FORCE: Alpha Badboy MMA Romance

by Wyatt, Dani

  It was on, and he wasn’t giving her another moment to change her mind.

  Fuck, if she could only feel what is going on inside my fucking crazy head right now, she would fucking run.

  If she were any other girl, he would have long forgotten her by now. In the past, if he was horny and the flavor of the week suddenly got it in her head that she wanted to play games, or turn a good no-strings fuck into some ball and chain shit, Cameron was gone faster than a cheetah after the morning gazelle.

  But with her, he channeled the patience of a monk. He could tell the moment was here, and he charged, ready — jumping off that cliff without looking down. Whatever her insecurities and doubts, his sole purpose right then was to show her exactly how magnificent she was.

  Hang-ups about her body or the brief familial connection needed to be put away for good. Cameron had no clue how a woman with an ass like that could ever fucking doubt that she was beautiful.

  As far as the ‘family’ thing went, that was out the door. Sure, their parents did their thing and technically gave them some bullshit legal relation, but it bore no moral value here.

  This shit was right, and it was time to convince her of just exactly how right it was.

  The one woman he wanted for most of his life was also the one that found it so impossible to see herself like he did.

  She was smart, stunning, fucking talented, kind, and still had a no-bull-shit streak that came out when necessary.

  Unfortunately, all the fucks in her life pushed her God given confidence so far away, she needed him to guide her back and build her up until she stood toe-to-toe, chin up, head high, and told them all to go fuck themselves.

  Curves like hers were the things old masters painted and hung on the walls of museums.

  His boy was already on high alert, applying pressure upward like a heat seeking missile. Cameron tried to steady his breath and talk himself back down. This was their first time, he fought to hold it together, but he was on the razor’s edge and scared as shit he would hurt her so bad she would run for the hills.

  Looking down, he felt like the world was on pause, her amber flecked brown eyes drooped and he saw the flicker of exactly what burned inside of him behind them. She was there, she might not be ready, but he sure as shit was done waiting.

  Cameron plowed the length of his body against hers, pulling her hands along with his around his waist as he kissed down and into her mouth like the first knock-out punch of a main event.

  Her tongue didn’t hesitate this time as he opened those blush pink lips with his own, finding fortune as he wound down and around, tasting her sweet flavor.

  Cameron felt the tug and thump of his boy down below; threatening to misfire right then and there. It was loud and clear just how primed and pumped things were below the waist, but Cameron fought the animal inside.

  He breathed in the air as she exhaled, pushing her fabulous tits into the carved solid rocks of his abs. He quickly got lost in the softness of her, the way she fit against him and how her tongue wrapped around inside his mouth.

  She was making tiny mewing noises already, and it was all Cameron could do to not completely lose his shit knowing she was finally feeling it too.

  He left her hands hanging just above his ass, his own finding that sweet curve just below her jaw line, right where his palms could rest and feel the river of her blood pumping.

  She was on fucking fire, the heat coming off her skin melted into his hands as the intoxicating scent of her perfume and her hair spun his head until he felt the floor sinking below his feet.

  Cameron held her face steady as he sucked onto her tongue, then shifted his hips and ground the rod steel length that pressed out from under his jeans into her lush hip.

  His cock leaked like an adolescent boy finding his first Playboy as he listened to her breathing catch and deepen with each grind of his hips.

  He wanted to give her a preview, or a warning, of just exactly the monster that he intended to sink into her and probably leave her taking cautious, tiny steps for the next week.

  He was scared as hell that as soon as he felt the soft heat wrap around him, he wouldn’t want to ever leave.

  Inside his crazy head, he was already planning the second, third, and fourth round. He could only hope she had absolutely nothing planned for the next 24 hours because he intended for his cock to take up permanent residence inside that holy place.

  Fleeting thoughts of Asher and the hospital knocked in the back of his mind, but this kind of primal lust knocked them back on their ass. Asher was fine, the doctor said it was a minor concussion, and he needed to rest. What was happening here was primary and even if the house caught on fire right then, Cameron wasn’t sure he would get them out in time.

  She shifted against him and made that soft purring noise that told Cameron he needed to show her exactly what was in store for her.

  “Come on.”

  He took her hands like a vice, dragging her up the stairs as she softly protested.

  Cameron barely heard anything besides the throbbing blood that shot like canon fire along the length of his cock. The blood vessels must have been standing out like angry vines the way his heart was firing each beat like it was his last.

  He needed to get her up those stairs and into position before she found some reason to hesitate. She was everything he ever wanted, but she was fucked up in the head about some stuff and Cameron had no time for that non-sense right now.

  He intended for her to understand just exactly how perfect she was, every inch of her.

  There was no more waiting, Cameron jerked her arm until she almost tripped and fell against him just inside the door to his bedroom.

  “Jesus, Cam.” She breathed into the air as Cameron brought his face down and engulfed her mouth with his.

  “Sorry babe. Get used to it, because I’m not a patient man.”

  He wanted to kiss her whole face, to entwine their bodies in every possible way. There was a hint of fear and hesitation in her voice, but Cameron tugged, and she followed.

  He didn’t want to hear it. The lust was turning to something just this side of anger and he wasn’t sure why.

  Maybe it was all the waiting; maybe it was all the things in her life that were fucked up and Cameron couldn’t fix. Whatever it was, he needed to quell that little voice inside his head because he was hell bent on taking his time and making sure he squeezed every micro-second out of this.

  Today, he would take her like a first time should be. He knew she needed to be taught some of his other tricks, but that would have to wait for another day. Today was all about her, and watching and feeling her cum as many times as her body would allow.

  Cameron didn’t give her a chance for any other protest as he guided her backwards toward the bed. Her breath was coming wild and heavy, but he did not yet feel her body yield into that relaxed softness that told him she was completely ready.

  Her hands began to explore up his back, pushing gently under the bottom of his ever present hoodie and t-shirt. The first brush of her fingers on the flesh just above the fabric of his jeans stopped his breathing and his heartbeat.

  Fuck me. Say a little prayer now man, you are gonna need God’s divine fucking intervention help to hold this shit back.

  As her hands moved warm and slow around the carved indent of his spine, Cameron felt the twitch and jerk of his cock, he was so fucking close to cumming right there in his pants it was embarrassing.

  How could just the touch of her fingers on his back bring him that close to losing it? What was going to happen when those hands found their way around to the promise land? Or, her mouth?

  Victoria let out a deep breath into the crazed building fury of their kiss. Just that sound was almost enough for Cameron to lose control, he was almost afraid to find out what was going to happen to him when he heard the soft moans and screams when she came.

  He lowered his lips; he needed to taste every part of her. His teeth nibbled on her neck as his ton
gue followed the indent of the soft tendon down to her shoulder, pushing the collar of her t-shirt aside as he licked his way back up.

  He kissed the little mole where her pulse ran thumping and hot. He must have imagined a million times kissing her there and he lingered, his tongue tasting the spot that before was only a dream.

  She was making small sighing noises, and Cameron wasn’t sure how much longer his jeans could hold on. It was becoming damn uncomfortable and the more she made noises like that, the surer he was that he might blast off before he was able to get himself all the way inside her.

  The monster was chomping at the bit, and Cameron knew if he wasn’t careful, she would end up bent over with his cock taking what it needed before he had a change to discover every glorious inch of her body.

  “Do you feel that?” He pressed forward, knowing there was no mistaking the shape of the steel missile under the fabric.

  “It’s kind of hard to miss.” Her eyes lowered, then raised back up.

  He could see she wanted to lay her eyes on the beast, but there was also a flicker of doubt and panic behind those round doe eyes. Cameron couldn’t blame her, even he wasn’t sure once she allowed him inside that he wouldn’t completely destroy her.

  “Well, that shit’s been ready and waiting for you for fucking too long. Years. More than I can count. All for you, Vic.”

  He needed to see her, to feel her. Cameron grabbed the hem of her t-shirt and ripped it up and off her head before she took her next breath. Then, that bra, the last bit of fabric defense before he lay his eyes on the wonder that danced in his dreams since he was able to jerk off.

  She fell out and into Cameron’s hands, and he felt the lush warmth like being immersed in utter joy. It was more than rapture, he felt a closeness to her that was beginning to frighten him.

  He knew all the things he did to assure her safety before, but now, something else was quickly building inside him, and there would be no going back.

  The swell of each of her tits filled his palms; Cameron lowered his eyes. Dreams were made from this, a body like hers was more than perfection, it was a dwelling place for the gods. He palmed each orb and kissed her, letting the moment sink in.

  How many years did he think of how she would feel?

  Now, it was real, she was in his hands and he couldn’t help but press the length of his cock forward feeling her sweet spot and listening to the gentle hum that fell from her lips.

  More than anything, he wanted to feel that ivory softness against him. In one quick motion, Cameron grabbed the bottom of his hoodie and t-shirt and extracted them from his body.

  He watched her eyes as they fell from his face to take in the arcs and square angles of his torso. The way her mouth fell open as her eyes darted up and down only made it that much harder to hold back.

  “Come here, I want to feel you against me.”

  Just as the words let his lips, Victoria broke out of her own stupor and for a split second, Cameron saw that fucking look of doubt pass over her just as she brought her arms from his back and started to cover herself.

  “Oh fuck no,” Cameron growled.

  No fucking way was that self-conscious bullshit going to creep in here and ruin this. Cameron grabbed her arms and pushed her over to the bed, laying her down with a kiss, hands held high above her head.

  “Don’t you fucking move. Stay right there. You are fucking beautiful. You feel how hard my cock is now, right?”

  Cameron lowered his face, sucking in the round pink circle on one side, then quickly moving to the other. She tasted like something teenage boys’ dreams were made of. Her nipple hardened in his mouth as he took her deeper and deeper until he heard her groan and felt her belly quiver.

  He looked up to see her watching him. The lost, and unbelieving cast in her gaze told him he needed to shut this doubt down once and for all.

  “I’m going to tell you this one time and I don’t want you to fucking ever forget it, okay?”

  Even as he spoke, he palmed and fingered the beauty of her lush, round tits, squeezing her nipples between his fingers then flicking his tongue back and forth until he felt her hips twitch under him.

  She didn’t seem like she was able to answer, so he just continued, knowing he had her attention.

  “You are fucking amazing, beautiful, and no one has ever, or will ever, be able to make my cock rise and fill the way you do. Got that? I’m telling you, my dick doesn’t lie. It knows what it likes and it likes what it sees. So leave that shit behind about your body or whatever. I’m telling you, you are fucking hot enough for me to shoot bullets right fucking now. It’s taking a fucking heroic effort for me not to cream right in my jeans just looking at you.”

  Cameron moved up, licking inside her mouth until he felt the tension knock down a peg, and she started that sexy as fuck mewing into his mouth again.

  He settled back down, kissing back and forth until his hands couldn’t wait, and they found the button of her jeans. He felt her belly tense, but she would just have to get over it because this was on.

  Cameron filled with a cataclysmic level of lust and need that he’d never felt before. Every inch of her was better than the one before, each soft valley and indent calling for him to taste her, to lick her, and touch her until she gasped and begged for him to stop.

  The only thing distracting him was the discomfort of his boy banging on the front of his pants and screaming to be set free. He could see her eyes taking quick sidelong glances downward and it was sweet how she didn’t want to stare.

  “Come here, give me your hand. Here—” He pulled her to sit up and pressed her hand firm on the mid-length of his swelling meat.

  He watched her eyes widen as he leaned into her hand, the muscles in his chest tightening and twitching as he felt the first touch of her hand on his cock.

  Cameron couldn’t help his own low moan that came from deep in his chest.

  “That’s all you, Vic. And right now, it fucking hurts like hell being locked inside these jeans staring down at you like this. Take me out.”

  Her fingers moved with more enthusiasm than Cameron anticipated, working the button and popping it open within a couple seconds. She wanted more and Cameron could feel each movement on the outside of his pants like diamonds on glass.

  The tension was making him crazy sensitive; he took a deep breath as he watched her work the zipper down over the tight swollen protrusion inside his jeans. He knew as sure as his next breath was coming that this girl was going to be his undoing.

  “Slow baby.” She looked up at him and bit down on the inside of her lip and he felt the pre-cum soaking the inside of his boxers.

  Victoria moved like she was caught in some slow motion spell, lowering the zipper one tooth at a time until Cameron thought he was losing his mind.

  Jesus, I want to beat my chest like a damn ape. I can’t tell her to hurry the fuck up, but Jesus, I’m dying up here. The slower she goes the harder I get. I may just cover her face in a hot white spray if she doesn’t step up the pace, Jesus, please, give me strength.

  She was breathing deep. Cameron watched her hands, then moved to see the beauty of her chest rising and falling. If she felt this good just working his zipper lower, Cameron had a very real fear of what would happen when they really got busy.

  He couldn’t recall a memory of anyone dying from something feeling too good, but if it was going to happen, this would be it.

  His cock was radiating like a damn coal fired furnace as Victoria got the zipper down and spread the fabric to see the top of Cameron’s leaking monster jump up and out of the elastic of his navy blue plaid boxers. Every cell in his mind and body waited for that first brush of her fingers on his swollen head. But, instead, she froze, her fingers hanging in the air just in front of his needy as fuck dick.

  That pause felt like it lasted an hour, Cameron looked down to see a mask of something pass over her, then her eyes fluttered upward and he knew something was up.

  “What�
�s wrong?” Cameron felt his voice catch.

  She took in a little breath, then let it back out, her shoulders slumping down like she just endured some invisible defeat.

  “Vic. Look at me.” Cameron commanded, his hand cupping her chin. “You’re killing me, but just tell me what’s wrong. You want to stop; we’ll stop. I may tear the fucking house down, but if you need to stop, just tell me now. Right now, because we are very fucking close to the point of no return.”

  She flapped those lids and sucked in her lip and he felt another drop of pre-cum dribble over his painfully swollen helmet. If she needed this to stop, looking up at him like a babe in the woods was not helping things.

  “I’m a virgin.” She blurted it out then her eyes and hands fell down to her lap.

  What the fuck, Jesus Christ.

  Cameron felt his head getting ready to pop off his shoulders.

  No fucking way. Oh my God. Dude, what are you going to do with that little nugget?

  The next thought that kept repeating itself inside his head like a warrior’s drumbeat was ‘Don’t fuck this up. Don’t fuck this up. Jesus fucking Christ, DON’T FUCK UP.’

  After a single pump of his heart threw some blood on his oxygen starved brain, he managed to have a coherent thought.

  The only two guys that ever got close to being her boyfriend had both ended up on the wrong end of Cameron’s fist and that was the last he knew of either of them.

  But somewhere along the line, he imagined she would have lost it to some asshole in the back seat or in some moment of weakness after a few too many drinks.

  “Fuck. Really? Vic — “

  Two warriors were battling it out inside Cameron’s skull. One, the soldier, protector and blanket of safety; the other a raging lust filled lunatic doing invisible fist pumps in the damn air.

  “I just wanted you to know.” Her words sounded like a child trying to be brave before an imminent spanking.

  Well, yeah, I think that’s something worth sharing, he thought. She’s as green as a newborn foal dude, look at her eyes.

  A firm slap was something Cameron hoped he would bring down on that luscious ass today, but with this new gem of information, taking her down that kink road might not be the best idea.