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𝙋𝙖𝙞𝙧 🍓- Kevin Nash X Black FemOC! (Angela)

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( づ🍓 - After years of being single, Angela finally decides to take a leap of faith and goes on a set-up blind date made by her friend Sherri Martel. She soon is surprised, meeting six-foot-eleven, WCW superstar, Kevin Nash. How will the night end?

𝙒𝘼𝙍𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂 ⚠ - 18+/NSFW - Set up blind date - They are at a bar so drunk people and alcohol (Wine) will be included - Curse words - Pet names ("Cheek bones", "Sex pot", "Sexy", "Beautiful" , "Sweetheart ", "Babe" and "Baby Girl") - Kissing / Tongue kissing - Oral (Female receiving + fingering) - Backshots - Dirty talk - This imagine is damn near like an episode of a tubi Shonda Rhimes show…

- 𝘾𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙖𝙣𝙮 🍓- WCW (1997)

- 𝙒𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩🍓- 5.9K

↳ ¹⁰ : ⁴⁴ ᵖᵐ | ANGELA

Angela was filled with mountains of anxiety as she slowly entered the lively Grails Yard bar and restaurant. The warm, loud glow of the lights, along with the loud music and crowded people added on to the nervous nausea that was already settled in her stomach.

It had been years since Angela had been on the dating scene, and while being single for so long didn't mean she was unattractive-It meant after a series of failed relationships and situationships with men who still acted like children, she had to spend some time alone and focus on herself - her career, own happiness and self-love.

But now Angela was thirty-nine, and she finally wanted to find that kind of love and happiness others feel. To crave someone that would spark some joy and excitement in her life.

So after months and months of coaxing from her friend Sherri Martel, Angela finally grew some balls and put some trust in her friend to go on this date with a man that was pacifically chosen for her by Sherri.

Usually, Angela didn't pay attention to Sherri's shenanigans because she tried this before. But there was something about this guy that Sherri kept pushing and pushing that made Angela change her mind.

Once Angela stepped deeper into the place, the sharp aroma of strong alcohol, grilled meats and fried appetizers filled her nostrils. And looking around at the casual scene, she couldn't help but feel a bit overdressed in her sleek, white Versace dress and black and white blazer.

She thought that the designer dress gave a nice first impression, hugging her curves and showcasing her body in all the right places.

Multiple people were crowded in the seats in the restaurant area enjoying themselves, drunk couples were also pressing against each other at the bar with provocative dancing and make-out sessions that were going on and on. Groups of random people danced around the place to the rap music playing in the bar's speakers, and to top it off, there was a huge group of men that crowded around the box television at the end of the bar. Watching the latest football game.

So, it looked like a great place.

Angela scanned over the crowded place, seeing no sign of the man Sherri told her to look for-

Very tall, Blonde long hair, and Deep blue eyes.

Kind of poor detail but she figured that Sherri didn't want to spoil too much about the man.

But after minutes of looking, Angela was about to give up hope until she noticed a humongous figure sitting at the bar under a small stool next to the crowded men that were watching the game.

And the man she was looking at, was the biggest man she had ever seen...Even sitting down.

His hair was long, golden and fell in soft waves over his broad shoulders matching the same color as what looked like a beard. And from afar his jawline looked sharp, like it was carved from stone.

The man was also wearing a fitted blue jean jacket over what looked like a simple black shirt, paired with relaxed-fitted blue jeans that accentuated his athletic build. His eyes looked bluer as she continued to squint and he seemed focused, mostly out of tune as if he was also searching for someone himself.

Angela slyly bit her lip, remembering what Sherri told her to look for again:

Very tall- check

Long blonde hair- check

Deep blue eyes- check

Was this the guy she was being set up with?

She didn't want to be wrong but, how could it not be? He checked everything she was supposed to be looking for.

Angela took a deep breath, soothing down her blazer down once, to gather enough courage for a successful approach or horrible humiliation.

In this kind of setting Angela would usually meet a friend so assertive and somewhat extroverted would seem like the way to go. But, in this type of situation what would she say? It felt different because she never approached man at a bar like this. It felt she was running into straight abomination.

While shakingly trying to navigate through the crowd, she passed through the restaurant area, offering polite "excuse me's" to the drunk people in her way.

But no matter how crowded it got, her eyes still remained focused on her target.

She moved closer, seeing the drunk people around the huge man babbling, trying to get some type of engagement with him. But he seemed to remain casual, ignoring them and speaking to the bartender in front of him.

Then suddenly, Angela saw his head perk up, as if he was sensing her presence approaching.

The world behind her started to fade, and time began to move in slow motion once when she saw a fresh pair of blue eyes, followed by a charming smile spread across the tall man's face.

It felt like a romance movie, just missing the fan to make his hair go wild.

Angela was finally close enough to approach him, her body growing stiff as she stopped a bit by his chair. "H-Hello, Kevin?" she managed, to let out.

The man smiled brighter, flipping his hair over his shoulder casually. "Angela, right?" His deep voice boomed, louder than hers and the bobbled noises around them.

He quickly turned around before Angela could respond, going into his wallet to place a freshly rolled twenty dollar-bill onto the bar island.

Her eyes were stuck wide open as he was now standing up tall from his stool. He looked way bigger up close, and he graciously towered over her five-foot- four frame without trying, like a tall beanstalk.

Others around watched the two with their own pair of widened eyes and slurred whispers falling from their lips.

"Yeah, I'm Kevin" he spoke again, extending his large hand for a shake.

His hand looked so large compared to hers, so rough. Clearly the biggest hand she's ever seen, now be able to feel.

Angela carefully placed her smaller hand in his, immediately feeling his grip go a little firm once they connected.

"Nice to finally meet you, Kevin." She replied, clearing her throat a bit to remain relaxed. "It looks like you come here often. People are staring and seem to know you."

Kevin chuckled, a low, gripping sound that sent a small shiver down her spine.

"Eh, they only know me from Tv." Kevin lightly shrugged. "And most of the time when I'm off the road I'm what you call a slight, home body. Partying and going out is more of an on the road type of deal for me." He continued, placing his jean jacket back over his body.

"But a few days ago, I suddenly got a call from Sherri, who I haven't seen or heard from since the Vince bullshit. We chatted n' she was tellin' me a little bit about ya' and from what I heard..." He continued, leaning forward with his head down a bit to analyze her more.

"It looks like I hit the jackpot. At times like this, I could use a bit of good liquor and great company."

Angela's heart was now beating wildly, echoing like the Grinch's heart when it finally grew three times its size. "U-Uh yeah, but I wouldn't really say I'm much of a-"

"How about we get away from these jabroni's and I take you to that restaurant over there so I can hear you more clearly?" Kevin suggested, as the echoing sound of the drunk men's cheers behind them became more aggressive by the minute.

Angela took a peek over, noticing them jumping and aggressively hugging each other with beers and glasses still in hand. She lightly chuckled, giving a small nod as she tilted her head up to meet his sky-blue eyes again. "Yeah, that'll be lovely."

With a quick, returning nod Angela felt his hand quickly swallow hers, followed by an immediate grip. She noticed how he quickly took the lead once they started to move and he made sure she stayed right behind him, adding a tiny bit of pressure every time they went through tiny spaces among the crowd.

Instead of saying regular polite "excuse me's" like Angela did so, Kevin told people to "move" or "back up" so the two could have a clear path. Even though people were making way for the large man anyways.

Making it to the restaurant area, it seemed to have more of an intimate feel, with "No Ordinary Love" by Sadè playing through the ceiling speakers. The tables were also decorated with clean white tablecloths, and fake flowers with fake candles in the middle to top it off.

"Any drinks you get, types of food, whatever, is on me tonight alright?" Kevin spoke as he led the two towards a table close to the back.

Angela raised an eyebrow, feeling his hand release from hers so he could pull her chair out. "Really?" she replied, trying to hide the flattery as she took a seat.

It was going to be a long night and looking at the drunk people around, Angela was sure that at least one drink would get her like them. But alcohol is expensive and once people get more and more drunk, they grow an appetite, which can also get more and more expensive.

It was their first time meeting, and she heard him point out that he was on television and on the road, so she didn't want to seem like one of those women or give him a different kind of vibe no matter what his career was. "You don't really have to, Kevin it's alright-"

"Trust me, Angela I want to." he cut in, placing himself in the seat across from her.

"I would never leave a hot shot like you to pay for yourself. Plus, it's our first date, that would be a dick ass move."

Angela couldn't help but chuckle and his wordplay, along with his looks was already making her feel butterflies. But she had to quickly shake it off because she had to remember that she couldn't look easy, and she didn't know anything about this man.

"Thank you, Kevin, that's really nice of you." She warmly thanked, placing her purse by her feet under the table.

It didn't take long for a waiter to come to them and once he approached, he seemingly had his hands full. One hand holding a bottle of 1996 cloudy Bay wine - a wine from New Zealand and in the other hand, two empty wine glasses.

Angela eyebrows furrowed, sending a side-eye towards Kevin's direction, who had a slight smirk on his face.

She didn't even have time to look at the menu. How could a drink already be here?

"I saw you when you came in." Kevin cut, snickering at her expression, "I remembered what to look for to find ya and when I did, you seemed a bit nervous so I asked the bartender guy what kind of drink he thought would be best to set the mood" he continued

"I hope you like Sauvignon Blac, he surprisingly picked one of my favorites."

Angela's expression shifted to one of genuine shock. It wasn't just about the excellent wine choice that surprised her but also the way this man seemed to have everything put together so far on the outside.

His observation of her nervousness, the drinks ordered before they even said hello to each other and his insistence on paying no matter what—it all seemed so gentleman-like, unlike years ago. Most men she delt with before were self-absorbed, often focusing on themselves and one thing.

"You still seem a bit nervous: It's okay if you are, Angela" he calmly spoke, his haze flickering towards the waiter, who was now expertly pouring their glasses.

Angela took a deep breath, feeling her shoulders relax slightly. "I am a tiny bit nervous, yes." She admitted, her voice softening a bit. "I'm sure Sher told you that it's been a minute since I've been on a date, so I was just a bit taken back when I came in."

Kevin's eyes softened, and he leaned in slightly, elbows relaxed onto the table as his expression was sincere. "Well, let me apologize if I'm doing too much or anything. It's been a minute since I've been on one of these damn things too, so I guess I got wrapped up in my own nerves trying to impress."

The admission brought a new rich warmth to Angela's cheeks. It was surprising to hear him admit that he hadn't been on a date in a while, especially given his Greek-Godlike features. But, knowing he was feeling the same way as her made her feel comfortable and the atmosphere between them feel more intimate.

"Really? I wouldn't have guessed." She replied, a comforting smirk plastering along her face. "You seem like you've done this a million times,"

Kevin chucked, shaking his head at her sudden topic change before smirking and reaching for his glass. "Eh, I've had my share of women in the past and dealt with shit, trust me beautiful. But tonight, and hopefully more nights, I'm only focused on you, and I want you to enjoy yourself with me."

↳ ¹ : ¹⁹ ᵃᵐ | ANGELA

The couple spent hours lost in delightful conversations, while drinking a bottle and a half of wine and indulging in the best Mozzarella sticks Angela had ever tasted. Time seemed to slip away as their tipsy discussions flowed effortlessly and Angela was truly enjoying herself.

She finally let herself loose, initiating numerous conversations, punctuated by bursts of laughter and bold questions that flew from her lips the more she sipped. Angela could feel a deeper connection forming with each story they shared about their backgrounds and, day to day lives.

She learned that Kevin was passionate about two things: wrestling and his two-year-old son. He spoke with true warmth in his voice when he mentioned his boy, sharing stories and a picture in his wallet.

But once she started to ask shallow questions about his divorce, the answers were pretty brief and stern. He explained a tiny bit about how he and his ex-wife had been high school sweethearts who simply drifted apart as years passed. And once she became pregnant, a divorce was already settled.

And that was all he explained.

She asked no further questions beyond that, appreciating that he was so open. The fact that he spoke about his ex-wife without bitterness and kept the answers short and sweet was actually nice and it showed how mature he was and that he still had respect, which she also found more attractive.

"Angela, you okay sweetheart?" She heard Kevin's voice ping, making her snap her attention back towards him. "Yeah, sorry I spaced out a bit." she quickly apologized, taking a sip of her fourth glass of wine.

Kevin let out his signature smooth, low chuckle before leaning back in his chair. "It's okay, I paid while you spaced out so we can head out. It's getting pretty late anyways," he calmly spoke, holding the folded receipt between his fingers.

Angela's eyes lit up as she eyed the folded paper. "Oh! Okay, how much-"

"Don't even ask babe, I told you I'd pay and that means you're knowin' what's on the bill either."

Angela rolled her eyes playfully, taking the final sip out of her glass. "Really? You won't even let me take a peek at how much it was?"

Kevin calmly shrugged, standing up from his chair, "Don't act shocked, I'm a man of my word. Besides, it's not like I can't afford how much is on this paper anyways."

"Fine but next time I'm paying, Kevin" She insisted, tilting her head.

"Next time?" Angela heard him echo with an eyebrow raised. "You already plannin' a second date with little ol me?"

"Little wouldn't be a way to describe you but yeah, maybe I am" Angela replied with a coy smile. "Tonight seemed to go pretty well on my end."

Kevin's expression shifted like a thunderbolt and his eyes widened like he was either full of impression or shock. "Oh, this date definitely passed pretty well." he spoke with a more intimate tone as he started to walk around the table towards her side. "I'm lookin' forward to many more nights like this."

"Me too, possibly." Angela quickly responded, getting up from her own seat.

They both quickly grabbed their things with Kevin even helping Angela get situated by holding her purse and helping place her blazer over her semi- masculine arms.

"So, Angela, how are you getting home?" Kevin asked, as the two started making their way to the exit side by side.

"Thank you" she smiled, noticing that he pushed the exit door open for her, the Florida wind fanning her face. "And I'm taking a cab back to my apartment, I gave you the napkin that my number on's-"

"I have the napkin cheekbones, I'm just saying I can take you home." he teased taking his keys out of his jacket pocket. "My truck is right over there, and I want you to get home safe. Some cab at this hour doesn't seem right to me."

Angela felt her face burn at the tempting offer. "Are you sure, I don't wanna make you stay out any longer."

"It's fine I wouldn't mind being out with you for a little longer, especially after all this." he replied smoothly, his confidence shining through.

Angela hesitated for a moment weighing her options. Back in the day, she wouldn't dare tell a man her address on the first date, let alone get in the same car with them. But again, it was one a.m., almost Two. Finding a phone at this kind of time seemed like so much work and knowing how people could become with alcohol on the streets of Miami, Kevin was right. It didn't seem like the right move.

"Well...If you insist, I don't mind."

↳ ¹ : ⁴⁵ ᵃᵐ | ANGELA

When they arrived at Angela's apartment building, the mood was completely charged. The short car ride had been filled with more wrestling stories from Kevin, tales of his days in Detroit, and travels with his friend group "The Kliq". But it was the endless teasing flying back and forth between them that made her feel a lightness in her heart that she hadn't experienced in ages.

But once they parked, Angela realized she wasn't going to win any argument about him following her inside. Even if her apartment was on the second floor, there was no point in mentioning it.

"You really didn't have to come all the way up here." She said, trying to maintain a hint of casualness as they reached her apartment door.

Kevin shook his head and ran his fingers through his long hair, which glimmered under the soft glow of the hallway lights. "I just wanted to make sure you got in safe and whatnot," he replied, a smile playing on his lips that made her heart flutter.

"I had a great time with you though, Angel. I haven't had this much fun in years-even when I was married, honest." he continued, his tone shifting to something more serious.

"You're truly one of a kind and thank you for even saying yes to Sherri's lil' arrangement."

Angela hesitated for a moment, her hand resting on the door handle as Kevin's words settled into her chest. She could feel the weight of them, more profound than any teasing or lighthearted joke they shared during the entire night.

"And thank you," She said softly, her voice almost a whisper. "I had a really great time too. It was...different, in a great way though."

Kevin's eyes remained steady on her for a moment after she spoke, as if he was searching for something beyond her gaze until took a step closer without warning. "And somehow..." he said softly, his voice low and tender, "You've just became ten times sexier than before."

The unexpected compliment sent a buzz to Angela's tipsy brain. "Really? You sure that's not the wine talkin'?" she teased, trying to mask her growing fluster.

"Not a chance," he replied, his gaze still steady and unwavering as his hand tenderly moved to cup her cheek. "You have no idea how happy I am that I met you tonight, Angela. I truly mean it."

Before she could gather her thoughts and find the words to express how she felt about seeing him again, Kevin leaned in slowly and deliberately pressing a soft kiss on her left cheek. It lingered longer than expected, as if he was savoring the moment himself.

"I should probably get goin' though," he said against her skin, his voice soft but clear once he took a step back. "Goodnight, Angela."

And just like that he turned and walked away down the hall. Meanwhile, Angela stayed frozen in place unable to move. The click of her apartment door even opened behind her, but she couldn't bring herself to step back.

Her mind was now forming into a whirlwind of emotions and desires that she couldn't quite make sense of.

She truly didn't know if it was just the alcohol getting into her own head but that kiss...Along with the warmth of his touch still lingering on her cheek and the memory of his intense blue eyes burned in her mind. And she couldn't help but to feel a wave of longing wash over her as she realized that he was officially gone, and the thought of this actually being it for the night made her crave him more.

With a new sense of boldness, Angela quickly propped her door open, her fingers trembling slightly as she did and not thinking with her clear mind. She moved forward, her feet carrying her down the hall as she speedwalked.

Every step she took away from her apartment, her mind was yelling at her, telling her to stop. The complete opposite of what her body was screaming.

Just to her luck, Angela spotted Kevin as he was standing by the elevator because the stairs were closed off. He was waiting, his huge figure turned away from her while looking down at what looked like a piece of paper, lost in thought.

He was looking at her number.

Angela took a deep breath, her heart pounding against her ribs, as her voice called out, echoing like a loud whine in the hallway. "Kevin!"

Kevin turned his head, a look of surprise and concern etched on his handsome features. "Angela? Is everything alright?"

Her quickened steps faltered, and she felt a small gulp of embarrassment as saw him start to move forward, trying to meet her halfway. Angela knew that letting him walk away would personally be one of the biggest mistakes she would ever make tonight, so it was now or never.

"W-Well, I was just thinking." She said, taking a quick glance back toward her apartment door. "Would you like to stay for a little minute? Maybe come in?"

Kevin followed her gaze, his eyes darkening back to that shade of Sapphire Blue from earlier and there was something in the smirk that was now plastered on his face that Angela couldn't quite put her finger on. "So, you want some more alone time with me?" Kevin asked, his voice deeply spoken as he took a step closer. "Hm?"

Angela's cheeks flushed hot with both arousal and embarrassment at his suggestive tone. She nervously giggled before finally blurting out what she shouldn't be scared of saying. "Yes," she said breathlessly. "I do."

Her heart pounded even harder as Kevin's smirk grew wider, his voice dropping low and seductive. "I'd thought you'd never ask. Lead the way, hot stuff."

Angela led Kevin back to her apartment, feeling like she was floating on a cloud. She couldn't believe what was happening; just a few years ago she was telling herself, she was never "seeing a man" ever again. And now, she was letting a huge, gorgeous man follow her into her apartment.

It was all feeling like a dream.

Once he followed her inside, he had to bend down a bit as the door closed behind them. Angela turned to Kevin, her heart racing with excitement and nerves.

"So," she said, trying to sound casual as she placed her blazer on the coat rack, showcasing her gorgeous arms to him again. "Can I get you anything? A drink maybe?"

Angela could hear Kevin's steps follow her as she moved towards the kitchen island, looking down at her. "Nah, we already had enough wine back at the bar," He replied huskily, turning her body around in a simple twirl. "But there is something else I want."

Angela's breath got caught in her throat as she felt his hand reach out to gently brush an ingrown hair from her pixie cut, behind her ear. His touch was igniting a fuel in her core, and she couldn't deny that she loved the switch that was going off in him now.

"What's that?" She asked softly, unable to look away from his piercing haze.

"You," He answered simply before leaning down and capturing her lips on a searing kiss.

Angela let out a soft moan as their lips finally moved together, their bodies pressed close against each other as she rose to her tippy toes a bit.

His hands wandered down her back, pulling her even closer to him as their tongues danced together.

She had never felt this kind of passion before; it was like fireworks going off inside her body. She ran her hands through his thick, Disney prince-like hair as their kiss deepened even further.

Then suddenly she gasped as she felt Kevin lifted her up with one arm and easily place her on the cool kitchen island, their kiss never breaking. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer as he stood between her legs.

Their lips parted and Angela started to trail her soft, open mouth kisses down Kevin's strong jawline and beard. Seeing her burgundy lipstick print smeared across his lips and mustache did something to her and she couldn't wait to leave them everywhere else.

She nipped and sucked at his pale sensitive skin, causing him to let out a low groan of pleasure.

Her eyes were half-closed with desire as Kevin's hands traveled up her body, making her skin tingle with anticipation. She could feel his hands lift her dress above her waist as if he was asking for permission.

"Go ahead, take it off." She slowly spoke, removing the straps off of her shoulders.

Kevin didn't need to be told twice. He lifted her dress up and tossed somewhere in the living room, on the floor. His eyes were staring like a Conover hunting its prey, at the sight of her in nothing but a black lacy bra and matching panties.

He leaned down and captured her lips again, his hands going back to roaming over every inch of her beautiful brown skin.

Angela felt a rush of heat between her legs as his hands traveled down to cup her ass, gripping and jiggling it with his hands while their tongues danced together once more. She couldn't believe that this was happening; She was finally getting something that she hated to admit years ago, she missed.

She pulled away from the kiss for air and looked into Kevin's eyes. Even with her sitting on the kitchen island he was still so much taller than her. "I need you, Kevin" she whispered huskily, her fingers making their way to his beard. "Please.."

But Kevin's expression shifted slightly, a mix of lust and concern fitting across his features. "But I-I don't have a condom," he admitted, his voice tinged with a hint of frustration.

"I have one in my nightstand somewhere," Angela quickly assured, from the rush of adrenaline coursing through her. The thought of losing this moment and letting him walk away again, if he didn't want to do this anymore-pushed her heart rate faster.

Kevin's grip on Angela's thighs tightened as he let out an approving cheek kiss in response. He lifted her off the island with force, his eyes blazing with an intense desire. "Where's your room?" his voice low and commanding, making Angela's eyes widen as she started to see his true intensity.

"Down the hall to the left.."

She felt so light in his arms as he carried her to her bedroom, and their lips only parted for a second to gently place her on the bed. His eye contact was lethal despite the size difference as she laid on her back, tenderly watching him slowly strip off his outside clothes.

The sight of his hairy chest and beautifully toned abs itself made her moan and the pool in her underwear fully form.

He crawled onto the bed with her, his lips immediately trailing wet kisses down her neck and chest, making his way to her breasts. He quickly pulled her bra up with no warning, taking one nipple into his mouth while teasing the other with his large fingers.

"Such a beautiful, fucking woman." he groaned making Angela's back arch in pleasure as his lips began to travel down her stomach, leaving a trail tongue lick over her own abs.

She watched closely as he reached her lingerie and slowly slid them off, his eyes sparkling at the drooling sight.

She watched him closely as if he couldn't help it. Kevin's tongue instantly trailed along her soaking spot, wasting no time. His eyes were completely shut as he did so, swirling and sucking on her clit like it was the best thing he had ever tasted.

His actions and moans against her sent jolts throughout her body and she tangled her fingers in his hair to remotely pull him closer as her words started to grow louder. Meanwhile Kevin kept his hands locked onto her hips so she couldn't squirm.

But soon, her walls clenched as the feeling his large middle finger make its way in her tight, wet hole.

Arousal was already peaking with every suck, lick and spit he made on her core, and now his finger was adding onto the pleasure.

Kevin's eyes remained locked onto hers as he pulled his mouth away from her clit, keeping his finger in tack. And with spit trailing down his beard, he used his free hand to pull his boxers down, revealing his thick, hard erection.

"You sure ya' ready?" he growled adding his ring finger into her, coating his fingers.

Angela moaned loudly, resting herself on her elbows to get a better view. "Yeah, why wouldn't-Ah!" she yelped as she was suddenly now being flipped over on her stomach, feeling empty as his hands were now pulled away. "Kevin!"

She heard the sounds of paper ripping behind her, making her look back to the sight of him opening the condom that was in her nightstand.

Angela didn't even know she really had one in there.

"What?" Kevin continued as he gently placed the condom over his hard shaft. "I'm surprised; you have my size."

Angela felt his rough hands start to travel down her back, making sure she was arched up just right and open for his tall body. "Nothing's wrong," She mumbled in the the blanket. "You could jus' give me a head up sometimes, that's all." she scoffed, feeling her legs being spread apart, a signal that he was ready to position himself.

His manhood trialed up and down her wet slit, coating it with her pooling wetness. "Well can you blame me? You told me you're ready n' you need me, right?" He teased with a dry chuckle behind her, leaning down to her ear. "I mean, it looks like you do. You're already making a mess, and I haven't even got started yet."

Angela's breath hitched as Kevin's words made her back arch. She couldn't deny that her core was aching for his contact ever since she brought him back and like before it was now or never, and she was sure he was feeling the same way also.

"Of course, I said I-FUCK!" her words were instantly cut off by Kevin slowly pushing into her.

He began to move once he was halfway inside of her and Angela couldn't help but moan loudly into her blankets as every inch of him was slowly filling her tightness as his movements were slow and steady.

"You're just so wet, I didn't wanna waste any more time." he cursed, sending a rough strike to her ass as he began to pick up the pace a bit. "So beautiful, just like this..."

Angela's moans grew out of control as he gripped onto her hips with bruising force, causing her arch to loosen up with each savage thrust. "Fuck me harder... please!" she cried out, fingers clawing at the bed.

Her body language was of control like her body was sensitive to every single touch he made onto her body.

They were so lost in a frenzy of euphoria, Kevin started slowly pounding into her with reckless abandon. Every thrust brought more cream and dripping wetness to coat his throbbing shaft.

"You're so fucking tight. Making a mess all over a man you just met." he groaned, his voice deep and primal in her right ear,

  She could feel him already reaching his peak and begged for more, pushing herself back onto him with desperation. "You feel s-so good inside of me, Mmh!" She shouted, grabbing onto a pillow nearby to place under her face.

She began to push herself back onto him, wanting to feel all of him inside of her. Her loud noises weren't even moans anymore, they were more like loud war cries now and she was sure that her neighbors could probably hear the two of them, themselves. "You're too big, I-!" Angela whined out.

The adrenaline was coursing through Angela's body, her walls clenching tightly around him as she reached down to rub frantically at her sensitive nub. She could feel herself already getting closer, feeling her legs tremble as Kevin's grip on her hips tightened even more.

He reached forward, using his dominant left hand to cover her neck as he began to thrust into her with slow, passionate force. "That's it, baby girl," he encouraged, his deep voice making her body jolt once again. "Let go for me. You needed this, you deserve this, Angela."

Angela couldn't hold back any longer, she felt like her body was engulfing in flames as she screamed out Kevin's name. The waves of intensity finally washed over her as her fingers dug into the pillow, riding her long-awaited high.

She could sense Kevin's own release was building inside as he twitched a bit in her cream filled walls. His thrusts became sloppier and more desperate as the two continued their loud noises. Gripping her whole neck tightly before, finally spilling himself inside of the condom with a loud moan of his own.

He gently collapsed on top of her, both of them in a sweaty heap. Their breathing was heavy and ragged and despite Angela feeling the body heat and soreness forming under his big body, she couldn't help but let out a satisfied sigh.

She was truly happy that she listened to Sherri for once.

Kevin leaned down to place gentle kisses along the nape of her neck before pulling out of her and rolling onto his back beside her. They laid there in the same position for a few minutes, both trying to catch their breaths. "You okay, sweetheart?"

Angela finally turned to face Kevin, "Yeah," she replied, a soft smile. "Just thinkin' about how I'm gonna tell Sherri about all of this tomorrow..."

ྀི• Theres something about Kevin Nash that just...lord-

ྀི• This imagine was 18 pages in my notebook and computer

ྀིྀིྀིྀིྀི • All, if not most of the Imagines will have exclusive content like this one, so please remeber that these all are gonna be 18+

ྀིྀིྀིྀིྀི • Please remember that these imagines are just for FUN and I'm a writer that just loves to write...

ྀི • Feel free to follow me on Twitter and Bluesky @/jazzybuggy (don't put the "/")

ྀི • The part in her apartment...yeah let me not say too much, Matt Hardy is next!

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