Last Chance To Fight

by Ava Ashley

  “Hunter, that’s so sweet,” I said. “You’re very generous.”

  “It’s the least I can do after she raised me all by herself,” he said. “Anyway, who is this ex of yours? Where does he live?”

  “I don’t want you to do anything,” I said. “And anyway, I don’t know where he’s staying. He just flew in from Australia. He’s probably in a hotel or something.”

  “I’m not going to do anything. But I don’t want you staying there by yourself, OK?” he asked. “It’s not safe.”

  “OK,” I agreed. “I’ll stay with Betsy for a while longer.”

  “Fine,” Hunter said. “Anyway, I’m really sorry that happened to you, Anna. I wish I had been there.”

  “I wish you had too,” I told him, reaching over to put my hand on his knee.

  “I hope there isn’t a next time,” said Hunter, “but if there is, I’m damn well going to be there.”

  “Thanks, Hunter,” I said, hoping we could change the subject. Even though I was glad it didn’t seem to upset him too much, I didn’t really want to talk about it anymore. “So, tell me about this fight. Who’s going to win? What are your odds?”

  “Odds?” Hunter laughed. “Well, it’s not a horse race, so we don’t have odds, exactly.”

  “Wait, you aren’t taking me to a horse race?” I joked.

  “Haha, very funny,” Hunter said, nudging me with his elbow. “Anyway, under normal circumstances I would beat Wayne easily. But it could be tricky since this is my first fight since I broke my ankle.”

  “I see,” I said. “Well, I hope you kick his ass.”

  “Thanks, baby,” Hunter said with a grin.

  Chapter Twelve

  Anna

  When we arrived at the arena, Hunter got me my tickets before leaving to change his clothes.

  “You’ll be sitting next to my friend Jake and Trina, my agent,” he told me. “You’ll like them, I think.”

  “Sounds good,” I said. “Maybe they can give me the dirt on you.”

  “I hope not,” he said with a wink, then leaned in to give me a kiss on the lips. Though it was just a quick, affectionate peck, it still sent the butterflies in my stomach on another rampage.

  “Kick his ass,” I told him with a grin, and left to go find my seat. When I got there, I saw that Trina and a man, who I assumed must be Jake, were already there.

  “Hi,” I said, extending my arm. “I’m Anna.”

  “Trina,” said the beautiful woman I’d once taken for Hunter’s girlfriend, taking my hand. She had a pretty firm handshake, I noticed. She must be a go-getter, I thought.

  “And I’m Jake,” said the tall, kind-looking man beside her. “Hunter has told us a lot about you.”

  “Oh, has he?” I said, feeling the color rising in my cheeks. “Good things, I hope.”

  “Definitely good things. Too good to be true, is what I thought before I met you,” Jake said with a sweet grin.

  “Definitely too good to be true,” Trina said, in a tone of voice I couldn’t quite interpret.

  “Um,” I said, not quite sure what to say.

  “Don’t mind her,” Jake said. “That’s just her sense of humor.”

  “Oh,” I said, trying to smile. “I see.”

  We made small talk for a few minutes, until the house lights dimmed and the announcer entered the ring.

  “Ladies and gentleman!” he crooned into the microphone. “Tonight! We have the Heavyweight Tournament Semi-Final you’ve all been waiting for!”

  The announcer paused dramatically as the crowd cheered.

  “In the red corner,” he began again, “please give a warm welcome to two-time semi-finalist Waaaaayyyyyne Meyers!”

  I saw Hunter’s friend enter the arena, looking ready for a fight. The crowd screamed as he pumped his fists in the air and entered the ring. He looked pretty tough, but I felt fairly sure Hunter could take him. He’d been doing really well with physical therapy, and seemed normal as far as I could tell.

  “And in the blue corner, please welcome back last year’s finalist, Hunter, the Skull Crusher, Fiiiiiiiinnnnnn!”

  When Hunter came out, jumping up and down, the crowd went wild. This was the part I usually skipped when watching his fights on the internet, as the women in the audience screamed and tried to grab him, some even going so far as to throw their bras and panties. Sitting here now, as proud as I was of him, I wished I could just fast forward to the fight.

  “Does it bother you, the way some of these women throw themselves all over him?” Jake asked, sensing my discomfort.

  “Maybe a little,” I admitted. “It would be easier if I didn’t know about his past.”

  Just then, Hunter spotted me in the crowd and caught my eye. For a moment, I could no longer hear the ecstatic cheering of everyone around me, and the whole world seemed to go silent. Hunter smiled at me, a quiet, knowing smile. The audience must have sensed its significance, because soon I noticed that attention was turning towards me, and people were starting to talk.

  “Looks like you don’t have anything to worry about,” said Jake. “I’ve never seen a more stupid in love grin than the one on Hunter’s face.”

  “Thanks,” I said, laughing. “I hope you’re right.”

  “That is a pretty stupid grin all right,” Trina said. I smiled, assuming this was another sign of her sense of humor. She was his manager, after all. She must at least kind of like Hunter.

  “I mean, I’m not just going by his stupid grin,” Jake said. “He told me about you a long time ago. Way before you came back.”

  “He did?” I asked, surprised.

  “Yeah, he did. You were the one who got away. And you were the one who inspired him to quit his bad boy ways.”

  “What do you mean?”

  “I guess he just always held out hope that you guys would find each other again,” Jake said. “He quit fucking around, excuse the expression, years ago.”

  “Wow,” I said. “I didn’t know that.”

  “It’s true. I mean, he’s got some other stuff going on that made him get his act together,” Jake said, shifting in his seat a little. “But I know you’ve always been on his mind.”

  Soon Jake’s attention drifted back to the fight. The first round was over without a clear victory, and Hunter and Wayne sat in their corners drinking water, getting iced down, and listening intently to their corner men. When the bell rang, Hunter came out swinging, getting a solid hit right on Wayne’s jaw.

  “Ouch, that looked like a good one,” I said.

  “Yeah, I’m sure that didn’t feel good,” Jake agreed.

  The two of them scuffled for a bit longer until eventually Hunter knocked Wayne down onto the canvas and held him down, pummeling him with his elbows.

  “And I bet that feels even worse,” Jake said. “The fight’s probably almost over, at this point.”

  “Really?” I asked. “Those elbow hits don’t look that bad.”

  “You’d be surprised,” Jake told me.

  And sure enough, it wasn’t long before Hunter was declared the winner. The announcer stood with Hunter’s arm in the air as the crowd went wild. I stood up and cheered for him like everyone else, because, after all, I was his biggest fan.

  Before I knew what was happening, Hunter was climbing out of the ring and into the audience, right to where I was sitting. The spotlight focused directly on us as he took me in his arms and planted a long, deep kiss right on my mouth.

  “Goodness, Hunter,” I said when he released me. He laughed and picked me up, spinning me around.

  “My ankle feels great, Miss Physical Therapist,” he said.

  “I’m glad to hear it,” I chuckled, catching instantly his good spirits.

  “So, are you ready to come back to my place? I could use another kind of physical therapy,” he said with a grin. “If you know what I mean.”

  “I know exactly what you mean, bad boy,” I said, a thrill running through me as I felt the heat of his body press
ed up against mine. “I’m more than ready.”

  “Good,” he said. “I’ve got a lot of pent up energy. So I hope you aren’t tired, because I’m probably not going to let you sleep.”

  With the look in his eyes, and the feeling of his strong arms wrapped around me, I didn’t think I’d ever want to sleep again.

  “Let’s just get there, already,” I said.

  “Perfect,” he said, and took me by the hand. In a matter of minutes we were in his car and speeding off towards his home. I hoped it wasn’t too far from the arena.

  Chapter Thirteen

  Hunter

  Normally nothing can pump me up more than winning a fight, and this one in particular was really important. It put me one step closer to the winning the tournament, getting to take on Jake for the championship, and being able to negotiate the contract I thought I deserved. After all, I had a huge following. I brought the league a ton of money with my matches. I should be getting more in return. Not only would I be able to pay my mother’s mortgage, but I could start a savings account for my daughter, so she wouldn’t have to worry about scraping by, the way I always did.

  All of that was what should have been on my mind. But that night, as I drove home from the arena, there was one thing and one thing only occupying my thoughts. Anna was sitting next to me, looking hotter than I could even imagine anyone ever looking. And when it comes to things like that, I’ve got a pretty good imagination.

  By the time we got back to my place, I was so hard I wasn’t sure I’d be able to walk inside. I switched the car off and turned to look at Anna, who had been quiet for the twenty minutes or so it had taken to drive there. When I saw the hungry look in her eyes, I knew exactly why she’d been so quiet. It took all of my strength not to grab her and take her, right there in the car. But I had other plans for the evening.

  “Welcome to my humble abode,” I said, opening my door. I walked around to her side and opened the door for her. Anna climbed out and stood up, so that she was just centimeters away from me. God, I wanted her.

  “Thanks,” she said. “It’s a good-looking garage, anyway.”

  “Come on in and see the rest,” I said, willing my hands not to reach for her.

  “All right,” Anna whispered, resting her hand on the small of my back. I never thought of my back as a particularly sexy zone, but when Anna touched it... damn.

  I led her in through the entryway, the kitchen, and dining room as she looked at everything and made sweet, cute comments about the decorations.

  “Oh wow, granite counters,” she said. “Very swanky.”

  “Are they?” I responded. I didn’t know shit about granite counters, except that I might like to lift her up onto one of them and tear her clothes off. “Come on, let’s get to the bedroom.”

  Anna kept her hand on the small of my back all the way up the stairs, and I could feel her desire burning in every fingertip.

  “Here it is,” I said, opening up the bedroom door and gesturing for her to enter.

  “Oh my,” she breathed. “It’s so you. It’s perfect.”

  “You think so? What’s so me about it?” I asked, flattered.

  “The colors. Green and black, they’re just perfect. And it’s so simple, but lovely,” she said. “Just like you.”

  “Thanks,” I told her. “I’m glad you like it.”

  “I really do,” she told me, looking around the room and smiling sweetly. I thought I’d never love anyone like I loved her just then, standing there and smiling.

  “Now, come here,” I said, unable to hold back anymore. She didn’t argue, but stepped closer to me, pressing her big, perky tits up against my chest.

  “That’s better,” I whispered, wrapping my arms around her and running my hands down her back. “You look so good tonight, baby. God, it’s too much.”

  “Oh, Hunter,” she whispered, her eyes hooded and shining with desire. “I’ve wanted you so badly.”

  I took her face in my hands and looked deep into her eyes.

  “Oh, you’re going to get me,” I said. “You’re going to get all of me, so deep inside you.”

  She moaned softly as I kissed her on the lips, feeling her mouth with my own. I ran my hands up her arms, lowering the straps of her slinky blue dress until it fell and revealed a lacy black bra.

  “Oh, Anna,” I whispered. “You’re so beautiful.”

  I peeled away her bra, exposing her breasts and making her shudder.

  “You’re so fucking beautiful,” I said, taking them in my hands. She moaned louder.

  “Hunter, I want you. Now,” she said, urgency rising in her voice.

  “Patience,” I said. “First I want to feel these beautiful tits in my mouth.”

  I started to run my tongue along her nipple, feeling it stiffen under my touch. I pulled it into my mouth and started to suck on it. Anna moaned louder, and my cock stiffened even more. She was too hot to believe. I started to unbutton her dress, slowly, until it fell in a pile on the floor. She was wearing black panties to match her black bra, which I unfastened and let fall to the floor. She stood before me, quivering with desire in nothing more than her panties.

  I sat down on the bed and pulled her in front of me. She reached down to help take off my shirt, and sighed as she stroked my arms up and down. I ran my hand up her thighs, stopping just short of where they met, and leaned in to kiss her stomach. Anna put her hands in my hair, pulling at it. I could tell she was about to lose control. Finally, I gave her a taste of what she wanted, caressing between her legs.

  “Oh God, baby, you’re so wet I can feel it through your panties,” I said, almost ready to lose control.

  “I’m ready for you, baby,” she whispered breathlessly.

  I slipped her panties down and took a moment to stare at her, up and down, totally naked. It had been nine years since I’d seen her perfect, amazing body. And it hadn’t changed a bit.

  “You’re incredible,” I told her, lifting her in my arms and laying her down on the bed. “You’re so amazing.”

  Anna said nothing, but reached down to unbutton my jeans. She pulled them down until I was just in my boxers, my hard cock by now painfully obvious. Anna looked at it, biting her lip.

  “You want it?” I whispered, nibbling on her ear. “You want me inside you?”

  “God, yes,” she said, pleading. At last I took off my underwear and crouched over her, my cock brushing against the soft skin of her belly. Anna took hold of me in her hand, and I felt myself, impossibly, getting even harder. I spread her legs with my knees and she guided me to her opening, so I could feel just exactly how wet she had gotten.

  “Oh, Anna. You’re perfect,” I whispered, as I leaned down to kiss her. With my lips against hers, I pushed slowly, gently, until I was all the way inside. And then, I mostly lost consciousness. All I knew was that I was on top of Anna, sliding in and out of her as her moans grew louder and more frantic.

  “Right there,” she whispered.

  “Yeah? Does that feel good?” I said, moving faster, trying to maintain control. “I want you to come, Anna.”

  “Keep going, baby,” she whispered, pressing her hands into my back. I pushed and pushed into her until she cried out, and broke into ecstatic convulsions. And then I let myself go too. I pumped harder until I felt myself explode inside of her, making her cry out with even more pleasure. It was then that we both opened our eyes and looked at each other. We didn’t say anything, didn’t need to say anything. Anna reached up and pulled me to her, kissing me gently.

  I stood up for a moment to pick up a blanket that had fallen on the floor, and covered her with it. She turned to her side and I settled down behind her, wrapping my arms around her tightly.

  “I’ll let you sleep for a little while,” I whispered in her ear. “But I can’t promise I won’t wake you up for more in the middle of the night.”

  “You can wake me up any time you like,” she said with a sleepy smile. “I don’t mind.”

  A
nd then she fell asleep, so sweetly and peacefully I thought my heart would break. I couldn’t believe the most beautiful girl in the world was right here, back in my arms. I hope to God I don’t lose her again was my final thought before I fell into my own utterly exhausted, peaceful rest.

  Chapter Fourteen

  Anna

  The next day, Hunter and I woke up very early to drive back to L.A. I really wanted to lounge around in bed with him, take our time making breakfast, and have a long, relaxing day together. Unfortunately, it was Monday and I had to go to work.

  “What are you doing later?” he asked as we pulled up outside my office.

  “I don’t have any plans,” I answered, smiling. “Why, are you going to hang out around here today?”

  “Yeah, I’m going to head over to the gym and then probably just hang out at my apartment for a while,” he told me.

  “Oh,” I said. “I didn’t realize you had an apartment here.”

  “Yeah, I got one a few years back. Just a small place, nothing fancy. I have enough matches in L.A. and San Diego so that it makes sense to have somewhere to crash in both cities.”

  “I see. So, do you want to meet up tonight, then?” I asked.

  “I sure do,” Hunter said with a grin. “There’s a new place I’ve been dying to bring you to ever since it opened.”

  “Oh?” I asked, intrigued. “What place is this?”

  “It’s a surprise!”

  “Can you give me a hint?” I pleaded. “When did it open?”

  “It opened about three years ago,” Hunter admitted.

  “Wow,” I breathed, touched. “You’ve been wanting to take me there for three whole years?”

  “What can I say?” he said, his signature impish grin creeping back onto his face. “It’s just your kind of place.”

  “I can’t wait,” I told him.

  “Perfect. So, I’ll pick you up here?”

  “Sure.”

  “See you then,” he said, and leaned across the seat to give me a long, sensuous kiss that left me almost breathless.

  “I can’t wait,” I whispered, taking his head in my hands and returning his kiss with full force.