet. I bit my lip as he stretched me a bit as I went down further on his cock. He was inside, and I felt more connected to him again.

"You're so beautiful," he said, and he kissed me softly. We were quiet, and this was so hard. I rocked my lower body slowly, and Okada stopped me.

Okada shook his head. "No, just relax." I let out a deep breath, and he held onto my waist. He slowly bounced me on his dick and kissed my chest. His muscular ass could do anything, and here we are fucking quietly in first class on the way to Japan.

I fucking love my life right now.

Okada lifted my chin and kissed me on the lips. We were trying our best to be quiet while he still bounced me on his dick. I don't know what I did to deserve this good dick, but I am thankful.

I felt my pussy throb, and he bounced me a little bit faster because he could tell by my face that I am about to cum. Okada put his pointer finger on my lip to remind me that I can't yell out like I did last night. I have to be quiet.

I closed my eyes tight as I rode out the wave of my orgasm. It took everything inside of me, not to moan and scream. I exploded all over his dick. He came right after me and filled me up. I kissed him again. "I don't deserve this," I smiled, trying not to laugh.

"Yes, you do. You deserve the best," Okada said, and it was arrogant and a compliment at the same time. Damn, I think I love his ass.

I giggled, I tried to get up, but Okada held me in place. He whispered in my ear. "I have some rules I think we need to go over," he said.

"Okay," I said, confused by that. I hope he isn't trying to do something like John Cena and control everything.

"I don't do relationships..."

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A/n: I am sorry, but if someone gave it to me like that, and then said they don't do relationships. I am not getting off that plane, and I am going back home.

How do you think Sasha will react to this rule and the other ones?

What's going to when Finn finds out that she's messing around with Okada?

Who from NJPW would you all like to see in this story?

Thank you, lovies, for reading this!!!!
#heelphoenix