Page 17 of Her Cage Fighter


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“Daddy—”

“Shhh, let me apologize, baby,” he breathes into my skin. “I’m going to lick your pussy, fuck you with my tongue until you are creaming in my mouth. I’ll be quick, I promise you.”

My heart hammers in my chest from his words, and I figure he’s at least going to open his car door for us, but he drops to his knees right there in the parking lot before slipping a hand up my work skirt. I slap my hand over my mouth to hold back a cry when he grabs my panties and tugs them down to my ankles.

This is wrong.

It’s sinful and forbidden, but it’s also new for me, and I want it.

I want him. Crave him like my next breath.

“So wet for me,” he whispers, kissing my thigh as he rubs his thumb over my folds. “I can’t wait to fuck this tight little hole later tonight.”

I gasp at his unfiltered words, my cheeks flaring with heat. “Daddy!”

“Now be a good little girl for Daddy and stay quiet while I eat your pussy, okay? If you make a sound and someone comes to check, be assured I will not stop until I am done.” His dark eyes stay on mine as he delivers the threat, and he doesn’t shift them until I nod. “Good girl.”

There is little warning before Hawk pulls one of my legs over his shoulder and leans in. I feel the heat of his tongue against my pulsing sex and have to bite into my hand to hold back a cry. My eyes roll back as pleasure shoots up my spine with every swipe of his tongue along my sex in long wet licks. The sounds he makes are so obscene . . . it turns me on more.

I bury my fingers in his hair and roll my hips to meet his tongue, tugging hard and pulling him closer to me. I whimper when he slides his middle finger into me, thrusting the digit slowly at first before picking up speed. My head falls back against the car as Hawk pleasures me in ways I never imagined were possible before him.

How can I not love him? This man goes from defending my honor to dropping to his knees like I am the most precious thing in his life!

Licking me up like I am his favorite dessert.

I dig my nails into his hair and choke back a sob when he flicks his tongue over my clit, drawing circles around the sensitive bud, making me clench hard around his thick digit.

I am so lost in pleasure that I forget where we are, and it’s not until I hear people chatting as they make their way toward us that I begin to panic. Hawk must hear them too, but he doesn’t stop.

He said he wouldn’t. I thought he was kidding, but the man pushes a second finger into me before suckling my clit into his mouth, and I lose it, burying my face in my arm as an orgasm tears through me. He licks me through the pulsing waves, working his tongue against my trembling sex and thrusting his digits into my sex so fast, my knees buck. Hawk gets up just in time to cover me with his massive body as the group of people walk by us. I’m trembling in his arms, knees threatening to give from what just happened.

“You taste amazing, baby,” he murmurs into my ear, thrusting his jean-covered hard-on against my thigh. “I could spend a lifetime buried between these legs, feeding my addiction.”

“Oh, God!” I say with a shudder, my eyes locked on him as he grabs my panties and wipes between my thighs, cleaning away the evidence of my pleasure before slipping them into his pocket. “You are insane. I was right to assume you are a rule breaker.”

“Baby, I haven’t broken any rules yet.” Christ, why does that sound like a threat, and why does it excite me so much? I shouldn’t be this eager when Hawk and I both probably just lost our jobs. Speaking of which . . .

“I need to go back in there and collect my stuff.” I sigh as dread settles into the pit of my stomach.

“I will go with you.”

“No,” I say firmly, slapping my palms on his rock-solid pecs. “I will just change out of the uniform and grab my bag. I won’t be gone long.”

“Johnny might still be in there,” he growls. “Though, if he knows what’s good for him, he’ll be long gone.”

“You scared the crap out of everyone earlier. I doubt Johnny will try anything if he is still around and besides, Sara is still in there,” I say, leaning in and brushing my lips against his. “I’ll be back in a few minutes. Please wait here.”

Hawk doesn’t seem entirely satisfied with that decision, but he nods. “Five minutes. If you are not out in five minutes, there will be hell to pay. For Johnny’s sake, he better not still be there. In and out in five minutes!”

I smile, leaning in and brushing my lips softly against his. I love you. It’s on the tip of my tongue to say those words and let him know how I feel, but I bite them back. We’re just getting started, I’ll have plenty of time to confess my love for him. So, for now, I settle for another kiss before turning away.

I don’t actually believe Johnny has left the bar. He is the manager after all. He’s probably already on the phone with the bar’s owner to explain why Hawk and I have been fired. I wasn’t about to share my suspicions with Hawk and risk him getting into another fight, though. I can only hope that I’ll be able to slip back inside, gather my things, and be gone without seeing Johnny again.

Chapter Eight

Hawk

I’m not good at waiting.

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