Fighting For Hope (Worth the Fight Book 1)

by Olivia T. Turner

  “I’m always at the gym so I don’t need much,” he says, looking embarrassed as he glances around. “I’ll get you a bigger place once I make my mark in the GPC.”

  “I don’t need a bigger place,” I tell him. “This is perfect.”

  “You deserve the best, Hope,” he says as he looks at me with such intensity that it gives me goosebumps. “I want to give you everything.”

  “You’ve already given me more than enough.”

  He smiles and then picks up my bag. “You’ll take my room,” he says as he carries it into the larger of the two rooms. The spare room has an old computer, an uncomfortable-looking futon, and not much else.

  “No, I can’t,” I say as he puts my bag on his Queen-sized bed. God, that looks comfortable…

  I haven’t slept in a bed in ages. Just the thought of sliding under those covers and stretching my arms and legs out is making me feel like a kid on Christmas morning.

  “I’m not taking no for an answer. This is my place and what I say goes. For everything.”

  The way he says that last word with such a deep sensual vibe makes me swallow hard. It suddenly hits me that I’m in this man’s house and that he can do anything he wants to me. There’s nothing to stop him.

  Why is that thought more exciting than scary?

  I’m eighteen years old and have never had sex before. I’ve barely done anything before, but right now I’m ready to hand my V-card over to him forever.

  I can’t stop glancing at the way his shirt tightens in a line across his muscular chest and my eyes keep darting down to his round tattooed biceps. He’s the sexiest man I’ve ever seen. By far.

  “Where are you going to sleep?” I ask in a voice that cracks.

  He slowly looks me up and down. “I’m going to be honest with you, Hope. I want you. Badly. You’re my girl now and you’re going to be staying in my place. In my bed. I want you to be comfortable and feel safe here, so I’ll take the futon for tonight. But I don’t know how long I’ll be able to hold myself back from you. I’ll be in that bed with you soon.”

  He gently takes my chin with his thumb and index finger and tips it up as he leans down to kiss me.

  Our lips connect and I melt into him. His hands slide into my hair as I whimper against his hot tongue.

  He’s such a strong intense man, but his kiss is soft and passionate with just the right amount of force to make my legs go weak.

  I place my palm on his hard chest and I can’t believe his heart is beating as hard as mine is. I wonder if he’s feeling the butterflies too.

  He finally releases my mouth and I nearly collapse to the floor.

  “If we go any further, I won’t be able to stop myself,” he says in a deep throaty voice. The sexy timbre goes straight to my clit, making the throb even deeper.

  What if I don’t want you to stop…?

  The words are on the tip of my tongue. I want them to come out. I want him to pick me up, carry me to the bed, throw me onto the covers, and do whatever he wants to me.

  I want to feel his hard body between my legs, stretching them out, spreading them wide as he thrusts his hard cock deep inside me, taking my virginity which I saved for a perfect moment like this.

  But the words stay in my throat. This man is sexy as hell and it’s incredibly intimidating.

  So instead, with pink cheeks and disappointment ringing through me, I slide into his bedroom and close the door for the night…

  …wondering, hoping, that he’s going to open it and come in…

  Chapter Six

  Hope

  It’s hard sleeping in this bed.

  The sheets are soft and the pillow is heavenly, but it’s hard because Nathan’s sexy smell is all around me. And he’s not here. I keep moaning in frustration as I stretch out and feel the cold empty side of his bed, wanting instead to feel him.

  I turn and look at the clock. It’s 3:18. I wonder if he’s sleeping. Or if he’s awake thinking of me the way I’m thinking of him.

  I keep thinking of when I first saw him—shirtless as he dropped into the empty pool. The way his muscles flexed with every lithe movement he made. The way he looked with blood splattered on his tattooed skin as he caught eyes with me for the first time. I could see the want and need in his gaze and that want has only increased the more we see together.

  Before I can stop myself, my hand slides down my stomach and dips in-between my thighs. I’m so fucking wet.

  You have to do this. It’s necessary.

  I’m telling myself all these lies…

  Your first day of work is tomorrow and you have to be well-rested.

  That just makes me think of when I was in the shoe store with Nathan. The way he was gently touching my feet as he slid my new shoes on, trying them out.

  This is the only way you’ll fall asleep.

  My fingers start sliding between my soaking wet folds and up to my throbbing clit. I’ve never done this before, but the thought of Nathan sleeping in the room next door is making me crazy. I can’t not touch myself.

  I’m so sticky wet. Even my thighs are coated with my desire for him.

  The thought of him smelling my most intimate scent on his sheets is bringing a wicked grin to my lips as I rub my clit harder. I wonder if he would get hard. I wonder if he would touch himself too.

  I picture him pulling down his pants and stroking his long hard dick and it makes my mouth water. I start rubbing myself harder and faster until the moans are coming out way too loud. He’s going to hear…

  But maybe that’s what I want…

  Deep moan after deep moan rips out of me as my back arches and I bite my bottom lip. I shouldn’t be making so much noise. I shouldn’t be doing this at all.

  I should stop. I should at least turn around and bury my face into Nathan’s pillow to muffle my cries, but I don’t. I just let it out louder.

  Something has taken over me. I’m possessed with my need for him.

  And just like the deepest darkest parts of me wanted, the door creeps open and Nathan walks in.

  I slam my legs closed as he stands in the doorway, watching me with a dark glare, but my hand doesn’t retreat. My fingers don’t stop moving.

  “Enjoying my bed are you?” he says in a low voice that sounds like a growl.

  He’s leaning on the doorframe, wearing nothing but a pair of tight boxer briefs. I drag my eyes down his hard sculpted abs to the thick long outline of his throbbing erection. It’s straining against the fabric as he watches me with dark hungry eyes.

  I open my mouth and nothing but a low moan comes out.

  I don’t want him to get the wrong idea about me. I’m not like this. So forward… So shameless…

  But he’s got my body boiling and I just can’t stop.

  “If you’re going to be in my bed…” he says as he pushes off the door frame and walks into the room. I can feel my pulse thundering through me as he approaches. My finger is still making tight little circles on my engorged clit, hoping he takes over soon. “You’re going to have to obey my rules.”

  He stands over the bed and watches my hand moving between my clenched thighs. My knees are touching each other so he can’t see a thing except my body convulsing up and down as I tug on my loose t-shirt with my spare hand. I see the fierce intensity in his eyes as he drags them up to my breasts. My nipples are already rock hard as the rough fabric drags against them.

  My own eyes are locked on the end of his erection. There’s a wet spot on his boxer briefs at the tip of his hard cock that keeps getting bigger as he watches me.

  “If this ripe body is going to be in my bed,” he says in a low dominant voice. “I don’t want anything between your soft skin and my sheets. I want you naked. Take off your clothes. Now.”

  My heart starts pounding as he waits for me to move. I’m wearing nothing but my wet panties and this old t-shirt.

  His assertive dominant voice works on me and I start sitting up. He watches as I take a deep breath and pul
l off my shirt. My naked breasts tumble down—my tingling nipples harder than ever—and he takes a heavy breath.

  “Now your panties. Take them off.”

  Arousal is pumping through my veins as I lie back down and lift my ass off the bed. His big sexy tattooed arms are crossed over his chest as he watches me pull my panties down my sticky wet legs. A thrill like I’ve never experienced before rushes through me as the fabric peels off my wet mound.

  With a held breath, I quickly pull them off and toss them across the room. Nathan is lightning fast and he catches them in mid-air.

  I can feel my face and neck getting hot all over as he brings them to his nose and inhales deeply. His eyes fall closed as the heady scent of my need and arousal fills his lungs.

  I hope he likes it. The way he’s sucking in the smell like he can’t get enough tells me that he does.

  “That’s my girl,” he says as he opens the drawer on his night table and stuffs them inside. “Now open those sweet legs and show me your pussy.”

  With anyone else, I’d be terrified right now, but my mind is clouded with lust and I’m feeling nothing but arousal. I open my legs wide and let him see everything.

  “Fuck,” he hisses under his breath when he sees what I’ve kept safe for him.

  My whole body is aching for his hands. I want to feel them all over me. I’m massaging my breast as my other hand creeps back down.

  “Yes,” he grunts. “Touch that pretty little kitty. Show me how you were playing with yourself. Show me how wet you can make it.”

  My back arches as I move my fingers through my aching folds. Nathan is taking deep heavy breaths as he watches me and I can’t help but notice the spot on his boxer briefs getting even bigger.

  I start to slide the tips of my fingers inside my pussy, fucking myself right in front of him. I’m shameless about it as I give him a show.

  What the hell has gotten into me? What kind of power does this man have over my body?

  I press my palm against my clit as I stroke myself, urging him with my eyes to join the party.

  The bed dips as he climbs onto the mattress. I suck in a breath and hold it when I feel his strong hands come down on my knees. He spreads my legs even farther apart as his head dips down to get a closer look.

  He inhales deep and then moves my hand away.

  “That’s enough,” he says as he stares at my sex. “I’m taking over. This pussy is in my bed which means it’s mine now and I want to get a taste.”

  His rough palms slide down my inner thighs, stopping right before he hits my pussy. My hips are already grinding and rolling on the bed, tempting him to put those sexy lips just a little bit closer… he’s so damn close…

  “Look at the mess you made on my sheets,” he growls as he slides his fingers up my slit. I cry out. “You want it, don’t you girl?”

  “Yes,” I beg.

  He slides them back down and starts teasing my hole.

  “You’re so tight,” he says with a wince as he presses a fingertip inside. “You’re a virgin, aren’t you?”

  “Yes.” Oh, God. I can’t lie to him. I wanted to, but I can’t.

  He grins in approval. “That’s what I thought. Sweet, innocent, and ripe as a fruit. You’re going to give me your cherry?”

  “It’s yours,” I gasp.

  “Good,” he says as he slides his fingers up to my clit. He starts rubbing the hard nub as I feel the thundering of an orgasm coming on. I’ve never had one before, but I immediately know what it is. Nothing else can feel this good. “Because you’re in my bed and that means it’s mine to take.”

  I feel my whole body shaking. My legs are trembling beside his head.

  “I’ll take it,” he promises, “but first, I want a taste.”

  My body tenses as I anticipate what’s coming. When his lips hit, I realize what I was anticipating was all wrong.

  The back of my head digs into the pillow and I squeeze my eyes shut. I’m focused entirely on his hot mouth as it touches my pussy. It feels out of this world.

  I thought his hand felt good, but this is just beyond words.

  He growls hungrily as he slides his tongue up and down my pussy, parting my folds. I force my eyes open and look down at his muscular back, rippling and flexing as he devours me.

  It feels like his tongue is everywhere at once—in my virgin hole, traveling through my folds, swirling around my clit. It’s everywhere and it’s consuming me completely.

  It’s all I can focus on. The intense feeling. The slurping sound. The heat.

  I grab a fistful of sheets and squeeze as the tension of an orgasm builds and builds within. It’s going to break and I don’t know if my trembling body can take it.

  He’s loving this. The greedy way he’s grabbing my ass and pulling my pussy all the way against his mouth, the hungry desperate moans, the eagerness for more—it’s all showing me how much pleasure he’s getting from this.

  His rough palms slide to the back of my knees and he shoves my legs into the air. He pins them there as he leans back and takes a long look at what no man has seen before.

  My cheeks aren’t blushing now even though he can see it all. I’m too far gone for that. I’m consumed by lust and teetering on the edge of my first orgasm. I’m way past shy.

  He dives back in and eats me with a new fury, pushing deeper, harder, faster.

  It doesn’t take long.

  The intense heat of the orgasm explodes and then rips through me all the way to my core. I scream out loud as everything goes black.

  I’m absorbed by the pleasure. Consumed by the heat.

  When I come back to earth, I’m whimpering and trembling and grinding my hips against his mouth, which is still moving on my pussy like he can’t seem to stop himself.

  It all becomes too much and I push away. His eyes dart up to mine as I put my foot on his shoulder and push back.

  “You are fucking amazing,” he says as he climbs up to his knees. I can see my wetness all over his mouth and chin. He doesn’t even wipe it off. He must like the taste and smell of it.

  “Keep those legs open,” he growls as he grabs the waistband of his boxer briefs and pulls them down.

  I swallow hard when his big long hard cock springs out. It’s fucking gorgeous.

  My eyes are locked on it as he takes off his underwear and then returns to his spot between my legs.

  It’s huge.

  Thick and swollen rock hard with sticky wet pre-cum oozing from the tiny slit at the top. My mouth waters as I watch drop after drop of cum leak out and spill onto the bed. His big virile balls are swaying below, looking ready to unload every drop of cum they’re holding into my tight little virgin pussy.

  I don’t even know how it’s going to fit inside me.

  But I’m about to find out.

  Because this masculine alpha man grips his thick veined shaft and comes forward as I shiver in nervous excitement.

  Chapter Seven

  Nathan

  Hope is laying on the bed with her legs spread open, giving me a perfect view of her fresh ripe pussy. I can still smell her sweetness. It’s all over the lower half of my face and I can’t get enough of it.

  “Whose pussy is this?” I ask in a possessive growl.

  “Your pussy,” she moans as she writhes on the bed.

  She’s so wet. Even without touching her, clear beads of warm juice keep leaking out of her virgin hole and onto my sheets.

  I grin, knowing that I’m the only one who’s ever seen this gorgeous sight. I’m the only one she’s bared herself to and that makes me insanely happy.

  “That’s right,” I growl as I stroke my hard cock. It’s burning for her cunt. My balls are aching.

  They’re packed full of hot cum and I plan to unload every searing drop of it into her ripe little womb. I’m taking this girl raw and unprotected with my big dick.

  I don’t care that she might get pregnant, in fact, I’m hoping for it. I want her bred with my child. I want to
attach her to me in every way possible and stuffing her with my seed is just going to be one more rope tying her to me forever.

  I squeeze the thick base of my cock and lean over her. She gasps when she feels the swollen tip of my dick sliding up and down her pussy lips.

  Her back arches and her big heaving tits get thrust in my face. I can’t resist them and I take one hard nipple in my mouth then the other. She’s got beautiful tits and I take my time with them until she’s begging for my cock.

  “Please,” she moans with her eyes squeezed shut. “I need you so badly.”

  With a grin on my lips, I grab her hip and yank her closer to me. Her eyes fly open with excitement as I guide my cock toward her tight little hole.

  Her swollen pussy lips part easily as I push the head of my cock in. Her face twists up in pain as she looks at me with lust-filled eyes.

  I’m big. I know. It’s going to hurt her this time, but once I break this virgin kitty in, I’ll be able to ride her easier with only pleasure instead of the pain.

  Her pussy clamps down around my head and I wince, knowing this is going to feel amazing. Her cunt is so tight. It’s a sweet pain and one that I’ll never forget.

  She grabs my arms as I start to slowly thrust in deeper. Her nails dig into my skin when I come up to her cherry and then she lets out a small cry as I thrust through it.

  I grin as I push all the way to the hilt, holding my throbbing cock inside her as I savor the fact that she’s now mine.

  And she always will be.

  Her wet cunt is clamped down on me so tightly that I can barely breathe. It only starts to loosen up when I slide back out and then back in again.

  Warm juice is flooding out of her, coating my shaft, coating my balls, making a mess between us as I break this pussy in.

  “How does it feel to have your man’s cock in you?” I ask.

  She lets out a deep moan. “So good,” she gasps. “So fucking good.”

  There’s nothing but lust and arousal in those sexy blue eyes of hers now. She’s loving this.