Fighting For Her

by K. S. Smith

  Fighting

  For Her

  by

  K.S. Smith

  Fighting For Her

  by K.S. Smith

  This is a work of fiction. Names, places, characters, and events are fictitious in every regard. Any similarities to actual events and persons, living or dead, are purely coincidental. Any trademarks, service marks, product names, or named features are assumed to be the property of their respective owners, and are used only for reference. There is no implied endorsement if any of these terms are used. Except for review purposes, the reproduction of this book in whole or part, electronically or mechanically, constitutes a copyright violation.

  FIGHTING FOR HER

  Copyright © 2014 K.S. SMITH

  ISBN 14: 978-0-9910279-1-0

  Cover Art Designed by P.S. Cover Design

  ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

  This book is dedicated to all of my readers who fell in love with Reagan and Cole in One Night With Him! You all amazed me with your support and I hope you love Fighting For Her just as much, if not more. Thank you to the moon and back, I love you all!!!

  To Megan, Alia, Julie and Ty…y’all are my crunch time go to girls! I couldn’t have done this without each of you!!! Love y’all so much!

  CHAPTER ONE

  My fingers plucked a crisp twenty dollar bill out of my pocket before I slid it into the thong of the stripper that was proudly shaking her round ass in my face as I looked over at my cousin, Casey, who was enjoying the two dancers he had on his lap.

  “Addison is going to kill you” I shouted over the music.

  He laughed loudly and quickly glanced over at me, “That’s why you are going to keep your fucking mouth shut. Every guy needs a crazy night filled with strippers before he is tied down forever.”

  I nodded my head in agreement and went back to enjoying the blonde who was now grinding herself against my lap.

  Leaning her head back over my shoulder she whispered into my ear, “You enjoying all this ass is doing for you?”

  And for a split second, a vision of my mystery woman’s tight ass covered only by a tiny black dress that had been pushed up against me just a half hour earlier at The Limelight popped into my mind, before I nodded so the stripper I was currently paying would continue.

  ****

  Stumbling back into the lobby of The Bellevue the guys and I, along with several girls we’d collected throughout the evening made our way to the elevator. Casey practically toppled in while the rest of us crowded around him, packing together like a can of sardines to ensure we all made it up in one trip.

  When the doors opened to the suite I’d reserved for the bachelor party everyone took their “date” to their own room and I helped my cousin -who was so intoxicated I’m not sure how his legs were even moving his body- into his private room. Seth, Casey’s college buddy, was stumbling around the minibar when I emerged from Casey’s room.

  Grabbing his arm I tried my best to get his attention, “Seth, I’m going back to my place, if any one of those whores tries to step foot in Casey’s room I’ll kill you, got it?”

  Seth stumbled backwards almost toppling over the barstool, “Yea man, I got it.”

  Leaving the guys I hopped into the elevator and went down to the lobby as I did each night to ensure everything was running smoothly. I leaned over the front desk to check in with the night time manager, “Everything going okay tonight?”

  Tina smiled up at me, “Of course, Mr. Conrad, all of our guests have checked in and everyone seems to be enjoying their accommodations.”

  From the corner of my eye I caught a glimpse of a party bus parked outside of the entryway, “Who is the bus for?” I asked, curiously as I raised an eyebrow.

  “Bachelorette party, they just arrived about five minutes ago. Gorgeous group of ladies, maybe they’ll be by the pool tomorrow.” Tina stated as she winked at me.

  Laughing out loud I shook my head at Tina, “You girls have got to quit trying to set me up, you know how much I enjoy living the bachelor lifestyle.”

  Tina sighed, “I know, we just want to see you happy.”

  I did my best to change the subject, “By chance was one of the women wearing a very tight, short, black dress, with long dark brown hair?”

  Tina put her finger to her chin, trying to remember and then her face lit up, “Yes! They were all very scantily clad, but I do remember that black dress, she seemed to be the ring leader, making sure they all made it upstairs in one piece.”

  I couldn’t help but smile as I pulled out my cell phone and made my way toward the bar. My fingers typing out a quick text before pressing send.

  What are the odds your party bus is parked outside of my hotel?

  Less than five minutes later and a few additional texts the mystery woman from the bar was stepping out of the elevator. You could tell she was exhausted, but even so, she was still gorgeous. Her long brown hair was pulled up into a ponytail and the tight black pants she had on made my dick twitch; not to mention her tits were practically popping out of her barely there tank top.

  I snuck up behind her as she scanned the lobby and whispered in to her ear, “Hey there.”

  Her tiny frame whipped around and those big brown eyes were glued to mine, “Hi.” She responded softly.

  “How was the Patron?” I asked trying to engage her in small talk so I could concentrate on something other than what her presence alone was doing to my body. What the fuck, dude. Get it together. I thought to myself before my eyes locked on her tits, yet again.

  It didn’t take long to notice the small talk wasn’t working and I needed to get out of this lobby before I came in my pants, so I decided to invite her up to my room. As pleased as I was when she agreed to join me, I was slightly disappointed with the hesitation in her response. Not allowing myself to dwell on it I gently placed my palm on the small of her back and I showed her to my room.

  We hadn’t even been in the room for five minutes and she’d already started downing shots, so I began to mentally prepare myself for a cold shower later that night. But much to my surprise she caught me off guard, leaning across the bar she finished our conversation about her not being able to handle her alcohol, “Oh, I’m sure I can hold my own.” And just like I as back in the game.

  After stepping around the bar I pinned her between my arms, hovering right above her lips, teasing her just enough to draw the heat up to her cheeks, “I bet you can.” I gripped her tight ass in my hands and I worked her mouth over with my tongue, her lips tasting of Whiskey. Her tiny body fit perfectly in my arms as her legs clung to my waist. I was so turned on by this gorgeous woman, had I let go of her with my hands at that very moment I could have almost guaranteed my hard dick would have kept her in perfect place.

  Losing each article of clothing on our way to my bedroom I finally had her completely naked. I tossed her onto my bed and she reached up and clawed at my back, damn, where in the hell is that condom? Spotting it on my night stand I reached over, grabbed it and rolled it on as quickly as possible. From the looks of it she wouldn’t be able to resist much longer and neither could I.

  I sunk into her with one swift thrust and a scream escaped her lips as her head flew back causing her body to arch off of the bed. Her tight, wet center was wrapped around me perfectly, holding my dick nice and snug as I worked my hips, pumping in and out of her. I could see the release building up inside of her as her fingers clung to the sheets, gripping them as tight as possible. Her heels dug into my back forcing my body to sink further into hers and finally as if planned, the two of our bodies gave in to their own release as we exploded together. Collapsing down beside her I laid there until I could calm my breathing, staring into her utterly spent eyes.

  After making a trip to the b
athroom to clean up I climbed back in bed while she scooted across the bed and snuggled up against me, her head resting on my chest. Almost instinctively my arm wrapped around her, pulling her in closer as I drifted off to sleep, the last thought crossing my mind, they’re not supposed to spend the night, Cole.

  CHAPTER TWO

  The sun blazed through the window waking me up and I couldn’t peel the boyish grin off of my face as I rolled over hoping for a repeat of last night only to find an empty bed. I quickly sat up and glanced around the room, “Hello,” I bellowed expecting a response, but I got nothing in return.

  I jumped out of bed, pulled on a pair of boxers, and made my way to the living room. My clothes were strewn all over the place, but hers were gone. I searched for my phone hoping that there was an explanation for her disappearance, but there was nothing. “What the fuck?” I asked myself out loud before heading into the kitchen to figure out what I was going to do for breakfast.

  I’d just cracked an egg into the skillet when I heard a knock on the door so I rushed over and pulled at the handle, “Where’d you run off to?” I asked before the door was fully open, glad that she was back, but much to my surprise the person standing in front of me was not the woman who’d been in my bed last night.

  Casey made a face, “Well, I think I just came from the room you got for us, but I’m working a pretty sick hangover, so I could be mistaken.”

  Disappointed I turned and sulked back into the kitchen, Casey on my heels.

  “Smells good, what’s for breakfast?”

  I reached into my refrigerator and pulled out a bottle of water and handed it to Case, along with two aspirins, “Take these, if I send you home looking like that Addison will have me by the balls.”

  Casey laughed then popped the aspirin and chugged half of the water in the bottle I’d just given him, “So, who were you expecting, because it obviously wasn’t me.”

  I continued with breakfast trying my best to brush it off, especially to Case, he and Addison always made a bigger deal of the girls I slept with than anyone else I knew. “Just some girl I met last night, no big deal.”

  Water spewed from his mouth as he coughed, trying to catch his breath from practically choking, “Dude, tell me you didn't bring one of those strippers home last night, I mean shit, they’re perfect to blow a couple hundred dollars on for a bachelor party, but if you ever bring them home, that’s just sick.”

  I snatched two plates out of the cabinet, filling them with eggs and bacon for Case and I. Then set his plate in front of him, handed him a fork and then began digging into mine, talking with my mouth full of bacon, “Hell no I didn’t bring a damn stripper home. You know I’m not that stupid.” I chewed the rest of the bacon trying to decide if I wanted to go any further into last night with my dear cousin.

  Case stared at me with a look that clearly told me he wanted to know more and against my better judgment I opened my big mouth. “I was supposed to meet a business partner at The Limelight last night for a few drinks before your bachelor party, but he ended up having to cancel. I was getting ready to leave when I saw this girl coming down from one of the VIP areas. She was a freaking knock out, legs for days and her ass, damn her ass was perfect.”

  Just as I was about to go into further detail something in my head stopped my mouth from moving and Case stared blankly at me, “Well what happened, did you screw the shit out of her?”

  I lifted my fork and stuffed a large pile of eggs into my mouth before I shook my head, “You know how it goes, she came back here for a while, we messed around, and that’s all.”

  Case let out a blaringly loud laugh and I kept shoveling the food in as thoughts bounced around my head. What the hell dude, you never have a problem telling Case about your crazy one night stands. What’s so different about this one? I thought to myself as I took a gulp of orange juice.

  After Case inhaled his food he stood, “Well, I better get back upstairs and check on the guys, I heard Seth mention he wanted to hangout by the pool and see if he could pick up any random women.” Case dropped his plate into the sink and I followed him to the door before he turned around and said, “Thanks for last night man, from what I remember it was a damn good time.”

  I opened the room door and punched his shoulder, “Don’t let Addison give you too much shit about this weekend.”

  Case nodded before pressing the the call button to the elevator and waved goodbye.

  ****

  Monday was here in the blink of an eye and I was up before the sun, headed to the airport to catch a flight to Boston where my company was hosting the groundbreaking for our newest luxury high rise hotel, The Monte Carlo.

  As usual the groundbreaking was quick and painless, it was all the things afterwards that took the most time; parties to attend, dinners to be had and investors to schmooze with. Schmoozing was my least favorite thing to do, I never needed investors, but according to my Board of Directors it made Conrad Developers, LLC more appealing, so I went with it.

  When Monday night rolled around I was exhausted and ready to get home. As I exited the plane back in Tampa the stewardess who’d been ogling over me the entire flight reached for my arm, “Mr. Conrad, I hope you had a wonderful flight, if there is ever anything I can be of assistance with, please do not hesitate to call me.” She discreetly handed her card to me and then winked as I stuffed it into my breast pocket, making my way toward the terminal exit.

  I hadn’t even been back in Tampa for five minutes and I was already wondering what the mystery woman from the other night was doing, where she was, hell, who she was. Pissed that she’d left without so much as even a goodbye I pulled out my phone. I needed a distraction so I reached for the card in my pocket and sent Rebecca, the stewardess, a quick text.

  My place, thirty minutes. –CC

  I followed it up with my address before making my way to the town car that was awaiting my arrival.

  I was home and showered in twenty minutes when a call came in from downstairs, “Mr. Conrad, this is Tina, are you expecting company?” Checking the time I nodded, “Yes, please send her up.”

  I opened the door just as the woman from the flight stepped off of the elevator, a smile plastered on her face as if she’d just hit the jackpot. I reached for her hand and quickly pulled her into my place, not wasting any time as I began peeling her out of her skin tight dress. She took my erection into her mouth I couldn’t help but wonder what it would feel like to have my mystery woman’s lips wrapped snugly around me. As I leaned back against the headboard I closed my eyes and fantasized about her the entire time Rebecca pleasured my body. Panting she slung her body down on top of mine after we both finished, “Oh my, that was amazing.”

  I grunted before pulling her off of my lap and standing to go take a shower, “Thanks, I really needed that.”

  As I headed into the bathroom I heard footsteps rushing up behind me, and the disappointment begins. “Mind if I join you?” She asked coyly.

  I shook my head, “Sorry babe, not this time.” I hopped into the shower and turned on the scalding hot water, letting it run over my body washing away the stranger that’d just been in my bed when the curtain opened slightly.

  Rebecca peeked in with a grin on her face, “My next flight isn’t until tomorrow morning, I’d really love to show you what I can do in the shower.”

  Unimpressed I reached for my bar of soap and began to lather up, “Thanks, but not tonight, I’ve got about five minutes left and I hope you’ll be gone by the time I finish.”

  Her shocked expression didn’t surprise me, nor did the slew of explicit words that flew out of her mouth.

  I couldn’t help but chuckle while pulling the curtain closed as I listened to her stomping around my place and finally -like most of the women who expected something more than sex- the infamous slamming of the door took place.

  After opening the curtain I reached for a towel, dried off and made my way toward my guest room, leaving my sheets in a pile on the floo
r to be dealt with by the housekeeper tomorrow. After I climbed into bed I turned out the light and drifted off to sleep only to find my dreams filled with visions of my beautiful mystery woman.

  CHAPTER THREE

  For the first time in my life I was on time to a family function. I stood next to Casey at the front of the church and watched as the bridesmaids made their way down the aisle, wondering which one would end up in my bed after the wedding tomorrow night.

  If there was one thing Addison had, it was a plethora of gorgeous friends based on who I’d already watched come down the aisle. Suddenly, everyone paused and looked back toward Addison, who was hugging someone. I leaned over toward Case and whispered into his ear, “Which one of these girls is easiest?”

  He laughed, “Definitely not this one.” Case nodded in the direction of his wife as I glanced up and all of the air sucked itself right out of my chest as if every drop of oxygen had suddenly been removed from planet earth.

  I could feel my eyes widening as they grew to the size of golf balls. I stood there in shock as I looked directly toward her, my mystery woman. I watched her as she came to a complete halt in the middle of the aisle. Her eyes glued to mine and a horrified expression took over her face. I kept my gaze locked on her the entire time until Addison’s mom pulled her out of the trance she was obviously stuck in. Her shoulders lifted and fell as she took in a deep breath, composing herself and then continued her way down the aisle, never taking her eyes off of me.

  The rehearsal went by quicker than I’d expected and each time I’d try to look at her she’d maneuver her tiny frame further behind Addison so I was unable to openly gawk. After Addison only allowed Case to kiss her cheek I was ready to make my way up the aisle with my mystery woman, but she took off in what looked like an all-out sprint toward the back of the church before I could meet her in the middle of the aisle.