by Baylin Crow
My voice rose with my frustration. “I’m going crazy without you, damn it. It wouldn’t matter if I threw my career away. I can’t focus on training, because I’m too busy thinking about you!” I waited until he made eye contact and then spoke from my heart. “I love you,” I whispered, knowing it was the truest thing I’d ever said. I just needed a chance to prove to him that he was it for me. His eyes went wide, but he remained silent. I closed my eyes. “You don’t have to say it back or anything…”
The air left my lungs in a whoosh as I landed on my back, Drew’s solid weight bearing down on top of me. His lips crashed into mine, and I parted mine as he desperately took my mouth, stroking, biting, and sucking. Relief was too small of a word to describe the feeling coursing through me. He wasn’t close enough. I slid my hands around his body, my palms against his warm back as I pulled him closer. I took over the kiss, driving home, right into his greedy mouth, how much I needed him. My entire being was now in the palm of his hand.
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
ASHER
“I love you too,” Drew muttered against my lips when he finally pulled his mouth from mine.
That was it. I rolled him off me and stood, pulling him up with me. We tripped over each other’s feet as we hurried inside the guesthouse. Slamming the door behind me with a kick, I guided him backward until he fell back onto the mattress.
He grabbed the front of my shirt and tugged me down on top of him, grinding his hips upward into my own. His hard length rubbed mine through our layers of clothing. Drew snaked his hand between our bodies, unbuttoning my jeans and yanking down the zipper. His greedy hand shot straight down my boxers and gripped my shaft tight. I pumped my hips, and my balls drew up tight, the sensation new and familiar at the same time. This time, the barriers between us were down, emotions on full display. Raw and real.
“I want inside you so bad,” I gritted between my teeth. He stilled his hand, and my words registered. It had been a long time since I’d had sex, but I couldn’t imagine being with anyone else from the day I met him.
“I want that too,” he said, his eyes heavy with lust. I could also see the love and that made me harder than ever. He hesitated a moment. “Is it going to hurt?”
“I’ll be gentle. It might be a little uncomfortable at first, but I’ll make it good for you,” I promised and placed a soft kiss on the corner of his mouth.
I stood and lifted him to his feet. I undressed him slowly, taking in every detail as each piece of clothing was removed, only stopping touching him to strip myself. His eyes trailed over every part of me until I couldn’t take it anymore. I yanked him against me and took his mouth again. Skin on skin. How had I ever thought I could live without this? Without him.
His groan made my cock twitch. He reached over, snagging a bottle of lube from the nightstand drawer and I spotted the plug. I raised my brow, eyeing the contents of the drawer. He blushed a soft pink and shrugged without apology.
“You created a monster. Condom?” he asked, his breathing heavier than normal.
“Wallet,” I clipped out. Words. I needed to be capable of words right now, but my brain was scrambled, and the only thing I could think about was being inside him. Knowing I’d need to take it slow and easy, I tried to hold back my eagerness to claim him. To stare into his eyes the moment we erased all distance between us. To be as deeply embedded in him physically as he was in my heart.
He quickly grabbed my jeans, pulled out my wallet, and rummaged through the contents. He handed the foil packet to me and sat back on the bed.
“Lie down on your back.” I moaned as he did and I took in his body stretched before me. I tossed the rubber on the bed next to me and, within seconds, had his knees bent, legs spread above him. He groaned into my mouth when I claimed his lips again and clutched onto my shoulders when I bit his lush bottom lip.
I pulled away and worked my way down his chest, stopping to gently bite each of his perfect pink nipples. As I kissed my way farther down his abs, I glanced up at him. I’d never seen anything as sexy as Drew watching with wide eyes and waiting for me to make him feel good.
Without giving him warning, I dipped down and tasted the drop beaded on the tip of his cock. His flavor burst against my tongue and I trembled. Fucking trembled.
“Oh.” A stream of indistinguishable words followed his gasp. My tongue explored the length of his cock, following along a vein before sucking the tip into my mouth. His back bowed, drawing my attention back to those small pink nipples. I dragged one palm over the smooth flesh of his stomach and continued upward until I could tease those peaks with my fingers. I wanted to be everywhere at once. He drove me so fucking crazy. Greedy as hell, I swallowed his dick, sucking him to the back of my throat and continued to play with his stiff nipples.
“Asher, now!” He arched his hips, forcing himself deep into my mouth. His plea was so desperate and my balls were aching with the need for release, so I gave him one last hard suck before pulling back.
Propping myself up on one hand, I used the other to grab the condom off the bed.
“You sure?” I asked as I ripped the foil and rolled the condom over my cock.
“I’ve been sure.” He sat up, forcing me move back on my knees, and grabbed the lube from the bed. He flicked the cap open and coated my fingers before moving to my cock. As soon as his hand closed around me, my hips snapped forward. There was no way I was going to last long the first time. The thought of breaching his virgin hole made my balls draw tight. His ass was mine. Only mine. The lube in his hand now covered my cock, making me slick and ready for him. He tossed the bottle aside, and I pressed my palm to his chest, urging him back to the bed. As soon as his head hit the pillow, I crawled over him.
Starting at his neck, I kissed and nipped my way down his body, running my lips over his exposed skin as I went. When I hovered over his weeping tip, sending soft puffs of breath over his hard cock, but not taking it further, Drew became restless. His frustrated moan morphed into a pleading rant as I licked the beaded drop before it rolled down his length. I could tease him this way, keep him on edge all night, and never get tired of the hungry gaze focused on my parted lips. Maybe another time.
I breathed deep, dipped my head, and swallowed him to the back of my throat at the same moment I circled his tight ring with my slicked fingers. The ragged cry my actions ripped from him sent jolts of energy to my already hard and aching cock. When I sank one finger to the first knuckle, his hips lifted violently, and he thrust deeper and harder between my lips.
Drew made a noise of protest when I released him and sat back. His ass rocking against my hand, urging me deeper, absorbed my attention and held my gaze captive. Even though I’d had my finger in him several times before, I never tired of watching it sink deep inside him.
“Asher,” he begged, eyes wide and pleading.
“More?” I asked. He bit his lip and nodded, so I gave it to him, working a second finger in alongside the first.
“Yes,” he hissed as he spread his legs wider. His hard cock rested against his belly, still wet from my mouth. My hand wrapped around his length, pumping him in time with my thrusting fingers.
Drew moaned and the roll of his hips became more erratic. He was close, but I wanted him to come while on my cock, so I pulled my fingers away and crawled back on top of him.
“I need to be inside you.” My voice sounded like it had been dragged over a bed of jagged rocks it was so strained. I was barely holding it together.
When he nodded, I kneeled between his legs and took his bent knees and pushed them farther toward his chest, opening him to me fully.
“I love you,” I repeated, releasing one of his legs to line my cock with his hole. Staring into eyes that were wide and filled with trust, I pushed into him slowly. Oh my fuck, my eyes rolled back into my head. Nothing had ever felt this good, and it was just the tip.
Drew gasped and my gaze shot to his face that was screwed up tight and I paused. I whispered how much he
meant to me and took his cock in my hand, stroking him until he relaxed.
“Okay?” The need to drive the rest of my length was strong, but Drew needed time to adjust.
“Yeah, I think so.” He gave his hips a slow, testing rock back and forth, and we both groaned as it caused me to slip farther into his tight grip. My eyes slammed shut again. Too good. At this rate, I wasn’t going to last long.
He continued the rocking motion. Once I wrangled my control, I opened my eyes and met his gaze.
“Give me everything,” he panted. His hands flew to my ass and he tried to force me deeper. I groaned and inched farther and farther until I was pressed flush against the back of his thighs. I continued working his cock with my hand as he adjusted to the sensation of being filled by me.
I kept things slow, knowing there would be plenty of time to take him in all the ways I wanted him. But this time, we both needed to take our time. He was making it difficult with the way he was digging his fingers into the skin of my lower back and ass, urging me faster. I pressed into him over and over in steady rhythm, until the only sounds were slapping skin on skin, groans and moans of finally being together. The feel of him taking me, wrapped so tight around me, and the look of pure ecstasy on his face brought me closer to the edge. I could tell he was getting close too by the way his eyebrows furrowed and his mouth dropped open.
I wrapped my hand tighter around his cock and pumped faster.
“I’m there. Come with me,” I groaned.
Drew cried out, releasing all over his stomach, at the same time I jerked my hips once more and stilled as I emptied myself inside him.
I lowered his legs, keeping us connected, and slumped down on my elbows, caging him in.
“Jesus Christ,” I panted. “I’ll never get enough of you.” I kissed his lips softly.
“I love you too,” he murmured against my mouth. Those words… They filled a place in my chest I hadn’t realized was hollow before him.
I pulled out of him, tying the condom and tossing it into the bedside trash. Lying down beside him, I rolled him until he was flush against my side, head on my chest. I could get used to this. For the rest of my life. Shockingly, the idea didn’t scare me at all. Instead, that was exactly what I wanted.
He yawned sleepily, curling into me more deeply. As his breaths evened out and he fell into a sound asleep, I studied his face, thinking about how today could’ve gone completely differently. I would have missed seeing him this way. Trusting. Loving. Sated. I watched him until I couldn’t hold my eyes open any longer. I was definitely not going back to train this evening.
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Drew woke me in the middle of the night, kissing my neck and thrusting against my thigh. With a growl, I flipped him on his back and attacked his mouth in a savage kiss.
“Fuck me, Asher,” he whispered into my mouth as he lifted his hips, grinding against me.
Lifting my head, I chuckled as I stared into his eyes alight with need. “I really have created a monster, huh? We have all the time we want.” Last night had been amazing, but with it being his first time, I didn’t want to hurt him. “Aren’t you sore?”
His hand went behind my head and brought my face down to his again. He nipped at my bottom lip. “A little,” he admitted, and I began to pull away. “Not so fast. I said a little. I didn’t say I wasn’t ready.” And then he sank his teeth into that lush bottom lip. My cock jumped as I zeroed in on the movement.
Was I ever going to be able to deny him anything ever again? My eyes wandered his still-naked body beneath me. This was all mine, I realized in wonder, but I wanted to hear it. “Tell me your body belongs to me.” Even to my ears, my voice sounded rough. Possessive.
His eyes darkened. “Every inch belongs to you.”
My chest swelled with emotion and my cock surged. “Turn over,” I demanded. Without hesitation, he shimmied onto his belly and I tsked. “Hands and knees.”
His eyes flicked over his shoulder as he sent me a sly smile. “Yes, sir.” A wave of satisfaction filled me at hearing those words, and I groaned as he lifted and tilted his hips, giving me a perfect view of his puckered entrance.
“You are so fucking perfect,” I growled and leaned forward to playfully bite his right cheek.
“If I’m so perfect, why aren’t you inside me already?” His breathless voice moved me into action.
Climbing off the bed, I snagged my wallet from the floor and dug another condom out and rolled it on, before crawling back on the bed, behind Drew.
His eyes met mine again as I grabbed the lube from where it lay tangled in the sheet. After coating my finger, I began to stretch him open. “Have I ever told you that it was your eyes?”
His head tilted my direction with a confused expression on his face, right before his mouth dropped open as my finger brushed over a sensitive spot. I continued. “The moment I looked into them, I knew you were going to be trouble. Of course, I wasn’t sure you would want me back, but I sure as hell wanted you. Then, the more I was around you, the more I wanted. You’re it for me.”
His eyes softened. “I need you.”
“With pleasure,” I growled before replacing my fingers with my cock, sliding deep inside him. Fuck, nothing felt as good as being surrounded by his tight heat. Nothing came close. His gasp of pleasure and the way his hips bucked, forcing me deeper, snapped my already thin control. I gripped his hips tight and began thrusting into him. My eyes strayed to where we were connected, and I groaned every time my cock disappeared into his delicious ass. Over and over, he took me inside him while I lay claim to his body. Drew was mine now, and I was never letting go.
“More,” he panted, and I obliged, snapping my hips faster. Jesus, his body was made to take mine. I leaned forward, changing the angle of my cock, and gripped his shoulder to hold him steady.
“Touch your cock,” I gritted through clenched teeth. “Come for me.”
His hand left the bed and disappeared beneath him. “Oh, fuck.” Drew’s voice was strained as he tightened around me. My eyes rolled back and my mouth fell open as wave after wave of pure fucking ecstasy wrecked me. His hips undulated against me, and only minutes later, he came with my name a shout on his lips and making a mess on the sheets.
“Fuck yes,” I roared and unloaded inside him, filling the condom to the brim as a never-ending orgasm ripped through me.
After the last of the aftershocks left me, I slid from his body. Drew collapsed into the mattress. “That was incredible.” His voice airy and a soft laugh left him.
I rolled to the side, landing next to him, and drank in the sated look shining from his blue eyes. “Laughing after I fuck you? I should be insulted.” Reaching down, he slid the condom from my softening cock and then tied it off to toss it in the bedside trash. Why the fuck was that so sexy? So intimate.
He lay back down and his lip kicked up on the side. “I feel drunk. Does that feel better? You fucked me so good my reality is off kilter.”
It was my turn to laugh as I dove forward and planted a soft kiss to his lips. “That, I can live with.”
When I leaned back, I noticed his features had changed and he appeared worried.
“What’s wrong?” My brow furrowed. Did I somehow fuck up?
His eyes traced over my face before meeting my gaze again. “What happens now?”
I reached out and ran a hand through his messy blond hair. “We’re together, Drew. Nothing and no one is going to change that. We’ll find our way.” He seemed placated, but there was still a pinch of worry in the corner of his eyes. “Do you trust me?”
“Of course I do. Why would you ask that?” He scowled and I grinned.
“Because that’s what I’m asking now. Trust me.” Cupping his cheek with my palm, I leaned forward to kiss him again. I wasn’t sure how I was going to break the news to the world, but it was happening. The sooner, the better.
He nodded. “Okay. I can do that.” A brief silence blanketed the room, and my eyelids drooped. Sleep soun
ded so good, but before I could fall completely under its spell, Drew switched topics. “Are you nervous about the fight?”
“Not really.” I shrugged one shoulder and yawned. With it only being days away, I should be. “Win or lose, I’m pretty fucking content right now.”
A smile crossed his face, mirroring my own. “Me too, Ramsey.”
“Sleep now. You wore me out.” His chuckle followed me into a dreamless sleep.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
DREW
Asher had been so busy training for the last few days that I hadn’t seen much of him and now the day was here. When he bumped gloves with Capley, I was a wreck, and it only got worse. This was excruciating. Watching Asher go an entire round with Capley, I wasn’t sure I remembered to breathe. The round seemed close, and I was getting nervous for Asher. Not that I thought he couldn’t win. He had a good chance.
Asher had gotten a cut by his eyebrow and the blood wouldn’t stop. Pete was at his side, wiping something over the cut to get the bleeding to stop. His team was tending to him, and I could see Pete’s lips moving and Asher nodding. I wondered what he was saying and how bad Asher was hurt.
Capley was off to the side, not looking much better, his lip split and bleeding. I couldn’t help but feel a little smug about that. Yep, my boyfriend had done that.
Too soon, Pete and the others were gone and Asher and Capley stood on opposite sides again. Fuck my life; I wasn’t going to survive this. My fists were balled so tight they hurt.
The noise in the place was incredible. I hadn’t bothered trying to talk to Claire or her boyfriend, Alex, who were sitting to my left. Maggie sat to my right. Every time one of the guys had taken a shot, she’d gripped my arm, digging her nails into my skin. Claire was on her feet next to me, jumping and screaming, blending in with the chaos. I was joining her, minus the jumping.
Over the noise, a loud buzz sounded, and Asher and Capley met in the middle, bumping gloves. Capley immediately shot out with a jab that Asher easily deflected before delivering a kick to his side. It went back and forth for a while and then Asher landed a solid uppercut that visibly rocked Capley. Taking advantage of the situation, Asher jumped on top and started delivering hammerfists. I winced as I witnessed Capley’s head repeatedly bounce off the floor. He wasn’t fighting back and the ref jumped in and put a stop to it.
