Dangerous In Love

by Alexa Davis

  His big body was suddenly above mine, covering me with his hot flesh and muscle. He covered my face with kisses, sucked and nibbled some more on my neck, and worked his mouth down to my breasts. He kissed and sucked around the outside of my nipples. I arched my back, forcing them up harder into his face, against his lips.

  He put his tongue out and licked one of my nipples, making me shudder, and then he sucked it into his mouth. He held that hard nipple between his lips and flicked it hard with his tongue. I felt light-headed. He was so good…so fucking good.

  He bit down on it slightly, and I cried out before he moved over and started on the other one – sucking, licking, and nibbling until I felt like my head would explode. He didn’t stop there, though; he kissed down the rest of my chest and when he reached my stomach he began to kiss and lick and suck there. My pussy was drenched, and I was writhing and moaning. I felt like if he didn’t touch me between my legs soon, I would die.

  He used one finger to trace down my slit and set any part of my body that wasn’t already on fire ablaze. He smiled up at me before diving in with his face. He slid his hands underneath me and cupped my butt, holding me there while he sucked on my clit. I clamped my thighs on either side of his head while he licked and sucked and even bit down on my clit. It was pure ecstasy, almost more than I could take.

  I was whimpering, moaning, and crying out his name. I opened my thighs far enough that I could reach down and put both of my hands in his hair and pulled hard, trying to pull him in even tighter. Passion, need, love…it all combined like a combustible cocktail and when he looked up at me and pinned me with those dark-blue eyes, the orgasm raced from my core and exploded in a way I’d never felt anything leave my body before.

  He didn’t stop. He didn’t pull back. He nursed me through that incredible orgasm and my whole body shook as I came.

  I was covered in a light sheen of sweat when he finished and it was the only reason I was able to wiggle out of his grasp. I got down on the floor and without warning, I sucked him into my mouth. He groaned out my name and put his hands in my hair.

  I looked up at him and he began to thrust in and out of my mouth. I watched his muscles contract and reveled in the sounds he was making. It was a picture that was almost enough to make me come again. His body was responding to every soft or hard flick of my tongue.

  I started sucking harder, bobbing my head up and down faster. I felt his huge cock swell and harden even more, and that was when he pulled me off and said, “Stop, baby. I need to be inside of you.”

  I lifted my head and he hauled me back up to my feet. This time, he lay back in the center of the bed. I climbed up on top of him and straddled his hips. He wasn’t wearing a condom and neither of us mentioned it. As he reached up to cup my breasts, squeeze, and massage them lightly while tweaking the nipples, I forgot how to have a rational thought.

  I leaned down and kissed him, hard, wet, sexy. He groaned out my name as I pulled out of the kiss and lifted my hips. I used my hand to guide his erection up against me and then I slid down onto that incredible cock, taking him all in one thrust.

  “Oh, fuck!” he groaned.

  He reached up and put his hands back in my hair and pulled me back down into another, deep kiss. I rolled my hips against him and he lifted his and matched my every move.

  I had to use my arms to brace myself against his chest. Pleasure beyond anything I’d ever experienced coiled in my belly as his thrusts became more powerful and urgent. My body was begging me for another release, and I broke the kiss and sat straight up on top of him.

  His cock was buried inside of me as deeply as it could possibly go and that was when sparks of electricity began to fire from my core and throughout the rest of my body. I felt like I was on fire from the inside out as I came in waves and buckets. I was gasping for breath or even some kind of hold on reality as he flipped me over and began his ride to his own release.

  He wasn’t gentle about it – and that made it all that much better. I wanted to be his body and soul. I wanted him to take everything I had and use it to give himself pleasure. I watched him, entranced as the muscles in his body rolled and flexed, and his face colored with pure ecstasy. He grabbed my hips, dug his fingers into them, and I watched as his own orgasm claimed him. It took him a long time to finish and when he did, he leaned down to softly and sweetly kiss my lips.

  I shoved my tongue into his mouth and kissed him back. That passionate kiss lasted only seconds before turning into a soft, sweet exploration. Finally, Nick collapsed down next to me and we lay tangled up in each other’s sweaty bodies, and I wanted to be right there…forever.

  “I love you so much, Nick.”

  “I never imagined how happy those words could make me. I love you, Karli…so fucking much.” I snuggled into his warm arms and thanked God that I’d given Nick a chance, that I’d trusted him. Life from this point on was going to be unlike anything I ever imagined for my future and I couldn’t wait.

  EPILOGUE

  KARLI

  TWO YEARS LATER

  My husband had been the heavyweight champion for just over two years. I was going to start my internship at his brother’s law firm after the first of the year, and we were celebrating not only our third Christmas together, but our child’s second.

  Life was awesome, and even though I know it won’t always be perfect, I’ve learned a lot about family, as well as gained a lot of it over the past year and a half. I knew that no matter what life threw at us from here on out, we would get through it.

  The biggest blessing in my life was conceived the night Nick won his first title. His name was Gregory Grant Storelli, but his daddy called him Champ. He’s just over a year old and already up to thirty pounds. I didn’t doubt that I’d be staring up into the blue eyes of my son one day just the way I have to look up to see his father’s.

  My brother and one of Nick’s best friends, Kevin, was on track to fight for the title. That means that someday soon, he’ll be in the cage with the love of my life, struggling for domination. I’m a little worried, to say the least.

  Dad had handed Kevin off to the only other trainer in Vegas that he trusted just about a month ago. His name was Chavez, and once upon a time, he held onto that same title for three years.

  This all started not long before Thanksgiving in the gym one day as I was working in the office. I’ll admit that I went so far as to step out into the doorway when I heard what Dad and Kevin were talking about. I was blatantly eavesdropping, but the conversation involved every man that I loved, so I felt like I had a right.

  “I’d have to be crazy to go up against Nick for his title.” Those were the words I heard Kevin speak that drew my attention.

  “You’d be crazy not to,” Dad told him.

  “He’s better than me, a lot better. And, he’s my brother-in-law.”

  “If he wasn’t, would you do it?”

  “Maybe, if you thought I was good enough…”

  I watched my dad put his hand on Kevin’s shoulder and say, “It doesn’t matter what I think, or anyone else, for that matter. Look inside of yourself, Kevin. Are you good enough? Could you beat Nick?”

  “I honestly don’t know. I feel like I can beat anyone when I’m in that cage. I just never thought about fighting Nick before.”

  “Nick’s not going to hand you that title. Someday, it will be the only fight you have left to move forward in your career and then you’ll have to choose between fighting him and stagnation.”

  “Do I have to choose right now?”

  Dad smiled. “No, son. But the fight is up for grabs right now, and if you don’t take it, someone else will.”

  I could see the agony of indecision on Kevin’s face. I went back into the office of the gym and called Nick. It was right before Thanksgiving, and he was at his Dad’s house. He and his father had struggled over the past two years to have some semblance of a relationship. It wasn’t perfect, but they were both trying. He answered the call on the first ri
ng, and I told him about Dad and Kevin’s conversation. He listened quietly and then said,

  “I’ll be there soon.”

  I had no idea what he was thinking. I couldn’t imagine getting into that cage and pummeling my best friend. I thought about Michaela, engaged to Ethan now, and smiled. Soon my best friend would also be my sister by marriage. It is incredible how life works out.

  Nick had arrived at the gym in half an hour. He and Dad talked for a while first. It was amazing to me how far the two of them had come. They not only had an incredible, mutual respect for each other, but they actually seemed to like each other now. Their competitiveness did come out over me sometimes, and I’m sure it will rear its head over our son someday, but we will always be a family, and that’s always going to be the bottom line.

  After Dad and Nick spoke, I saw Nick take Kevin into the back. Dad came over to where I was standing near the office and put his arm around me. “Are they going to fight each other?” I asked him.

  He kissed the top of my head and said, “Yes, but you know it won’t change the way they feel about each other. This is just like those autographs Nick signs for his adoring fans. It’s just work.”

  I nodded. I really hoped so.

  By Thanksgiving, Dad had already spoken to Chavez and talked Kevin into training with him. He told me that it broke his heart to give him up, but he couldn’t train both men headed for a title fight. Nick had volunteered to be the one Dad gave up, but Kevin wouldn’t hear of it. Kevin insisted since Nick had him first, he should be the one to go.

  As it turned out, Chavez was a nice guy – unless you were the one in the cage with him at the time. We even invited him and his wife to Thanksgiving dinner…at the mansion. It was almost surreal watching the collection of fighters and trainers gathering around Nick’s father’s fancy table. Gregory was amazingly cordial to them all. It was just one more reason my faith in family was restored. The other one came in the form of a gush of water between my legs just as Nick’s father cut the turkey.

  “Um…baby, I think I need to go to the hospital.” Our baby wasn’t due until Christmas Day. Nick’s face was pale as he got to his feet and said,

  “Why? What’s wrong?”

  I felt my own face color as the attention of some thirty people at the table was suddenly on me. “Nothing’s wrong,” I told Nick and then looked around the table and smiled. My new sister-in-law, Elaine was newly pregnant, and I saw actual terror in her eyes. “Really, I’m fine. It’s just that…my water broke.”

  “Oh, thank God!” Michaela was sitting to the left of me. “I thought you peed in the floor.” That lightened the mood at the table somewhat, but Dad, Gregory, and Nick were all three trying to usher me out the door.

  Gregory told Ethan to make sure everyone got their fill of dinner and he’d keep them posted. I was loaded into the backseat of one of Gregory’s luxury cars, and with Nick squeezing my hand almost to the point of breaking it and the two potential grandfathers staring at me like I might break any second, I was driven to the hospital.

  It took eight hours for the new love of my life to come into the world. During that time, I’d sweated and cried and even cussed Nick out, but the second they put my son into my arms and he looked up at me with his handsome, dark-blue eyes, nothing was wrong in the universe.

  I had never thought I had to capacity to love anything so much. I loved my family, and I loved Nick so much that I’d die for him. But the kind of love I felt for my son far surpassed all of that with one look. The missing pieces of my life were finally all in place and there was nowhere to go but up from there.

  I also found out just how much everyone in my life loved us that day. The nurse came in while Nick and I were crooning over our son and showed us pictures that she’d taken in the lobby. Dad and Gregory had posed with little, hand-written signs, begging us to let them see their grandson.

  Nick and I laughed at those and then the rest of the pictures brought tears to our eyes. No one had stayed to finish their meal. Instead, it had been boxed up and wrapped up and they’d brought it with them to the hospital. They had the spread set out on a table in the waiting room and while strangers waited to be seen by doctors, they shared a Thanksgiving meal with some of the most generous people in Las Vegas – our people.

  Gregory and I got to go home from the hospital the next day. I was resting, and Nick was tending to the baby when his father stopped by. I heard the men’s voices and got up to see who was there. As I got to the end of the hall next to where Nick had put a huge Christmas tree the night before, I saw my husband. He was looking at something on the other side of the room and his eyes were filled with tears. I’ve never seen Nick cry, not even when our baby was born. I stepped further into the room and saw why.

  His father was sitting in the recliner with his feet up. He had stripped off his suit jacket and unbuttoned his shirt and he had our son lying on his chest. His eyes were closed and they both looked like they were sleeping. I went over and sat down next to Nick. He wiped his eyes quickly and smiled at me.

  “What is he doing?” I whispered.

  “He says this is what he did with Ethan and me when we were babies…to bond with us.” His voice sounded strangled like he was doing everything he could to keep from crying. He lifted his arm and I snuggled in next to him and we both watched the older man and the baby sleep – and bond. Maybe the cracks left in Nick and his father’s relationship would finally be cemented by their common love of our son.

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  Christmas came and went and while Nick continued to spoil both me and our son, he got ready for the fight against my brother. I was working with Ethan now, so I was not in the gym every day to watch as Nick and my dad trained. That was a good thing, that way I didn’t have to think every day about watching him and Kevin beat on each other. The fight was scheduled for June, and I was worried that meant it would be a really, long, hot summer.

  The time flew by and the night before the fight when I got home from work, I found my husband and son sitting in the backyard on a blanket. Nick was pointing out the constellations to his little champ. Gregory was lying on his back looking up, but instead of looking at the stars, he was looking adoringly at his father. I didn’t worry about those two at all. I had no doubt that they would have the kind of relationship that Nick had always hoped he could have with his dad.

  I sat down next to them and both my husband and my son smiled at me with sparkling, blue eyes and dimples creased. I was the luckiest woman in the world.

  “What are you guys doing?”

  “I was just teaching the little man about the stars. You know, he and I were talking, and he thinks I should go to college.”

  “He does?”

  “Yeah. He says that he’d like for his dad to set a good example for him. We talked about what I should do.”

  I smiled. I was sure it was true since Nick talks to the baby all the time like he can understand every word. Greggie babbles back at him, and they both seem to think they’re having a conversation. “So, what did our wise son say about what you should do?”

  “He thinks I should look into sports medicine. He says he thinks I’d be a good trainer since I am a champion,” he winked at me. “But he thinks I’m ready for even more of a challenge. I wasn’t sure I’d be smart enough to pull it off, but he seems to have faith in me.”

  I picked my baby up and kissed his fat cheek. He grinned at me and my heart swelled. “Well, since he is the most perceptive person I know, I think you’d be wise to take his advice.”

  Nick put his arm around us. “You think I can do it?”

  I pointed up to the sky to the biggest star over head and said, “If you ever wonder what I think of you, find that star and remind yourself that as far as I’m concerned, if you wanted to reach that star, you could. I think you can do anything, and I will always be right here, rooting you on.”

  He kissed the side of my face and then kissed the baby and said, “What if I beat Kevin tomorrow
night? Will you two still love me then?”

  Gregory and Kevin were so cute together. You might think being so small would make him wary of all of these huge men in his life. Instead, he was drawn to them and they were like his private collection of giant teddy bears. His Uncle Kevin loved him so much and spoiled him like crazy.

  “Nothing you ever did could make either of us stop loving you.”

  “Nothing?”

  “Do you love your dad, Nick?”

  He sighed. “Yeah, I do.”

  “And, you never stopped, right? No matter what he did.”

  “No, it was where all of that anger came from.”

  “I know. Gregory will always love you, and so will I. Life won’t always be exactly what we want it to be, but it will always be easier with each other.”

  “I would just hand the title to Kevin if I could, but he wouldn’t want it that way.”

  “I know, and so does he. Kevin will still love you if you beat him.”

  “Good…because I’m not sure he’s ready this time, but he will be the next.”

  I smiled. “Or you might be surprised. I wasn’t sure either of us were ready for this relationship when it first started, but look at us now.”

  Tomorrow night could be another day in our life that might possibly change everything, but the difference between now and two years ago was that change is now something I not only no longer fear, but often look forward to.

  I could live with the idea of my husband setting sprains and taping ankles instead of being the one getting patched up for a change…

  SCREWING THE BILLIONAIRE

  By Alexa Davis

  This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are products of the writer's imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental.