Filthy Fight (Hard n' Dirty Book 2)

by Alta Hensley

  “Oh, fucking hell,” I groaned loudly, unable to keep it all inside anymore. I was usually quiet during sex. I was usually too shy to really express how I felt or what I wanted. But with Mateo, it felt different. I felt freer. I could be more of myself.

  “Mateo, you drive me crazy. Please don’t make me beg.”

  The mention of his name was enough to have Mateo sliding my panties to one side and pushing a finger inside of my pussy, much to my relief. He was exploring my inner walls, really massaging me and feeling for that spot that would send me flying. Giving me a little taste of what I was so desperate for, he pressed expertly inside, and I screamed out in desire.

  “Oh my God,” I panted, allowing myself to simply become consumed by him as he finger fucked my little hole. He slipped in another finger, and another, until I felt completely powerless to him. I usually liked being in control, of having the power over the situation, but I was willing to hand that over to Mateo because he all but possessed me.

  Without asking, without easing his way, and without an ounce of softness, he pulled out one of his fingers from my wet pussy and thrust it inside my anus. The biting intrusion had me crying out and tensing in his arms.

  “A bad, bad girl gets her ass fucked,” he said as he pushed his finger deeper inside what up to this moment was a place I had considered off limits. “Does it hurt?”

  “Yes,” I squealed as I clung to his back as he nibbled my neck, never letting up on his thrusting. He had fingers in my pussy, and a finger in my ass, and I could barely comprehend the sensations rushing through me. Pain and pleasure blending to a point of drugging my mind and body with the need for more.

  “Good.”

  Just as I settled into the pattern of what he was doing to my body, he pulled away. He removed my underwear as he went, leaving me cold and totally exposed for him. My first instinct was to yell at him, to get him back inside of me in one way or another, but then another idea overcame me. I wanted to give Mateo some of the pleasure that he gave me the last time we were together. As I bit down painfully on my lip, I knew exactly what I wanted next.

  I jumped down, pushing him backwards until his body fell back onto the bed behind him. Ripping his shirt completely off, I knew I would taste his body before the night was over.

  “What are you doing?” He smiled at me, clearly liking the switch in power. The happy look in his eyes only grew more intense as I took a moment to became completely naked before dropping to my knees in front of him. “Julep,” he moaned as his head fell back in sheer ecstasy.

  As I slid his slacks and boxers down, I watched his fingers grip tightly onto the bedspread beneath him. There was an intense tremble within him, one that meant he was completely under my control, and that sent a swirling passion through my veins.

  I ran my fingers over him again for a few moments, enjoying the way that he squeezed his eyes shut in joy. Then, to let him really see where I was going with my seduction, I ran light kisses all over his cock, covering every square inch. The mere feeling of my breath and my lips upon him, seemed to drive him wild, so by the time I wrapped my lips around him and took him back in my throat, while flickering my tongue all over him, I could sense that he was about to lose control. Precum coated my tongue, and I purred against his hardened dick, enjoying the musky scent and taste of this man.

  He tugged on my arms, so I allowed him to simply grab me and pull me onto his lap where we could start kissing once more. His mouth was all over mine, and his cock was teasing my entrance, causing me to grow hotter by the second. I needed him. I needed him right now, and the guttural groan that burst from my chest seemed to tell him that.

  Finally, after what felt like forever while he found protection, Mateo made his move and thrust hard into me, causing me to wrap my arms even tighter around his neck, clinging on for dear life.

  As Mateo moved inside of me, hitting all of the right spots, I felt like I was floating to cloud nine. My body trembled, flooding with desire, and I could already feel those intense waves starting to crash over me, sending me straight into the abyss of sheer joy.

  “Oh fuck,” I cried out, showing Mateo what he was doing to me. “Oh my God.”

  With that, Mateo picked me up and threw me back further onto the bed where he could thrust more powerfully within me. I grabbed onto him. His hands ran everywhere all over me, and it wasn’t long until I was fully shuddering, bucking, screaming out as I released. Almost at the same instant, Mateo lost himself to the sensations too. At that moment, as his face was contorted with pleasure, I saw his real, true, vulnerable side and that made a rush of even more intense feelings emerge for this man.

  I was falling for Mateo. I thought that much was obvious, and there wasn’t a damn thing I could do about it. And I didn’t even want to. He was incredible, truly amazing, and a big part of me was confident he was the man I didn’t even know I had been looking for.

  As we lay next to one another on the bed, panting happily, our limbs intertwined, I was tempted to ask him where his head was at when it came to me. I wanted to know if he saw me as something a little more serious, which was why he opened up to me, or whether or not I was just another hookup. I mean, he could have just told me all that stuff to ensure that he kept his job. Or possibly we were crossing into friend territory, which was as far from what I wanted as one could get.

  But I didn’t ask him because I was afraid. I really didn’t think that he was a bad guy at all. I was just scared to hear that maybe he had too much going on in his life to really consider me as girlfriend material. I’d spent far too long being overlooked in a romantic sense, and I really didn’t want it to happen again.

  Instead, I simply turned over to look at him, to drink in everything about his presence, and he placed a light kiss on my lips.

  “You really are something else.” He grinned at me. “Unexpected and sexy as hell.”

  My heart beat faster, the butterflies in my stomach turned into birds, and everything within me wanted to grip onto him with both hands and to cling onto him without letting go. But I didn’t. I needed to give Mateo his space and let him come back to me as he’d done with the way he told me the truth. It might be difficult, and it might leave me incredibly frustrated, but at the same time, I knew that it would be worth it in the end.

  14

  Mateo

  “The loss just made me hungry; it made me want to go out and win another title.”

  – Thomas “Hitman” Hearns

  As my first paycheck hit my bank account giving me more funds than necessary just to keep the lights on, I knew exactly what I wanted to do first. Since I couldn’t yet afford to pay for any decent treatment for my father—a problem that I still hadn’t managed to work out a solution for—I wanted to do something else for him. Since he was having the first good day in a very long time, I also knew that the timing was right.

  “Come on, Dad,” I said, extending my hand out to him. “We’re going to go out for the day.”

  “We are?” he asked in surprise. “Where are we going?”

  “Well, first I thought that you might like to see Shamrocks.” I grinned, knowing how much he liked boxing and all that surrounded it. My dad had been a big influence in my decision to pursue boxing as a career. When I was growing up, he always had a fight on the TV, and we used to spend hours chatting about different fighters, causing my interest to grow even more. “See where I’m training these days, and afterwards I’ll take you out for steak.” Sure, it might not be the fanciest, or most expensive restaurant around, but I knew that it was my dad’s favorite, so I was more than happy to treat him to something special.

  “That sounds great.” Dad smiled happily. “Thank you.”

  As we drove along in the car, he started talking about his favorite fights from the past, ones that happened before I got involved in the scene, and I saw that spark of the old him coming back. The one that I knew well before he got sick. I hated that he was so ill. I hated the fact that it felt like no matter
how hard I tried, I was losing him anyway. It was damn near killing me, but I really didn’t want that to be the focus of today. I didn’t want to think about anything that had been happening with his decline in health. I just wanted to concentrate on making him happy for today.

  I smiled to myself as I listened to him talk about how growing up in Cuba, learning how to fight in the streets was a real art. It was a right of passage and boxing reminded him of the days of old. He missed Cuba, but hearing him talk about his childhood and tying it to a sport I loved, made me proud. I knew that boxing connected us in ways that most couldn’t understand. We rarely ever talked about my career anymore, not the one I had before the scandal anyway. I knew that I disappointed him, and he knew that it made me sad. But I hoped that by working on a comeback, I would at least in some way redeem myself in his eyes.

  “Well, here we are,” I said as we pulled up outside the gym. “Let’s go inside.”

  “Are you sure we can?” he asked, sounding a little down. “It all looks locked up.”

  “People are always here, Dad. There is always someone around. We’ll be fine getting in.”

  As we walked through the hallways, with me showing Dad some of the titles that Shamrocks won before I joined the gym, I soon heard the voices of Teo and a new member who recently joined the gym as they approached us. Seeing Teo or anyone no longer filled me with the anxiety that it once did. Most of the other fighters and I now had a quiet respect for one another. All the beef was now gone for the most part. I was proving myself with my hard work and obvious show of dedication.

  After a brief introduction to my dad, I asked the guys if Danny was around because I was really not in the mood for his pompous attitude right now—with my dad witnessing it. I hated the fact that he was so difficult to read. You never knew where you stood with him either. I also wanted to avoid him because of what had happened with me and Julep. Sure, I didn’t promise him that I would keep away from her, but I feared that it would affect my place in the gym if he ever found out. I didn’t think Julep would burst out and tell him, but I had to be careful all the same.

  “Nah, no Danny. Julep is in the office though.”

  At first, my head snapped towards Teo, wondering if he was saying that in a suggestive way, telling me that he knew something. But there was a complete blankness to his expression. He was just telling me like it was, and there was no hidden meaning in his words.

  “Okay, guys, see you later,” I said with a nod, tugging my dad away from them both.

  “Julep?” Dad asked with his damn laser sharp focus. “Is that the name of the girl who came to our home to recruit you? Isn’t she the one you like? Can I meet her?”

  I sighed with a half smile, really wanting to say no. Mostly because I didn’t want to complicate things further, but I couldn’t turn down my dad. Not when he was looking at me so expectantly. “Fine,” I said. “But let’s make it quick. I’m sure she’s busy working.”

  My heart pounded wildly as we walked toward her office. I was acutely aware that this was the first time we’d be in any kind of personal space together since we last had sex, and I was worried of how we’d act around one another. I had seen her since, but it had always been when I was training. I wasn’t purposely avoiding her. I was not actively going out of my way not to see her. It was just the way it happened. I supposed that because we had never established anything, it was difficult to know where we stood.

  I tapped lightly on her door, hoping that she wouldn’t be mad about me disturbing her day unannounced with a surprise visit from my father. Although realistically I already knew that she wasn’t like that and would be polite and welcoming even if I escorted the Devil himself inside.

  “Come in,” she called out in a smiling voice, already causing my insides to cool and calm down. I didn’t know why I always got myself so nervous around her, when I was aware that she had such a calming effect on me. “Oh, hi there, Mateo.” She grinned from ear to ear as I entered.

  “Hi, Julep.” I gestured toward my dad, instantly knowing that he was going to love her. “This is my dad, Cisco.”

  “Oh, hi, Cisco.” She jumped up and extended her hand out to him. “It’s so lovely to meet you. I’ve heard so much about you.”

  “Only good things, I hope.” He grinned at her, his eyes shining. I could see it in his gaze already. He was falling for her, hoping that she was the one for me. He was probably damn well picturing our wedding already, naming our children. “So tell me more about where you think my boy is going with all this hard work he’s been putting in. I’ve been watching every fight, and I see huge improvement on what he even had in his prime. What do you think?”

  While they fell into a conversation about boxing in general, as well as my chances at becoming the heavyweight champion, I sat back in the seat and watched them both with a smile on my face. This was the sort of thing that I’d always wanted in my life. A strong family around me. I had only ever really had my adoptive father, and because of that, I wanted more for myself. I wanted a wife who loved my dad, kids running around the place, noise, chaos and fun. Much as I had tried not to think too much about that picture of perfection for a very long time, it was floating back to the surface right now, with Julep at the front and center of that vision.

  “Well, we better get going.” My dad’s words snapped me back into the present moment by adding, “My son is taking me out for dinner. Not going to miss a chance at a juicy steak. But it was lovely to meet you.”

  “I hope that we see you around the gym or at a fight again sometime soon,” Julep said brightly. “In fact, here are a couple of tickets for tomorrow’s fight. It would be wonderful if you could come. You can sit up front with me.”

  “Thank you!” Dad’s eyes shone with happiness. “That’s fantastic. I will see you tomorrow for sure! It’s about time I see my son fight in person. It’s been a long time.”

  When we got to the steakhouse, and after I had ordered the biggest steak and the best whiskey from the menu, Dad delved into the speech that I knew he’d been holding in all day.

  “Thank you for today,” he said, raising his glass to me. “I really appreciate it. You’ve always been a good son. You’ve always been there for me. I also had a really great day today.”

  “I had a great time too,” I said, wanting the focus off me for now. I didn’t do all of this for recognition.

  “That Julep though…” He smiled at me. “She’s something else. I can see why you like her.” When I didn’t say anything, he continued to push me. “So what’s going on with you two? I could sense the fireworks in the room, and you weren’t even talking.”

  “Okay,” I admitted, nodding along. I knew that he wasn’t going to let this drop, so I might as well tell him all now. “I like her. I like her a lot, and honestly I feel like something could happen between us if we allowed it. But the timing is all wrong.”

  “What is that supposed to mean?” Dad asked, visibly bewildered by my shitty excuse. I couldn’t just tell him that I was a pussy, too damn afraid to delve in with both feet. So, I needed to make something else up instead.

  “Well, I have training. I need to dedicate a whole lot of time to that. Plus, I need to be around for you too.”

  “Oh, bullshit,” Dad snapped back. “Don’t use me as an excuse. That’s not fair. I don’t need you around all the time. Especially not now that I have the nurses on call.” He examined me closely for a moment, seeming to see all the things I was trying desperately to keep hidden. “You need to stop treating me as a child. You need to stop using me as a reason not to go out there and to live your life. That isn’t what I want. Not at all. You’ve missed out on so much as it is. You’ve held yourself back for far too long because of one mistake. This really is your chance to go out there and to get what you want. I urge you to take it with both hands.”

  He broke off panting, staring at me, willing me to understand, which made me try to see things from his point of view. Maybe he was right. Maybe thi
s was what I should be doing. Maybe it was time to stop dipping my toe in the water and to just fling myself into the ocean headfirst. Julep wanted me. She had made it obvious that she was willing to accept me for who I was, and I was just being stupid by freaking out.

  “I’m going to the bathroom,” Dad said, starting to stand up. “You have a think about what I just said.”

  I stood up, ready to help him, but I instantly noticed a blankness spread across his face. He went pale and his eyes rolled toward the back of his head, causing my heart to stop completely.

  “Dad… are you okay?” I grabbed hold of him, but it quickly became obvious that he was slipping toward the ground, passing out. “Fuck. Someone call an ambulance,” I yelled. “My dad needs help. Someone help me please!”

  I slumped down to the floor, holding my dad’s body closely to mine as he trembled in my arms. This couldn’t be happening. This couldn’t be happening! What the hell was I supposed to do now? This was too soon. I hadn’t had the chance to pay for any more treatment yet. He couldn’t die. No, no…

  “The ambulance is coming,” the waitress reassured me. “Is there anything I can do? Does your dad need water or anything?”

  “I… I don’t know…” I admitted, praying to God that help arrived soon enough.

  “Okay,” she stepped back cautiously. “I’ll get you a glass anyway. Maybe a cool rag.”

  My heart was breaking. My world was falling apart. My brain exploded in my head. I thought I would have longer to fix this, but I could see now that the cancer was back with full force. It was eating Dad alive, and it sure as hell didn’t intend to wait for me to earn enough cash to try to fix it.