

Meet Destiny Dixon: 5'9" of smirking, raven-haired trouble. She’s got that round, unapologetic ass that sways like it owns the camera. Underneath the tiny frame she hides an endless appetite for the weird and the wild—double-teams, triple-teams, backdoor marathons, you name it. When she drops to her knees it’s a short fuse and a messy finish every time. She also moonlights as a stunt rider, because of course she does. Camera’s been catching her antics since 2009; thirty-plus scenes and the list keeps climbing.

Meet Destiny Dixon: 5'9" of smirking, raven-haired trouble. She’s got that round, unapologetic ass that sways like it owns the camera. Underneath the tiny frame she hides an endless appetite for the weird and the wild—double-teams, triple-teams, backdoor marathons, you name it. When she drops to her knees it’s a short fuse and a messy finish every time. She also moonlights as a stunt rider, because of course she does. Camera’s been catching her antics since 2009; thirty-plus scenes and the list keeps climbing.