Undisputed

by Aimee Nicole Walker

  Well, that was so Barry. He believed in planning for the future. “Well, if she’s okay with the farce, I think we can make it work.”

  “It’s all to protect you, Macio. She’s fine with helping you out.”

  “Thank you, Barry.”

  He nodded. “Now, go out there and kick some ass.”

  I smiled and nodded. Seeing how far Barry and his daughter were willing to go to help me and Aiden really meant a lot to me. Barry was a better father to me than my real father ever was. I made sure to make him proud in the training. By the time I was done with a full day’s strength and conditioning, I was more than ready to go home and call Aiden. I was immediately excited when he answered the phone.

  “Hey lover,” he said.

  Ooh, I liked that a lot. “Hey, baby. I had a very interesting day today.”

  “Good or bad?”

  “Good.” I decided to tell Aiden how my day went and the conversation I’d had with Barry. I wanted him to know about Barry’s plan to have me “date” a woman. I didn’t want him to find out by watching TV or reading some bullshit mag. “Are you mad?”

  “I’m not going to lie, Macio. It’s going to be hard for me to see you with someone else, even for a good purpose like this, but I’ll deal. Barry is right, if people think you’re straight, it will calm down some of those diehard curious fans of yours,” Aiden said.

  “And make it easier for us to get together,” I added.

  “I know, and I get it. I just don’t want to share you,” he said in that honey-coated voice of his that went straight to my dick.

  “Mmmmmm, you don’t want to share me, baby?” I asked as I slid my hand into my shorts, taking hold of my cock.

  “I don’t. Your cock is all mine,” he said, and I could tell he was doing the same thing I was.

  “Turn on Skype,” I growled. He did, and I saw his gorgeous face immediately and I smiled. “There’s my baby.”

  “What are you doing?” Aiden asked in a teasing tone.

  I smiled, then moaned. “Jerking my cock and thinking about how hard I’m going to fuck your sexy bubble butt. Now, mmmmm, what are you doing?”

  “Jerking my cock and thinking about how good it’s going to feel to have you inside of me, fucking me hard.”

  I smiled and aimed my phone at my dick so he could see me jerking it, then I brought it back to my face. “Like that?”

  He laughed. “Fucking tease!”

  “I’m close,” I moaned. My toes were curling as my balls started tingling.

  “I’m close too. I want us to cum together,” Aiden said.

  “Fuck yeah… are you riding me, baby?” I asked.

  “Yeah, Ahhh, Macio, your cock feels so good inside of me,” he said, moaning.

  I was imagining him giving me the ride of my life and my hand worked furiously over my shaft. I started breathing harder, my back arching.

  “Yeah, cum with me, Macio,” Aiden cried out.

  “Ahhhhh, fuck yeah!” I shouted as spunk flew from my cock, spilling all over my thighs, stomach, and hand. I was quaking hard as the pleasure rippled through me. The sound of Aiden cumming really set me off and it was almost like he was right here with me. It was actually pretty fucking amazing. I could hear him breathing hard as he was calming down from his orgasm, like I was. I looked at my phone and saw the side of Aiden’s face, which was kind of sweaty. “I gave you a workout, eh?”

  He laughed and picked up his phone, bringing it to his face. “That felt sooo damn good.”

  “It really did. That was amazing. I miss you, Aiden. When can we get back together? I feel like I’m dying of thirst whenever you’re not with me,” I admitted. I wanted to feel him in my arms again. I wanted so damn badly to slide myself inside of him and become one. I wanted to see the look of ecstasy on his face, knowing I was the one giving it to him. I needed him like I needed air. “When can I see you again, baby?”

  “Well, I’m going to be in Vegas this weekend covering the Heavyweight championship match between Gaynor and Philips. We can meet up then,” Aiden said to my utter excitement.

  “Boxing is for pussies unless you’re throwing some elbows and knees and feet into the mix,” I taunted.

  Aidan laughed. “Ahh yeah, MMA fighters and your belief that you’re the baddest bad boys in all the land.”

  “Hell yeah, we are.” I laughed. “Come to my home, my property is very private and peaceful. I have high gates and cactuses to keep out nosey fucking paparazzi.”

  “Oohhh, your home… not some hotel room. This is getting serious, isn’t it?”

  “As serious as it can be. I can’t wait to have you in my arms, to feel your legs wrapped around my waist as I fill you to the brim.” I couldn’t help but growl at the thought and my dick twitched back to life when I heard Aiden let loose a longing moan.

  “After the bout, you better be ready for me, because I’m going to ride you hard and put you away wet,” he said.

  “You better.” We both laughed and gave each other another round of phone sex since we’d worked each other up into another sexual frenzy. Afterward, we talked for hours about every topic we could just to hear each other’s voices. Finally, the sun was coming up and we were too tired to go on. We said our goodbyes and I totally crashed.

  “You look very handsome,” Rupert said, coming up behind me. “Ahhh, let me do it.” He took over tying my tie for me since I was having problems. I wasn’t used to dressing up and having to wear bowties and shit.

  “Thanks, fucking thing was getting on my damn nerves,” I complained as I stood still, letting him work his fingers on the tie.

  “Yeah, I could tell. Okay, there, all done.” He looked me up and down, appraisingly. “Gorgeous,” he whispered.

  The comment caught me off guard, I didn’t think he meant for me to hear it, or maybe he didn’t mean to say it vocally. He looked up at me and smirked. “It’s nice seeing you in something formal is all I meant. You look very Bond,” he said, clearing up my confusion.

  “Um, yeah. Well, we both know I look like the guy who is going to kick Bond’s ass,” I joked.

  Rupert laughed and patted me on the back. “True, especially with those killer fists and feet you have. Now, did you memorize the answers to the questions Barry and I gave you this morning?”

  “With the short notice, I did my best,” I pointed out.

  He shrugged. “You’re the one hellbent on dating that reporter. Plus, you kept it a secret from us. We’re just trying to make sure we can protect you from yourself. Be glad Barry’s lovely daughter is willing to be your beard.”

  I rolled by eyes. “I am. Don’t get me wrong, I do appreciate the length you’re all going to help me. Anyway, I did memorize them.”

  Rupert nodded. “Good. Whatever you’re not sure of, let Kathy answer. That way you two will look more like a couple, which is what we want the public to believe.”

  I nodded. “Okay.”

  “Remember, don’t be afraid to be intimate. I know she’s a woman, but you can’t be shying away from her.”

  “I know,” I said with a bit of annoyance.

  “Hey, kid, I’m just going over the pointers. You’ll be on your own tonight.”

  I frowned. “Aren’t you coming?”

  “I’ll be there, yes, of course. The wife and I will be looking pretty and filtering questions. I’ll be working the room for you. But you’ll be there answering questions on your own. That’s why I’ve been doing all this training with you, so you can handle those sharks,” Rupert said.

  I smiled. “Yeah, I’m ready.”

  “Good, because I think the limo is here. I see lights in the driveway.”

  I walked over to the window, looking out. Sure enough, there was the limo Rupert had rented. He wasn’t going to ride with us. He was going with his wife, Lori, who was waiting in the car. He’d only stopped by really quick to check in on me and make sure that I was ready for tonight. Thank goodness he did, because I might not have ever gotten th
at damn bowtie fixed.

  “Okay, let’s go.” I grabbed the corsage from the refrigerator and met Rupert at the front door. We both walked out, he headed towards his Mercedes and I climbed into the back of the limo and the driver shut the door behind me. “Wow, Kathy, you look amazing!” I exclaimed when I saw Kathy Vincennes sitting across from me in a stunning and very sparkly black dress with spaghetti straps. Her black heels had to be at least four inches high, which would put her at five eleven. A good balance to my six-four. Her silky blonde hair was done up in a fancy bun with curls trickling down. She looked beautiful. If I was straight, I’d be a lucky man. Well, I was a lucky man because she was willing to help me. So, all in all, she was a great friend.

  “Thank you, you look really good yourself. So handsome in a tux. You should wear them more often,” she said, smiling.

  I laughed. “You know I prefer my t-shirt and jeans.”

  “Or your shorts and gloves.”

  I winked. “You know me well.”

  “I do,” she said, coming closer so that we were now sitting side by side as the limo drove smoothly to our destination. “Listen, for tonight, we really need to silence all doubts. The more believable we look as a couple, the more people will grow less curious about your sexuality. Right now, you’re not dating anyone. You’re not seen in any pictures with anyone. You don’t go to the wild parties like other MMA fighters do, so you’re never photographed with some slut on your arm. I’m sure there’s a lot of speculation about you, it’s just that no one is mentioning it out loud. But that’s why you keep getting asked that question about who you’re dating.”

  “Well, you’re all business tonight, ain’t cha?”

  “I want to help you, Macio. My father loves you, and I do too. We need to make sure we solidify your persona as a hot, straight stud who is spoken for, okay?” Kathy said, smiling.

  I nodded. “Yeah, okay.”

  “Good. Now, let’s go over our responses to the questions we are sure to be asked tonight,” she said, and that was what we did to make sure we were on the same page.

  It didn’t take us too long to get to the event being held at the Fredrick’s Hotel ballroom. Media was lined up at the door, snapping photos of an actor and his date who had just climbed out of the limo in front of ours. I was nervous, I always was at these kind of events. I could walk into the octagon without one nervous jitter, but put me in a suit and on display? Yeah, I turned into a punk. Our door opened and I climbed out first to a flurry of blinding light from flashing cameras and questions from the reporters who were in attendance. I turned back towards the limo, hand extended, and Kathy slipped her dainty hand into mine as I helped her out of the limo.

  More flashing lights and more excitable questions were being directed at us. We stood still for a few moments as our limo drove away. As far as I was concerned, that was enough time for them to get their snapshots of us. I started walking Kathy into the hotel when we were stopped by the reporter who was granted permission to cover the event, at the door.

  “Wow, Macio, looking extremely handsome in…” the brunette reporter prodded.

  “Ralph Lauren,” I supplied, referring to my tux.

  “You are dressed to the max. And who do we have here, hmmmm?” she asked, perking her eyebrows inquisitively.

  I smiled like I had practiced and pulled Kathy closer to me. “She’s my date for the evening.”

  “Ooohh, just the evening?” the nosey bitch asked.

  This was why I hated doing these things. When Aiden first interviewed me, he was not intrusive like them. Always prying and prodding. Man, I missed him. I wished he was here with me at my side instead of Kathy. But this was my career and I had to play the part.

  “Well, we’ll see, won’t we?” I said, smiling. I turned, looking at Kathy, who kissed my cheek as more cameras flashed.

  “I’ve got to say, I hope it lasts because you two make one sexy, hot couple,” the reporter said.

  “We do, don’t we?” Kathy commented.

  I smirked and led Kathy into the hotel. I was glad the reporter didn’t try to ask any more questions, probably because another celebrity was climbing out of their luxury sports car.

  “Just breathe, you did great,” Kathy said as she rubbed my chest and adjusted my tie.

  “Thanks. Now to get through this night.”

  “Don’t worry, you’ll survive.”

  I hoped I would. At least, I was selling a new image of my brand. Hopefully now, even that snooping reporter would be satisfied. Regardless, it wasn’t going to stop me from seeing Aiden this weekend. My heart skipped beats every time I thought about him and the weekend we were going to share. Bring it on, please. For now, play the part. I’d be glad when this evening was over.

  Rupert met up with us and congratulated us on how well we were working the crowd. We mingled and posed for pictures. Finally, I’d put in enough time, so Rupert told me I could leave, which I did. They brought the limo around and Kathy and I climbed in.

  “Oh thank God!” she exclaimed. “My feet are killing me.”

  I caught the hint and reached down, putting her feet on my lap. I removed her heels and started massaging her aching walkers. “Is this better?”

  She moaned as she let her eyes close. “Feels great. I think everything went terrific tonight.”

  “As long as they bought it, I’m happy,” I said.

  “Oh, they bought it, trust me. You were fantastic, such the attentive boyfriend. Women are going to really be eating you up now. Gay men will just have to be sad you’re taken. That’s how we want the public to react,” she said.

  “Well, one gay man won’t have to be sad at all,” I commented, referring to my baby, Aiden.

  “Well, yes… him. He’ll be fine,” she said with a bit of snark, which made me stop massaging her feet and look at her.

  “You don’t have a problem with him, do you?” I asked.

  She looked at me. “I don’t even know him. I’ve seen him on TV before and he’s really cute. If you like him, I guess he’s really nice. I just want to make sure he’s okay with us,” she said.

  “Us?” I asked, one eyebrow cocked.

  “Yeah, you and I pretending to be a couple.”

  “Oh, that. Yeah, he’s fine with it. I’ve already told him. We’re meeting up this weekend.”

  “Oh, that’s good.” She nudged me. “Back to my feet, buddy.”

  I chuckled, then continued massaging her feet until we arrived at her home. I walked her to her door and she kissed me on the mouth, taking me by surprise. When she pulled back, she winked. “Just in case any photogs are lurking by. You never know.” With that, she went inside her home and shut the door.

  Wow, this night had been crazy as fuck. I walked back to the limo, climbed in, and called Aiden. I couldn’t wait to hear his voice. “Hey baby, I’ve missed you.”

  I had serious doubts when Macio told me Barry’s idea of having his daughter act as Macio’s beard. I chose to keep them to myself rather than voice them because of the excitement I heard in Macio’s voice. It was something he felt he needed to do and I had two options available to me: I could support him and see where things took us or I could walk away before I got in too deep. I chose to support him because I just couldn’t walk away without giving him - us - everything I had.

  It hurt like hell when the photos of Macio and Kathy together first appeared on the internet after their pubic outing. I could honestly say I had never seen a more beautiful couple than the two of them. The media ate them up and referred to them as a modern-day Barbie and Ken. More captivating than their physical appearance was the connection the couple seemed to share. The expression on their faces when they looked at each other was pure adoration. I told myself that it was all an act; Macio was doing it for us and Kathy was being a good friend. It was too bad I couldn’t convince my heart.

  Still, I knew we had an entire weekend to look forward to when I returned to Vegas for the boxing match. Macio and I planned
every little detail of our time together. I had planned on arriving a day early to spend more time with him, but I had to fill in for a sick coworker at a Lakers event. The anticipation of seeing Macio again made the nearly four-hour drive feel like four months. My body hummed with the excitement of being in his arms once more.

  My GPS took me right to his security gate. I punched in the code and waited for the ornate iron gates to part and grant me access to my man. I drove slowly down the winding lane until I reached the circular driveway in front of a surprisingly large, two-story stone home. I parked behind a black Mercedes and stared up the large, stone staircase to the elaborate arched doorway to Macio’s home. For some reason, I wasn’t expecting something quite so grand. As beautiful as it was, it didn’t suit the guy I’d fallen in love with.

  I grabbed my bags and the toy I’d bought for Macio’s Rottweiler pup, Caesar, out of my trunk. Macio was crazy about the dog and I felt like I knew the little guy from all the stories Macio had told me about him and the pictures he sent through Messenger. I didn’t want to show up at Caesar’s home without a gift, and as far as Caesar’s master went, I offered him my most valuable asset – my heart. As cheesy as it sounded, I couldn’t think of anything else that would mean more to Macio.

  I knew I was wearing a goofy grin on my face when I rang the doorbell, but it faded when Macio didn’t come to the door after a few minutes. My second attempt was met with the same results as the first. I twisted the doorknob and discovered that it was unlocked, so I let myself in. I stood in the middle of the white marble foyer feeling out of my depths and a tad bit unwanted. Here I thought Macio was counting down the minutes until I arrived, yet he couldn’t be bothered to answer the door when I did.

  I heard music coming from somewhere in the back of the house and caught a whiff of sizzling meat. I allowed my nose to guide me through luxuriously decorated rooms until I stood inside a kitchen larger than my apartment. The entire back wall was made of windows that overlooked a sparkling oval pool surrounded by exquisite patio furniture and gorgeous desert landscaping. As lovely as all of that was, it wasn’t the reason I stood in stunned stupor in the middle of Macio’s kitchen with my heart in my throat.