The Fighting Series (Books 1-5)

by Nikki Ash

  “That would be awesome. I’d love to learn more about the club business. I’m getting my master’s in business management. I’d love to manage a club. I’m actually hoping to open one myself one day.”

  “I’ll talk to him and see what he says.”

  “Thanks, Ashley. Have a good night.”

  After I get home from work, I’m shocked to find Hayley and Caleb both sleeping in the guest bed and Marco and Tristan asleep in Tristan’s bed. I’m so thankful to have the friends that I have.

  Chapter Twenty-Three

  Kaden

  I never got a chance to speak with Ashley before I had to leave for New York, but I’m going to speak to her once she and Tristan arrive Saturday. I just need to make arrangements for Tristan so we can speak alone.

  Me: How would you like to do me a favor?

  Hayley: What kind of favor?

  Me: Watch Tristan for Ashley and me Saturday night. I need to talk to her alone.

  Hayley: Does it involve you breaking her heart?

  Me: I’m hoping the opposite.

  Hayley: Don’t fuck it up or I’ll beat your ass!

  Damn! When did Hayley get so violent?

  Hayley: That wasn’t me! That was Caleb! But I agree with him!

  Every day I’ve been gone, Ashley and I have texted but it’s been very formal.

  How are you?

  What are you up to?

  How was Tristan’s first day at school?

  Now it’s Saturday and I’m excited to finally see her and Tristan. It’s crazy how much I’ve missed them.

  I wanted to be there at the airport to pick them up, but I need to focus on Alex and his fight. Caleb flew in with all the girls, so he’s driving them to the hotel to get situated before they meet us here at Madison Square Garden for the fight. I insisted Ashley and Tristan stay with me in my room so she can’t say anything about spending money on a hotel room.

  * * *

  The night is long but fucking amazing. Alex is the main event and kicks ass. He wins with a knockout in the third round and the crowd goes crazy for him. I’m damn proud of the kid. We all decide to meet up at the local club to have a drink to celebrate. Hayley didn’t want to go to the club in her pregnant state so she and Caleb brought Tristan and Marco back to the hotel with them. I’m planning to have one celebratory drink then taking off with Ashley so we can finally talk.

  Since the arena was crazy, and Ashley was sitting with Cooper, we agreed to meet up at the club. Somehow, I got here first, right after Alex and his wife. We order a round of double shots of Johnny Walker Black, toasting to his win. Because of the fight being on pay-per-view, Alex is VIP and we have an entire area to ourselves.

  I feel small hands come around my waist, but when I look down they’re fake and painted red. Ashley’s nails are real and she paints hers herself. Grabbing the woman’s hand, I remove them from my body and turn around to move her away as well. When I turn, she quickly moves her body up against mine, attempting to grind up against me.

  “Hey there, handsome, want to buy me a drink?” She reaches past me to grab one of the shots, and downs it.

  “Umm, no, I don’t. So, take that shot as a parting gift and walk your ass away now.” Unfortunately, she isn’t taking no for an answer and tries again by running her hand down my chest. This time, I take her hands in mine and, holding them tight, push them off my body, forcing her body away from mine. She pouts but gets the message.

  I grab another shot and sit in one of the booths to look for Ashley. Through the crowd, I spot a glaring Liz, but don’t see Ashley or Cooper. She walks toward me, her eyes shooting daggers.

  “Where’s Ashley and Cooper?”

  “I’m pretty sure she went back to the hotel room.”

  “What? We said we were meeting here.”

  “She saw that skanky woman all over you and took off. Cooper chased her outside.”

  “Fuck! I need to go find her.”

  I run out of the club to see if I can find Cooper and Ashley, hoping she hasn’t left yet. I spot Cooper walking back with no Ashley in sight.

  “She took off. I made sure she got safely into a cab.”

  “Damn it! All right, I’m going to go find her.”

  A cab pulls up and I jump in. “Four Seasons.”

  “Sure thing.”

  After swiping my card to pay, and adding a tip, I head through the lobby to the elevator to the room Ashley and I are sharing, praying she’s in the room. She’s never traveled anywhere and New York is not the place to go exploring on your own.

  “Ash? You here?” I call out.

  She’s sitting on the couch, crying. “Go away.”

  “I’m not going anywhere until we talk about us.”

  “I have nothing to say to you.”

  “There’s plenty to say.”

  “What? Like you are a manwhore, who would rather be with random women than with one who actually cares about you.” She sniffles, refusing to make eye contact with me. The manwhore comment rubs me the wrong way, and before I can think about what I’m doing, I lash out at her.

  “Seriously? I’m a manwhore? That’s rich coming from a stripper.” I regret the words the minute they leave my mouth.

  “Wow, Kaden… real nice. I’m stripping to make a living. You’re whoring around by choice.”

  “I’m sorry, but I’m not whoring around, Ash. The only woman I want is you.” I raise my voice, getting pissed off. This is not how I wanted this conversation to go.

  “Yeah, for fake.”

  “No, for real. I want you for real, Ash.”

  “What about all the women?” she spits out.

  My arms open wide to make my point. I’m so fucking annoyed right now. “What fucking women, Ashley? What. Fucking. Women?”

  “What about the woman at the bar tonight? Huh?”

  “Oh, give me a damn break! You saw some skank come on to me and didn’t even stay long enough to see the outcome. You saw what you wanted to see. You have it in your head I’m off sleeping around with all these women, when the truth is, I haven’t had sex with anyone but you in the last nine fucking months! And sadly, I don’t even remember us having sex.”

  “You haven’t?” Her eyes finally meet mine, and I take a deep breath.

  “No one, baby. You’re all I want.” I bend in front of her, taking her hands in mine. “The day we talked at the cemetery, I knew you were it for me. No, that’s a lie. I’ve always known it was you. I just chose to be in denial out of guilt. The day in the cemetery, when I told you about Gabby, and you didn’t get jealous, but instead said you wanted what we had, I finally accepted it. I love you, Ashley, and I don’t want to live in guilt anymore. I want to love you and Tristan. I want to marry you for real.”

  Ashley gives me a watery smile, wiping her eyes. “I love you too, Kaden.”

  That’s all I need to hear. I grab Ashley’s ass, pick her up and carry her to the bedroom, tossing her onto the bed. “The last time we had sex doesn’t count. I was drunk and didn’t remember it, and I’m sure I fucking sucked. But I promise you, tonight, when I make love to you, not only will I remember it, but I will make up for the first time, and you will never forget it.”

  Ashley laughs loudly. “We didn’t have sex, Kaden. Yeah, we made out some, but then you felt sick and ran to the bathroom to throw up. I brought you some water and you threw up on me as well. We both got naked and showered, and when I tried to get dressed, you grabbed my clothes and hid them. You were so adamant we sleep naked, I didn’t want to argue with your drunk ass.”

  “Oh, thank God.” I remove my shirt and shorts, leaving only my boxers on. She sits up, lifts her shirt over her head, then lifts her ass up, pushing her pants down. Getting onto the bed, I go to hover above her, but instead she pushes me down so I’m lying on my back. Then she crawls onto my lap, placing one leg on either side of me. Her ass is grinding against my stomach as she leans down to kiss me. Her lips are soft, and her to
ngue moves in perfect sync with mine.

  Grabbing her ass, I sit up, moving her body down, so it's rubbing against my cock. We continue to kiss, our tongues moving frantically against each other as she grinds against me, creating perfect friction with our bodies through our clothes. Reaching behind her, I unclasp her bra then bring the straps down her arms, exposing her perfect, luscious tits. Just as I’m about to take one of her perky pink nipples into my mouth, she pushes me back down again.

  Starting at my chest, she trails wet kisses down my torso slowly, too damn slowly, until she gets to my cock. My fingers are entwined in her hair, letting her know it feels good, but not forcing her to do anything she doesn't want to do. She clearly wants to be in control and I'm man enough to give that to her.

  She gives my cock an open-mouthed kiss over my boxers, then looks up at me smiling shyly. Her smile is infectious. She moves my boxers down just enough, that my hard cock springs out ready for her. She wastes no time grabbing the shaft, jerking it slowly as she swirls her tongue over the head. She brings her mouth down the entire length until I feel the head of my cock hit the back of her throat. “Holy fuck, Ashley.”

  She moans around my dick, then continues to suck and pump my shaft. For several minutes, she fucks my me with her mouth and tongue… fucking her mouth isn’t even the right word, though. It’s like she’s making love to it, worshiping it. The slurping and sucking sounds cause my dick to grow even harder, to the point I feel like I’m going to come. I refuse for this to come to an end this soon, though.

  As I gently pull her head up by her hair, her mouth comes off my dick, making a popping sound. She looks up at me frowning like I just took away her favorite toy. “Baby, I need your pussy.”

  Grabbing her ass, I flip us over so I’m once again on top. Her lips are plump and swollen from being wrapped around my dick, begging to be kissed. Leaning down, my mouth connects with hers. Our tongues move frantically against each other. I can’t get enough of her.

  She grips my dick cock and strokes it. “I need you,” she murmurs against my mouth.

  Needing to feel her lips once again, I give her a chaste kiss then nibble on her bottom lip. Then I lick it once, needing to taste her before I move to her tits, sucking on each one until her nipples harden into perfect rosy peaks.

  “Kaden…” She moans out my name with need.

  “I got you, baby.”

  Grabbing her hands, I place them on her tits so she can continue to play with her nipples herself, as I lick a trail down her middle.

  My eyes never leave her hands as they twist and pull at her nipples, causing her to moan softly. Once I’m at her pussy, I pull her panties down, then give her bare pussy lips a soft kiss. Spreading them open, I run my tongue over her clit then bite down softly.

  “Kaden, please…” Ashley’s moans get louder, needier, more desperate.

  Placing two fingers into her, I fingerfuck her while I suck on her clit. I look up and see she’s still massaging her tits, her eyes are closed and her head is tilted back in pure ecstasy. I stick another digit in, pushing in deep to hit her G-spot. Her back arches, telling me she’s close. I could make her come like this, but something in me needs to be in her when she comes.

  I pull my fingers out, then crawl up her body until my dick is lined up with her warm center. I move her hands from her tits, replacing them with my own as guide myself into her tight pussy. Slowly thrusting in and out, I tease her pussy while tweaking her nipples.

  “Kaden! Harder! Please…”

  Grabbing her hands and placing them in mine, I pin them over her head then start to pump my cock in and out of her, faster and deeper.

  “Yes, fuck yes,” she groans.

  Grabbing her leg, I lift it up and over my shoulder so I can go deeper. Ashley’s groans turn to screams, her voice now hoarse. A few deep thrusts more and she’s coming all over my cock. When she comes down from the orgasm, she sits up and, pushing me back, grabs my shaft in her hand, guiding my hard length back into her warmth. Up and down, she rides me as I watch, entranced by her perky fucking tits bouncing up and down. I grab one in my hand and pull it to me to suck on it hard, causing Ashley to pick up the pace. Her inner walls grip my cock like a vice, letting me know she’s ready to come again.

  To help her along, I push my thumb into her wetness. I can feel her pussy wrapped around my dick, gliding up and down. Using her juices, I massage her clit. "Fuuuck… Kaden! I'm going to come again," she screams. Her pussy contracts as she finds her orgasm, only this time I’m right there with her, spilling my seed into her as she milks my dick of every last drop.

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  Ashley

  After we both find our release, I attempt to move off Kaden, but he isn’t having it. “Not yet. I just need to hold you for a minute.” Leaning down, I put my head on his chest, feeling his flaccid cock still in me, our mixed juices running down the insides of my thighs.

  “I’m on birth control,” I whisper. I don’t want him to think I’m going to trap him into anything.

  “Well, you need to get off that shit immediately. What are you on? The pill?”

  “Yeah…”

  “Throw that shit away. I don’t want to waste any more time with you. I’m thirty-five years old and I’m sure as shit not getting any younger. I was a fucking idiot, Ash. I want to marry you and I want us to have mini versions of us running around.” He gives me a kiss on my forehead as I turn my head to look at him. I’m shocked at what I’m hearing. Not even a week ago he was sharing with me stories about his deceased wife and baby, and now he’s telling me he wants me to mother his future children. I sit up and try to get off him again, needing some space. This time, he lets me.

  Taking the blanket from the bed, I wrap myself up and go straight to the bathroom to get cleaned up. I turn the shower on and wait for it to heat up.

  “What’s wrong?” Kaden asks. coming up behind me. I didn’t realize he followed me into the bathroom.

  “It just seems too good to be true. I’ve learned the hard way that if it seems good, there’s probably a catch.” I’m still facing the shower, my back to his front, not wanting to look him in the eyes, not wanting him to see the insecurity I feel.

  Kaden bridges the gap between us, dropping the blanket to the floor and wrapping his arms around me. He places soft kisses along my neck. “What we have is real, baby. We’ve always had this. I was just too consumed with guilt to open my eyes and see what I have right in front of me. I love you and Tristan.” Kaden turns me around, then drops to one knee, and right there in the bathroom, with both of us naked and vulnerable, he opens a small black box showing me the most beautiful diamond engagement ring. “Marry me, Ashley. Not for pretend or for an inheritance. Marry me because you love me and I love you, and we belong together. I can’t change the past, baby, but I can create a future, and I want to create one with you and Tristan as a family.”

  His words choke me up. My throat feels like it is clogged with a large lump in it, not allowing me to speak. So, I nod. I nod repeatedly as tears spill down my cheeks. Then I wrap my arms around Kaden and kiss him like he is everything to me. Because he is.

  He throws the ring box onto the counter and picks me up, my legs wrapping around him, and opens the shower door, taking us both inside without breaking our kiss. The hot water rains down on us as he pushes me against the wall devouring me. His hard length pushes against my ass, so I wiggle a little to let him know what I want. Kaden chuckles softly, stopping our kiss.

  “You want me in you, baby?”

  “Yes.”

  “Oh? So, you will say yes to my dick, but not to my marriage proposal?” He moves my wet hair from my face, then starts to suck on my neck until it tingles.

  “Yes! Yes to marrying you. Yes to having babies with you. Please, just fuck me.”

  “No.”

  “No?” I snap my head up, rejecting him access to my neck.

  “What do you mean no?”

  “I’m not fu
cking you, Ash. I’m making love to you. It might be dirty as fuck, but I’m making love to you.”

  Tightening his grip on my ass, he pushes me farther against the wall, then with one hand, guides his dick into me. He starts off slow, thrusting in and out of me, but once his dick is completely hard and deep inside me, he grips my ass and begins pounding into me, the sound of wet flesh slapping echoing in the bathroom. The angle at which he hits, ignites a spark deep within me, and a few thrusts later, my pussy spasms around his dick as Kaden grunts out his orgasm.

  “Jesus, I can’t get enough of you.” Kaden sets me down on shaky legs and I use the wall to hold myself up. Three orgasms in one night is a record for me. Tyler was the only guy I slept with, and he was way too selfish in bed to try to make me come once let alone three times.

  Kaden and I wash up in silence, then he turns the water off, grabbing us both towels. Once we’re both dried off, we grab clothes from our luggage. He looks sexy as hell in his basketball shorts and white shirt, while I’m in my long cotton pajamas. I probably should have packed something sexier.

  “My relationship status is Netflix, pajamas, and wine,” Kaden says, reading the front of my shirt. “I will gladly Netflix and chill with you, baby, but your relationship status is taken.” Kaden laughs at his own joke, giving me a wink.

  “You’re such a cheeseball!” I slap his chest, laughing at his cheesiness. I grab a bottle of water from the mini fridge then climb into bed, pulling the covers over me. Kaden runs back into the bathroom then joins me, lying on his side and pulling me close to him. He grabs my leg and hooks it over his own, cuddling close to me, then holds out the black box from earlier.

  “We didn’t make it to the part where you put the ring on. This is my grandmother’s ring. She gave it to me while we were in Colorado to give to you. She knew I was too in denial to admit how much I love you. Will you wear this ring and become my wife?”