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“What about your fight?”

“Look, baby girl. We don’t need to fuck, no matter how hard you make me. I just want to stay with you a little longer before I have to go back to training. We weigh in on Friday.”

“Okay.” Her face drops.

“Look at me, baby girl. How about you join me?”

“What about…”

“Sweet Tina. Didn’t I just say I don’t care if I never win a fight again as long as I get you? If I get to eat your pussy and slide into it until we’re both coming, I’ll fight a damn wild animal.”

“I’ll go with you.”

“Good, because I wasn’t going back without you.”

He pulls me in, eyes trained on mine while he slides his hands down to my ass. “Time for bed, baby girl. I’ve kept you up long enough.”

“Not long enough,” I pant, running my hands up his chest.

“Woman, if we stay up any longer, you’ll be screaming my name until sunrise.”

That’s exactly what I want. I need his reassurance and love. He quickly scoops me up, tossing me over his shoulder as if I weigh nothing, and for the most part I don’t, compared to him. I’m only one hundred and fifteen pounds, and it’s mostly in my tits and ass.

He slides me down his firm body. His mouth slams over mine as he kisses me firmly, sliding his tongue inside to play with mine. When he releases my lips, he grunts out, “You’re wearing too many clothes, beautiful.”

“So are you.”

I watch him as he starts removing his jacket, followed by his tee shirt, and then he goes for the button on his jeans and stops. “Well, little girl, get to it, or are you planning on sucking on my cock first?”

I release the stranglehold my teeth have on the corner of my bottom lip. “Is that a challenge, Mr. Miller?”

“I know better than to challenge you, baby girl.” He grabs my chin and stares into my eyes. “I’m telling you to come suck my cock.” His thumb slides over my lips and then pushes them open. Oh shit, my pussy’s soaking my panties. “Knees.”

I obey, falling to my knees, wanting to please him. He frees himself. “Time to take it, baby girl.” I run my tongue over the tip and let out a moan, teasingly playing with him before sliding my mouth all the way down.

I look up and see his eyes on me, and he’s biting down on his lip. “Fuck, you can’t keep doing that. It’ll be over before we get started.” Smiling, I move faster, hollowing out my cheeks and bobbing up and down his length. “Damn it. I should have known better.”

He pops his cock out of my mouth and lifts me off my knees. “If you won’t strip, I’ll have to take these sexy pajamas off you because I want to keep you up all night as promised, and we don’t need clothes for that.” He lifts off my thin tank top and then grabs the hems of my shorts and panties, taking them off with one smooth motion down my legs. “Feet.” I lift them one at a time. “Good girl.” Why does that turn me on? I swore I’d never want a man like him, and I’m at his mercy.

I find myself naked and tumbling into bed with the rugged beast under me whispering promises that make my heart and body sing. He runs his fingers deliberately up my spine until he cups the back of my neck to pull me into a deep kiss. Our hips grind until I feel his length press firmly at my entrance. “Mine,” he whispers.

Our loving is fast and intense, our orgasms coming on so quickly we manage to fall asleep well before sunrise, which I’m grateful for because I work in the morning.

****

The sound of Mike’s phone wakes me up and from the time on my nightstand, I see it’s already ten am. Seconds pass as I rub my eyes and he fumbles for the device. “Oh shit,” I holler, remembering I have to be at the clinic in an hour. I’m out of bed and flying into the bathroom like a madwoman.

“Fuck, baby girl. Where are you going?” he grunts. I turn to look at him and nearly melt into a puddle on the spot. The man is completely disheveled and naked with just the covers at his waist.

“I’m going to be late for work if I don’t get moving.”

He nods at me, so I head into the bathroom as he answers his phone. “What’s up, Cyber?”

“Are you fucking serious?” I come back out of the bathroom to see Mike throwing the covers off and standing up. He scoops up his clothes and starts dressing. “Give me everything you got. I’m firing him, but I want all the proof so the asshole can’t sue me.”

I stand there, forgetting to get ready. My mind is trying to focus on what he’s saying while my body is reacting to his sexiness.

“Okay, thanks.” He ends the call and then looks straight at me. “You come here.”

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