Bad Boy Brawler (Alpha Bad Boy Book 3) (5 page)

Tabby walks over and puts her hand on Carly’s shoulder. “I heard. I’m sorry. That guy is such a prick.”

My hands ball up into fists, something that surprises me because I usually remain calm and collected. I train myself that way because the quickest way to lose a fight is to lose control of your emotions.

“What guy?” The words escape my lips before I can stop them. It’s none of my business.

“Nobody.” Carly’s reply is short and sharp.

“Carly. You need to tell him.”

“No. It’s fine. He doesn’t need to worry about my problems.”

I hold my hands up and back away, not wanting to force myself into anything she doesn’t want me a part of.

“She got fired today. Bloomenthal was pissed off that she ran out of there and that you disappeared.”

“Tabby. He doesn’t need to hear that.”

I want to beat the shit out of that son of a bitch. How did I not see this earlier? No wonder she had a panic attack. “Is that true? You got fired because of me?”

“It wasn’t because of you. I swear. I had other problems before you came there.”

“You are the best nurse on that floor and everyone knows it.” Tabby folds her arms across her chest.

I look over and James is staring at the floor. Then I look back down to Tabby.

“Why don’t you go ahead and take James. You guys can do whatever you want. Here, hang on.” My wallet is on the table and I grab my credit card out of it. I hand it to her. “Put it on this. It’s a business card so you shouldn’t have any issues with it. If you do call me.”

“Devyn, no—” Carly tries to stop me, but I interrupt her.

“It’s the least I can do. Let him have fun.” I motion toward James. “And you get some rest and then we’ll figure all this out, okay?”

"Okay." I can tell she feels defeated and she shouldn’t. She and James deserve so much more than what life has dealt them.

“Have you heard from your mom?” Tabby asks.

Carly shakes her head. “Nope.”

“Well, I have a few choice words for her. But I will save them for another time since my little buddy is here.” Tabby puts her arm around James. “Come on, let’s go while your mama gets some rest.” She takes his hand. “Tell Devyn thank you.”

“Th-thanks.”

“You’re welcome, buddy.”

Tabby turns them to Carly. “Kiss you mama and tell her to get some rest. She actually listens to you.”

We all chuckle.

“Love you, Mom. Now get some rest.” He says it with some force and I give him a thumbs up.

DEVYN

Carly and I are sitting on the couch. Home. Alone.

I’m not sure how good of an idea this is considering last time we kissed. That kiss. Amazing isn’t a good enough word to describe it.

“So, I have an idea.”

“What’s that?” She stares at me with those blue eyes and I want to kiss her again.

“Well, why don’t you work with me?”

She tries to say something and I cut her off.

“Hear me out. What I do for a living sometimes requires medical attention. I need someone on my team who can monitor me, treat me for injuries, etcetera.”

“Not the fights I’ve seen. It looked like the guy you fought needed the nurse.”

I chuckle. “There’s more to it than that. I get hurt training. It’s grueling. I need someone to keep me in the best shape I can be in. Help me recover quickly.”

She sighs and looks up at the ceiling. “I don’t know. I’ve always made my own way. I’m not looking for a handout. You've already done way too much for us. I just can't.”

I know I'm coming on strong and I like Carly a lot, but this really would be perfect. I saw the way she handled the people at the hospital outside the door. She is forceful, but still has a comforting quality about her. She definitely pays attention to details and I could tell she took her job seriously. I need someone like that to handle crowds, the press, me.

“Look. You need a job. I need someone. It’s a win win. And yeah, I like you. I like James. But I’m not trying to just take over your life. I’m not asking you to move in with me.” I pause. “That came out wrong. I’m just — I’m saying if you want space you can have it. I wouldn’t ask if I didn’t think you’d be perfect for the job.”

“So I’d need to travel with you? Leave James at home? Who would watch him?”

“I only fight two or three times a year. I’d want you there but it’s usually for a weekend tops. And I know Bernice or Tabby could take care of him.”

“And what if this—” She wags her finger back and forth at us. “—what if it goes somewhere, and then goes south? Then I’m right back where I started.”

“I don’t know what to say. I don’t think that would happen, but it’s possible. I mean, I can give you a sign on bonus. Get you set up with a new place to live. So that you can feel comfortable and secure in case something like that does happen. I’m just throwing out ideas here.”

“A sign on bonus?”

“Sure. What would make you comfortable? Where you don’t have to worry about things? I’ll have my lawyer draw up a contract if that’s what it takes.” I roll my eyes up to the ceiling. I don’t want to insult her with some over the top offer. “A hundred thousand? And then seventy-five a year salary? I’m sorry, I’m horrible with math.”

She gasps.
Fuck.
I think I overshot. I have no clue what nurses make. I only know what I make because my accountant tells me.

“A hundred
thousand
dollars? Just up front?”

“Sure? I guess? I’m confused right now. Is that enough?”

“When you asked me what I needed to be secure I was going to say like five thousand.” She giggles. I take that as a good sign and laugh with her.

“Can you afford to pay me that much?”

“Umm, yeah.”

She leans over and hugs me, seemingly as hard as she can. Then she pulls back and looks up in my eyes. “I will earn every dollar. Seriously. I’m a hard worker.”

“I know. And you’re honest. It’s what I like about you. It doesn’t have to be anything more than work. If you don’t want to complicate things. I completely understand.”

She stares at me once more, and then her hand moves up to my cheek. Her palm is warm and I feel my pulse speeding up. Her hand moves down to my chest and now I know she can feel my heart thumping against my rib cage.

“That’s good, Devyn. We need to get your heart rate up. Cardio is
very
important.”

Her left hand replaces her right on my chest and her right traces down my stomach. My cock is growing against my jeans, threatening to bust the zipper. She glances down and smiles.

“I think we can get a better heartrate than what we have right now.”

I nod in agreement.

Her right hand makes it’s way down and she rubs it over the length of my dick. My heart speeds up against her hand. I drop my head back into the couch. Her hand feels so good as it strokes back and forth over the top of me. I want her so fucking bad. She moves her hand from me and stands up. Our eyes are locked onto one another as she reaches down and pulls her shirt up over her head, revealing a black bra pushing up her breasts. She tosses the shirt aside and goes down to her knees in front of me, running her nails up my legs.

Fuck.

Her blue eyes are locked onto me and it’s the sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen as her hand teases along my shaft. She unbuckles my pants and pulls them down. Then she leans forward, her hand stroking my dick through my boxer briefs and she exhales over the tip, her mouth just inches away, and she smiles. I drop my hands down to the sides of my legs as she pulls my boxer briefs down and my cock springs free into the air, swinging back and forth before coming to a halt in front of her face.

Carly pulls my pants and boxers completely off and tosses them to the side. Then she reaches back behind her, unclasping her bra, and pulls it down her shoulders before it falls to the floor, leaving her perky breasts exposed. Her nipples are light pink and hard. I want my mouth on them, but apparently she has other plans as she spreads my legs apart at the knees and makes her way between.

She wraps her fingers around me and strokes my cock up and down in a slow rhythm, staring up at me as I groan.

“Does that feel good? How’s the heartrate?”

I can barely think well enough to answer her so I just nod.

“You think it would speed up if I put my mouth on this?” She looks down at my cock and I can already tell it’s going to be difficult not to explode in her hand.

“Mmhmm.” I nod again, harder this time.

I watch her lean down and lick the head of my dick. Her warm, wet tongue sends a shiver up my back and then I feel it part her lips, before she goes down halfway. My fingers grip into the couch. I want to fuck her so bad, but her mouth feels so good on me all I can do is just sit still and let it happen. Her tongue swirls around me, my eyes close, and all I want to do is just feel her mouth on my dick, memorize every detail of it.

My eyes open and I see her staring at me as she speeds up, taking me farther into her mouth, and my hands go straight to her hair.

“Fuck.”

She wraps her fingers around my base and starts stroking me in time with her mouth. My fingers grip her hair and she moans on my dick. I don’t know how much more I can take and I want to be inside of her pussy. But I want to make this last.

I pull her head from me and her eyes are wide.

I reach under her arms and pick her up, turning her around and laying her down on the couch where I was just moments ago. I spread her legs apart and move to her face, kissing her long and hard as I grind my hips into her, my dick stroking on top of her pussy over her pants. Her nails dig into my shoulders and my mouth goes to her neck as she gasps. I suck and lick on it and nothing has ever tasted better. I work to her collarbone and then down to her breast. I take her left breast in my mouth and palm the right, tweaking her nipple between my index finger and thumb and rolling it back and forth. My teeth graze her left nipple and it pearls on my tongue.

I reach down and unbutton her pants. Her hands are in my hair, dragging her nails over my scalp and I’m about to lose control if I don’t get inside of her. I reach my hands under her, grab the waist of her jeans, yank them down her legs, and throw them against the wall.

“Oh my God. Devyn, hurry, I need you inside of me.”

I don’t have time to pull her panties off so I reach down and rip them in half. Her hips start grinding up and down as she gasps at the sound of her panties being torn apart. “Fuck!”

I move between her legs and put the head of my dick to her entrance and push in, just barely. Her head flies back to the couch. “Give me the rest. I want it.”

“You want this?” I push in a little further and she shudders.

“Yes. Please.”

I push the rest of the way in, driving my cock to the hilt and then I lean down into her on the couch. Her legs wrap around me and her heels dig into my ass while I’m fully submerged in her slick cunt. I put my forehead against hers, staring into her eyes. “Put your hand on my chest and feel what you do to me.”

Her hand goes where I want it and I start thrusting into her as she feels my heartrate increase on her palm. Her moans echo off the walls but her hand stays steady on me. I keep going into her at a good pace and it’s still not enough. I want more of her. All of her. I pull my dick out and grab her hard around the waist and flip her over so that her knees are on the edge of the couch and her ass is in the air.

“Oh my God.”

Animalistic urges course through my veins and I put my hard cock in her from behind, plowing into her as my thighs smack against her ass. I lean down next to her ear. “You like when I fuck you from behind?”

“God, yes.”

I put my hand in her hair and squeeze my fingers into a fist. She moans into the couch and I start drilling into her from the back. It’s so fucking hot as my hips smash into her ass. I pull her neck up to my mouth and exhale down her shoulder then drop her head back into the couch. The sound of our bodies slapping together grows louder and more frequent as I speed up my tempo. I look down to my cock pumping in and out of her, coated in her wetness and I feel the tension roiling in my balls.

“Oh my God. Don’t stop. I’m gonna come.”

I lean down to her ear. “Let me know if this gets you there.”

I grip both of her hips and start fucking her as hard and as fast as possible. She lets out a squeal and then her pussy clamps down on me and she starts to shake. I push into her as hard as I possibly can as she comes on my cock, clawing at the couch. It’s enough to send a load up my shaft and I squeeze tight, trying to hold it in as long as possible.

“Fuck, I’m close.” I thrust into her a few more times and then pull my dick out from her. She looks back at me with those blue eyes as I fist my cock and pump it furiously. I finally release, and hot spurts of come shoot across her ass and lower back. I’ve never had an orgasm like this in my life. It’s so intense I think I may pass out.

I finally regain my composure and lean down near her face. I kiss along her neck and shoulder.

She’s gasping for air as she looks back at me. “Oh my God. That felt so good.”

I reach down for my shirt and wipe my hot spend off her ass, though it was such a nice sight I admired it for a second. She lifts up and turns around. I wrap my arms around her and we kiss long and hard, tangled up in our naked, sweaty bodies. She pulls back from me. “I want to be with you.”

I stare at her for a second, getting lost in her eyes. “I want to be with you too.”

EPILOGUE

THREE YEARS LATER

“Bob Gamble here with Chuck Kimbrell live from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania at Ultra MMA 212. If you’re just tuning in we are gearing up for the main event. That’s right. Moses himself Chuck O’Dare is in the building defending his title in a rematch with Mark Bradbury.”

“Yeah Bob and it was just a few short years ago when O’Dare made quick work of Bradbury with a kick from hell. You can bet Bradbury is looking for payback. Not that he had anything to be embarrassed about. O’Dare has since won six fights, all by knockout in the first round.”