Page 25 of My Fight


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She hums, the sound vibrating across my mouth.

“Too fucking good for me, that is for sure,” I growl, my nose trailing down her cheek, inhaling all of her. She lets another moan escape when I reach her neck, leaving light, teasing kisses down to her collarbone. Every press of my mouth elicits a pretty sound from her lips or rewarding shiver and tightening grip from her body.

“Taste me again. I think you might be my favorite flavor too,” she says breathily, and I groan louder as my lips find hers again, before moving down her jaw, to the most sensitive spot of her neck. Kissing with more force, I trail my tongue to her earlobe and nibble, before moving lower. Her hands run through my hair, her fingers massaging my head, and this spot right here, tucked into her neck, with her hold keeping me in place for her pleasure, is magic.

Her body arches into mine, as I lean against the medical bed. My hands find her ribs as I follow the line of her bra, and she jumps a little at the contact, so I pull back to look at her. Maybe I’ve pushed too far.

“Sorry… ticklish.” She giggles as she leans back from me, secure in my grip, and I smile cheekily.

“You’re ticklish, huh?”

“Sorry, yes, extremely,” she says with a blush and a smile, and I take full advantage of it.

“Where? Here?” I ask as my hands and fingers start tickling her around the waist.

“Arghhh! Yes!” she screams in delight, her laughter bouncing around the room. It is a sound that has never been inside these walls, but fuck, I really want it to be.

“Carter, stop! Carter!” she screams at me, as she flops around in my arms, like a jumping bunny. I’m laughing as I pick her up and place her on the medical bed, standing in front of her so she can’t move.

“Good to know you have a weakness,” I say to her, grinning, pleased with myself that not only am I getting to know her better, but I just had my hands all over her.

“Tell me, are you ticklish here?” I ask her, before my lips find the crook of her neck again, and I feel her relax instantly as I taste her skin.

“No...” she says in a whisper as her hands run up my arms, her fingernails lightly scratching my skin.

“What about here?” I ask her, my lips going lower, trailing down the neckline of her top, and she leans back, her hands gripping my neck, keeping me with her.

“No...” she almost moans, and my hands wrap around her middle as my lips start to go even lower, my tongue licking the skin at the top of her bra.

“Carter,” she moans my name then, and I lift my head to look at her.

She stares up at me, and I kiss her again, before her hands cup my face and she pulls back slightly.

“You have gloss on your face,” she whispers, taking her thumb and wiping my lips.

“You have my sweat all over you,” I say in response, because girls hate that shit.

“I don’t mind.” I growl at the hungry look on her face, as my forehead bumps hers gently. I probably look like I want to devour her whole. And I do.

I see her swallow and take a small breath. “C’mon, let me fix you up.” Even though I know she is right, and we should stop before we take it too far, I groan loudly as I remove myself from her. She giggles at my grumble, and I grip her waist again, pulling her with me. I try to be a gentleman as I lift her off the bed and place her back onto her feet.

“Fine, no more tasting for now,” I murmur, and she smiles.

“For now,” she confirms as she straightens her clothes and fixes her hair. The two of us a little disheveled.

I swap places with her as I take a seat on the medic bed, letting her get to work.

“So Benji called you?” I ask as she gets a few things from her bag.

“Yeah, he called the office. Said you need your stitches checked and that you had a few hits to your head,” she says, looking at me with a quirked brow.

“I’m a fighter, Cat. I always get hits to the head. Not that I mind you looking me over.”

She smiles, almost shyly, and my lips curve in response.

“So what’s Benji’s deal anyway?” she asks, stepping toward me with scissors.

“He is my best friend. I have known him since we were teenagers. He is a good guy, just got mixed up with a bad crowd when he was younger. All good now, though.”

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