She wanted more

Part #: 1 of 1

Summary: Candice gets a little more attention than she bargained for…

Rating: R

Distribution: just ask….

Characters: Candice Michelle & Chris Jericho

Disclaimer: I own no one…Vince owns the professional, they own their personal…

Author’s note: This story was inspired by the 2/14/05 edition of Raw where Candice Michelle joined Chris Jericho on the Highlight Reel. Both Candice and Y2J poked fun at the FCC by exposing her bare shoulder. The

shenanigans were clearly in reference to the exposure Canidice's Super Bowl commercial received.

Author’s note 2: This was my entry for Fushia Butterfly’s WSFC

Candice sat on the patio. She slowly sipped her drink. She was finally relaxing from her excruciating schedule she had recently accepted. She did not realize the reaction that she would receive or all the attention. She thought it would be just a simple commercial. She was amazed with Chris from the moment she saw him. He was a superstar in so many ways. The Highlight Reel was more than a highlight it was the whole show for her.

Chris invited her to dinner after the show. He wanted to get to know her outside of being a diva, model and actress. It seemed like dinner was too quick. They were not ready to go back to the hotel. The club was not an atmosphere that they desired. They wanted an intimate one. Candice instantly had an idea and she urged him to stop at Priscilla’s. Chris was nervous but excited at her choice. She wanted to give him a personal fashion show.

Chris sat and glanced at the different outfits. Candice had not allowed him to see what her choices were. But Chris agreed to buy two id he really liked them. He turned when he heard something clicking and clanging. He smiled when she entered in a diamond dress. He explained to her that he wanted to dress her in diamonds but just not that way. He smiled when she entered in the French maid outfit and knew that was the one. This place was erotic and most anyone could do erotic. He wanted to test her versatility. He decided to make the next stop a park. He was surprised to see her take off towards the swings. He took off after her after she shouted he could not catch her. She began to run in a different direction but he caught her off guard. He tackled her and they fell into the sandbox.

Chris smiled when Candice stated that she liked it when it hurts. They went back to the hotel. Candice felt embarrassed because she felt an alley cat who received milk. She wanted more of Mr. Irvine and she planned to get it. When Chris insisted that they slow it down, Candice wanted to scream but agreed. She would wait…

***Couple days later ****

Candice walked on the airplane to fly home to Atlanta. She smiled when she noticed him. He had his headphones on so he was probably listening to All That Remains. She sat in her seat and checked her schedule. Then she smelled his cologne. She turned to see who it was and was met with a kiss. She smiled when he pulled away. She blushed as she had thoughts about the mile high club. She hated to admit it but she had thought about Chris so much she wanted to scream. She felt like a boomerang for his personal use. But when she came back this time, she wanted to beat him up.

She broke her trance as she glanced at Chris as he sat in front of her. He held all her secrets. She felt a safety in his arms. She had fond someone she could be herself with and he did not mind it. Candice moved so he could lean back on her. She caressed his hair. They were resting for round 2. He loved to make her scream. She was like an alley cat that drank all her milk and she wanted more.

"La La" by Ashlee Simpson

You can dress me up in diamonds

You can dress me up in dirt

You can throw me like a lineman

I like it better when it hurts

Oh, I have waited here for you

I have waited

You make me wanna la la

In the kitchen on the floor

I'll be a French maid

Where I'll meet you at the door

I'm like an alley cat

Drink the milk up, I want more

You make me wanna

You make me wanna scream

You can meet me on an aero-plane

Or in the back of the bus

You can throw me like a boomerang

I'll come back and beat you up

Oh, I have waited here for you

Don’t, keep me waiting

You make me wanna la la

In the kitchen on the floor

I'll be a French maid

Where I'll meet you at the door

I'm like an alley cat

Drink the milk up, I want more

You make me wanna

You make me wanna la la

In the kitchen on the floor

I'll be a French maid

Where I'll meet you at the door

I'm like an alley cat

Drink the milk up, I want more

You make me wanna

You make me wanna scream

I feel safe with you

I can be myself tonight

It's alright, with you

Cuz you hold, my secrets tight

You do, You do

You make me wanna la la, la la la, la la, la la la la la la la la la

You make me wanna la la, la la la la

You make me wanna la la

In the kitchen on the floor

I'll be a French maid

When I'll meet you at the door

I'm like an alley cat

Drink the milk up, I want more

You make me wanna

You make me wanna la la

in the kitchen on the floor

I'll be a French maid

Where I'll meet you at the door

I'm like an alley cat

Drink the milk up, I want more

You make me wanna

You make me wanna scream

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