Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 78725 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78725 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
When he tried to pull back to breathe, I bit his lip so hard, I could taste blood. He tried to jerk away but I threaded a hand into his hair, keeping him pressed against me. River wasn’t the only one who refused to back down. If he thought he was winning this fight, he had another think coming.
“If you want my cock so bad,” I growled against his lips and forced down his head. “Go ahead. Hopefully your throat’s ready for a beating.”
“As much as my ass is.” His blue eyes swirled with lust. “So I hope you’re a team player.”
My cock throbbed when he bent so easily for me. He gripped my hips and took my length into his mouth in one bob. When the tip of my dick hit the back of his throat, he moaned. The vibrations brought goosebumps to my skin. He rocked slightly but didn’t move.
I looked down and caught his wicked gaze. River lulled his tongue out and gave the only signal I needed.
I grabbed the side of his cheeks and began fucking his mouth. Pleasure surged through me, but something even hotter took over my body: domination. River in the ring was a fucking menace. In this bathroom? He was my fucking bitch. I slammed my cock into his mouth until he was a moaning mess, bracing himself on my thighs to keep from falling back.
His head tipped back slightly. I gripped his hair and forced him back on my dick. Each of his grunts and whimpers vibrated around my length. I could barely hear anything over the pounding of my heart in my ears and the slap of my balls against his chin.
I exploded into his mouth without warning, forcing my cock back against his throat as I came. My body kept jerking long after my release. I stared down at him with bleary eyes as he fought to breathe. Something about seeing him so vulnerable made me feel invincible.
“Don’t swallow,” I demanded and tugged my flaccid cock from his mouth. “Spit it out in front of your knees.”
He did as commanded. My lips pulled into a smirk. “Now fuck your fist and come on top of mine. Fuck up and you won’t get to come again at all.”
River immediately wrapped his hand around his twitching cock. His pace was brutal from the start. When he fucked up into his fist and moaned, I could see every single ripple of his abs. Every single twitch of his thighs. Fuck, he was a handsome man. The small seed of guilt in my stomach was washed away with another wave of lust. We would definitely be doing this again, guilt be damned.
It didn’t take long for River to finish. His head fell back, long hair splayed out on his back. His moans rang in the open shower room. His release splattered all over his hand and cock, joining what was left of mine on the shower floor. For a moment, it was just the sound of his heavy breaths and the still-running water.
Then he laughed, the sound strangely jarring for what the fuck we’d just done.
“Good thing we’re in a shower.” He stood and washed off his soiled hand. “Easy clean-up. Not that one of us needs it.” His wink sent shivers through me.
I didn’t know what to say so I kept quiet. The evidence of our tryst washed down the drain until all that was left was the tingling still in my body.
River turned off the shower and wrung out his wet hair. “I’m looking forward to our continued teamwork, Bones.” He slapped a hand on my shoulder and leaned in. His tone was pure heat when he whispered, “I also look forward to seeing what else you can do.”
He left me standing there like a damn idiot, cock half-hard and practically begging for another show of his fucking team spirit.
Chapter
Five
RIVER
Itapped my pen against the dotted line above my printed name.
Beau ‘River’ Fitzpatrick.
Contracted to Smiley’s Gym for a year for a hefty sum.
Truthfully, I didn’t need it. The cut I got from Troy had paid off the rest of my car and my apartment for a year. The rest of my earnings sat in different kinds of savings accounts, a padded Roth IRA, and some stocks that could keep me afloat without this contract at all.
I might have gotten beat dumb for a living, but at least I had my last two brain cells.
And when those were gone, a nice retirement account to cry into.
“Are you going to sign or not?”
I glanced up. Frankie and Ari sat across the table from me in the Smiley’s back office. Just yesterday, I was here kicking Bones’ ass in the ring then slipping my dick between it in the showers. Now I was being offered a pretty damn lucrative contract. If they found out I’d let their star fighter face fuck me in the showers, they probably would have knocked a zero off of my salary, so I kept that part to myself.