Jean-Paul walked into his home and dumped his bags inside the door too anxious to be home to think of being tidy at that second. "Baby, where are you?" He screamed knowing full well that she most likely couldn't hear him.

Muttering to himself Paul headed quickly through the house shouting Jacinda's name growing frustrated when she didn't answer. Eventually he decided that she must be out and grabbing his bags headed up to their bedroom. When he got there he was surprised to find her lying naked on their large silk covered bed thumbing through his new magazine.

"Baby what are you doing? Why didn't you answer?" Paul asked dropping his bags again growling when after several second she still didn't answer.

"JACINDA ELIZABETH," he shouted trying to draw her attention.

Finally he managed it and slowly she raised her head looking at him though lust filled eyes. Slowly she raised first to her knees then stood up completely on the bed then hopped off. Gliding across the room she stood in front of Paul and slowly she stood up on her tiptoes kissing his cheek.

"That's cause I missed you," she whispered, "especially after pages 54 and 22."

Then raising a hand she started to brush a hair from his face, but instead smacked him with the back of her hand.

"That's for the fucking pictures with Stephanie McMahon on pages 53 and 78," she growled.

Grabbing the edges his collar she ripped his shirt apart losing all the buttons in the process.

"That's for the picture on page 35," she growled again right before she grabbed his hair and pulled him down for a rough hot kiss. Cinda put her hands on his arms and dug her fingernails into his skin as she tasted blood in her mouth from the kiss… not sure if it was hers or his. Pulling back she broke the kiss as quickly as she started it.

"Jassy what…" he started but she hushed him and lowering her hands quickly undid his jeans pushing them over his hips and letting them fall to pool around his ankles.

Placing one hand inside his briefs Jassy stroked him until he was quivering and hard.

"That is for what you didn't show in that magazine," she whispered.

Taking her hand from him Jassy turned and walked back to the bed leaving him gaping surprised staring at her in shock. "And so is that."

Moving to the bed Jassy laid down rolling onto her side and watched him standing quivering with need across the room. Lightly she patted the bed and fought not to smile at how quickly he crossed the room

He started to sit next to her but shaking her head she motioned for him to lie on his back purring when he did so. Silently she looked down at him her lust filled gaze turning to pure love. Leaning down she kissed him again this time sweetly taking the time to retaste all the places in his mouth she'd missed while he was gone. When she was again forced to break the kiss she caught her breath and whispered, "that was for the picture with your mom and dad on page 21."

Rolling over she straddled him and lightly trailed a finger down his body making sure to hit his ticklish spot laughing in the back of her throat when he squirmed and giggled at her touch.

"That's for page 41 and 45," she laughed.

Then leaning down she nuzzled his neck leaving love marks in her wake.

"Those are for page 40."

Jassy moved over him and ground into him slowly letting him feel how wet she was already.

"That's for page 46."

Jassy ran her hands over his chest touching every inch.

"That's for your half of page 17."

Bending over she took one of his nipples into her mouth sucking and nibbling on the nub until it was hard and he was arching off the bed whimpering.

Lifting her head she moved to devote the same attention to it's mate but before she did she whispered, "and this is for page 60."

This time as she sucked and nibbled she ground into him harder until he was almost fully erect and begging to be inside her.

Jassy raised off him and when she accidentally brushed the new scar on his leg with her hand she paused. Moving down his body Jassy ignored his erection and traced the scar with her tongue. Then she started nibbling, sucking, and loving the area as she stroked the inside of the thigh listening to him beg her to let him inside her.

Cinda raised her burning eyes and softly said, "That's for all those rehab pictures."

As she watched him look at her with eyes begging for her to fuck him she moved her hand and wrapping it around him squeezed tightly and stroked until he was completely erect and threatening to come in her hand.

Her eyes blazing she moved to straddle him again and as she did she panted, "that was for the back cover."

Cinda took Paul's hands for support and as she eased down on him maddeningly slowly completely ignoring his begging she said softly, "this is for the front of the poster with the Hummer."

Slowly she began riding him easing up and down his long hard cock as he fought to stay in control knowing that he'd never get a chance like this again. Their eyes locked and she rode him slowly easing all the way down his length before easing all the way up until she was completely off him each time before repeating the move.

Smiling she saw out of the corner of her eye that he had tangled the black silk sheets in his hands after she had gotten seated and knew instinctively that she needed to speed up soon.

So easing all the way off of him she waited until she knew he couldn't take it one second longer then growled.

"This is for the back of that fucking poster."

This time she slammed down on to him so hard she half thought his balls would end up inside her too. This time the rhythm she selected was fast and furious… hot and heavy… nothing more than a straightforward fuck. This time it was her hips that Paul gripped ensuring that she didn't accidentally slip off in their hurried pace.

As she came it was page 38 that she saw in her mind.

And as she watched him come it was page 4.

Exhausted she collapsed down onto him smiling when his arms curled around her holding them together. When she finally found the strength Jacinda raised up on her elbows and looked down at him watching as he rested.

When Paul opened his eyes he smiled seeing his whole world looking down at him with a look of such love and devotion that he know if he lived to be 100 he'd never feel worthy.

"And what page is that for?" He asked knowing she'd know what he meant.

Cinda didn't answer right away instead was content to lay there and stare down at him knowing how extremely lucky she was that this big loving beautiful man had chosen her to spend the rest of his life with.

Then leaning down she placed a kiss over his heart before raising her head and looking at him with tears in her eyes whispered…

"The one that is simply ours."