Page 27 of Fighting the Lure


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I wanted to kiss her so badly.

Bend her over and claim her lips in front of the whole arena.

But we hadn’t even discussed what we were. I hadn’t even told her sister.

“Go hit the showers, champ,” she said, leaning in close so only I could hear. “Then we’ll meet back at your place.”

Mmph. Yes, ma’am.

Before we left, I’d given Sam my key so she could go to my place early, but still, butterflies exploded in my chest when she greeted me at the door. Like coming home to her was a thing I could have on the regular.

“Come on,” she said, striding toward the couches.

A savory scent caught my attention, and I zeroed in on two plates of food, glasses of water, and napkins set on the surface of the coffee table.

I’d showered in the locker room, got checked out and cleared by the on-site doc, and then headed home, but that was an impressively short time for her to have whipped up a whole dinner.

“Reheated everything,” she said as we both settled onto my couch, the full plates in front of us. “You need some calories and water first and foremost.”

My heart tightened. This level of care was nothing I’d experienced from former partners, and we weren’t even together. This went beyond a trainer wanting her client to succeed. Chaz would never have pulled this. No, Sam might not be chatty like me, but she showed through action, and hell, hope burned in me anew.

The chicken in a light herbed sauce, with wild rice, mushrooms, and asparagus looked delicious, and my mouth watered. My appetite was always insane after a fight, and she’d known this and prepared.

“Thank you,” I said.

“You were brilliant out there.”

I chewed my lower lip, my heart reeling at her praise. God, I soaked up every ounce, the yearning growing out of control. I wanted Sam in my bed every night, in my life as long as she’d keep me.

I knew it was a risk. I knew I should’ve told Nina.

Yet I couldn’t help but fall headfirst for Sam.

“I had extra motivation,” I said, spearing a piece of asparagus with my fork and biting it. The burst of lemon and salt on my tongue was glorious, and I started digging in full force, not giving a fuck how I came across.

“Your ex-girlfriend and ex-trainer were in the crowd, right?” Sam asked. “Best sort of payback.”

I shook my head. “Nah, maybe it was that way at first, but honestly? You were all the motivation I needed.” My cheeks burned at the admission, and I ducked my head. Way to go, jumping right into the deep end. This was how I scared off all the chicks interested in me. “Sorry,” I blurted out in an attempt to scrape some of my dignity off the floor. “That was super cheesy.”

Sam’s hand settled over mine, and I glanced up. Her dark brown eyes were as soft as her grin, and my heart stilled for a second.

“Not cheesy if I liked it,” she said. Fuck, she was so genuine it made me swoon, the seriousness melting into a vulnerability that had me latching on like a suction cup to tile.

I chewed a bite of the chicken, which was juicy and cooked to perfection. A moan slipped from my lips. The way her nostrils flared was sexy as fuck. I hadn’t forgotten our plans for tonight, even though my body had started to crash from the adrenaline and energy spent on the fight. However, fucking in bed until we came and then passing out sounded like the perfect way to end this night.

“Be right back.” Sam rose from her seat. Her short shorts almost exposed a slice of her cheeks at the bottom. Fuck, I wanted to strip her down. My clit throbbed hard, and it took everything in me to remain in place and not follow her. So maybe I got a little hornier after a fight. Sue me.

Sam opened my freezer and returned with ice packs. God, I could kiss this woman.

Fuck it.

When she sat on the couch, I leaned forward and brushed my lips against hers. She lapped into my mouth with strong strokes, reminding me of how talented she was with her tongue. My core throbbed, and my panties grew damp. I nipped at her lip, then dove back in, enjoying her taste. Sam had been my dream woman since I was old enough to start noticing them, and every moment I spent with her was more than I could ever have fantasized.

Because this Sam was real. She had the control and competence that had always made me swoon, but I’d also seen her break, and those fears and hurts drew me deeper under her spell. And this caring side of her? I could never have dreamed up how attentive she was.

Slowly she pulled back but not before pressing one more brief kiss to my lips.

“Where did the biggest hits land?” she asked as she nudged the ice packs toward me. “We’ve got to take care of them.”

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