Dirty Brawler: A Bad Boy Sports Romance (with bonus novel!) (15 page)

I saw her pull her lower lip into her mouth. I leaned down and pulled on it to suck it into mine. I didn’t need her to say anything back. I just wanted her to understand this wasn’t a fly-by-night kind of thing for me. Not anymore, if it ever was.

She wrapped her arms around my neck, and I let myself drown in the depths of her mouth as I pressed against her. She moved to face the night sky, grabbed hold of the railing and looked back at me over her shoulder. “You said something about me being naked against the skyline?”

Fuck yeah, I did. I moved behind her and wrapped my arms around her so I could feel the heavy weight of her breasts in my palms. I loved how hard her nipples were and I tweaked them. Tori leaned back against me with a moan.

She put her arms up around me, making her back arch as she offered herself to me. I was more than willing to take whatever she would give me. She turned to kiss me again. The warm breeze against my naked skin only heightened the incredible sensations. I slowly bent over with her so the angle was right before reaching down to find her clit again as I drove into her.

Her gasp as I entered her slick channel was all I needed to propel me forward. I felt as if I had been denied this for far too long. This woman in my arms made my life make sense. I wanted her to be mine. I couldn’t say it right with words, but I tried to tell her with my body as I thrust deep and hard into her again and again.

Tori’s hands clenched hard onto the railing, knuckles white, but she kept up with every change of pace pushing her hips back further and grinding against me. I straightened just a moment as I grabbed her hips to keep myself steady.

She looked over her shoulder at me. Our eyes met. I filled her completely, but she filled me as well in a completely different way. I needed to see her come for me. Pulling out of her, I immediately felt the loss of her tight warmth, but I knew it wouldn’t be for long.

I spun her back around and lifted her up to carry her inside. I set her down softly onto the bed and then moved over so that I could bury myself deep inside of her again. She only let me have the upper hand for a moment before she pushed on my shoulders and rolled me over. Our bodies fit together so perfectly that my cock stayed inside of her the entire time.

This time, she stared down at me. She began to ride me, sucking me up into her glorious, silky wetness. I felt the build inside of me. Seeing her move her hips in just the right time while her breasts tempted me just out of reach of my lips, I sat up far enough to snag one of those beautiful nipples into my mouth. I sucked harder as I felt the climax coming, and I knew Tori was close too, by the way she sped up. Her arms wrapped around my neck, and our eyes met again.

“I’ll stay with you, Shaun. Forever,” she whispered, just before her eyes fluttered closed, and I felt the sharp thrust, her pussy clenching down hard on my shaft. She started to scream, her body bucking over mine as I released my load deep inside of her.

Her body trembled violently, but I held onto her tightly. No matter what happened from here on out, no harm would come to her. I was never going to let her go. She was mine, and I was hers. Forever.

Tori

If someone had asked me eighteen months ago if it was possible to be this happy, I would have said no. I could see my husband standing ringside talking to Hammer. All of the tournament contestants had ringside seats for the other fights happening that day, and Shaun enjoyed being in the thick of it all. I was letting him enjoy being back in his element again.

I saw him glance up in my direction. I waved to him. The expression of happiness on his face was no doubt a mirror of my own.

I read the press about our relationship. It was still part of my job. I had no problems with the phrases “disgustingly in love” or “eyes only for each other.” Shaun was mine forever now just as I was his. We had no problem showing that to the rest of the world.

“It looks like you are just as in love with him as the day you got married.”

I turned to the reporter sitting next to me. His name was Jim Davis. He was one of the feature writers for
Sports Illustrated
. It was a huge coup to land a cover story with the magazine, especially since this was the first event for Shaun relaunching his boxing career.

“I’m a lucky woman,” I said with confidence. My hands automatically moved to my belly. The skin was starting to stretch there and made me feel a little like a blimp. But Shaun told me all the time how much he loved it. Our sex life hadn’t diminished one bit since I found out I was pregnant. In fact, it seemed impossible, but Shaun was more earnest than ever in his pursuits.

“Your story is one that gives people hope on multiple levels. Wayward, misunderstood athlete does good after all. Finds love and is starting a family in front of millions cheering them on. That has to feel pretty spectacular, especially since you’re managing his whole career now, not just the PR. Shaun seems like he’s on top of the world.”

“It just goes to show what one man can do when someone is truly in his corner,” I said with a small smile. My eyes still tracked Shaun, though. I wouldn’t admit it to anyone, especially him, but I was nervous about today’s fight. Even though it wasn’t a real fight like the ones on tour, just a friendly tournament match, he still hadn’t been in the ring for a year and a half. Not since the night that I confronted Nigel and we got back together.

“So, how do you feel now that Nigel Ross is finally behind bars?” Jim asked. He was studiously taking notes trying to capture every word I said. There was also a small recorder in his hand. It was strange how freely I spoke to him now. We wanted to give the world a ringside seat to see how much Shaun had changed and to let people see the real man behind the boxer. This article was a key piece of that.

“It was difficult for Shaun to testify against his previous manager and friend, as I’m sure you can imagine,” I said. “But once he found the records of how much money Nigel embezzled over the years, he was left with little choice. That affects Shaun’s ability to take care of his family.”

“Not one to let bygones be bygones, eh?”

I turned to Jim then and gave him a hard look to let him know I wasn’t about to tolerate any nonsense. “Jim, you and I go back awhile.”

“We do,” he said.

“You have an exclusive behind-the-scenes scoop about the man behind the gloves, plus you are getting a first-hand look inside our marriage and his re-entry into the boxing arena. Don’t fuck that up by asking stupid questions or giving me the slightest hint you’re trying to frame this story in any way that would be negatively viewed on Shaun.”

“I didn’t mean to give that impression,” Jim started.

“My husband was the victim of fraud and slander. He was manipulated to expose a human instinct all of us feel to varying degrees every day of our lives. He lost hundreds of thousands of dollars to the man who was supposed to be honestly managing his business finances. That would have been more than enough money to pay for his sister’s entire treatment after her last relapse. I’d say under those circumstances no one in the world would fault him for sending that man to jail.”

Jim appeared contrite as his face flushed. “I didn’t mean to imply anything else. Of course that’s what I meant.”

I nodded as I turned back to watching Shaun. My hands settled on my rounded stomach again. The following week we were due to find out if it was a boy or a girl. Based on the rather painful kicks I’d started to feel of late, I guessed it was a boy who was taking after his father. Shaun joked it had to be a girl, one that was fierce and uncompromising, just like her mother.

“Shaun must be pretty excited to be back in the ring today,” Jim said.

The crowd started to chant Shaun’s name as he made his way up the stairs and slid through the ropes. He moved with a lithe grace to the center of the ring and smiled, waving to his fans. The roar of the crowd answered him. Everywhere we went now, someone was asking for his autograph. We would stop whatever we were doing and Shaun would sign every one of them.

Even though Shaun hadn’t had a scheduled fight in eighteen months, he’d hardly been idle. We sat down and started sketching out the next phase of his career. That included opening a boxing gym for kids. We scouted all over town and found the perfect location. It opened six months after everything happened with Nigel. Shaun wanted it to be perfect. After that, we developed a franchise strategy and started putting out feelers for interest. It looked like at least four more gyms were set to open around the country next year.

Shaun wasn’t just a boxer anymore. Now he was an entrepreneur. He said it was important to make sure he planned for our family’s future, just in case something random happened to him. I didn’t like him talking like that, but I understood what he meant.

“Shaun’s first love is the ring,” I said. “It has been since he was a kid. I’m happy he’s back doing what he loves.”

“That might have been his first love, but it’s clear it’s not his only love anymore.”

I clapped my hands and hooted with the rest of the crowd as Shaun made a quick pass around the perimeter of the ring. His eyes locked on mine as he came around to my side. He touched his glove to his heart and pointed his arm straight in my direction. I knew the gesture drew every eye and camera in the arena to me, and I didn’t care for one second.

“It’s a one-of-a-kind thing, to find a love that satisfies every need and all the desires you didn’t even know you had,” I replied.

I put my hand on my heart and stomach. I bought two fingers to my lips, kissed them, and shot my arm back out toward Shaun. He pretended to catch the kisses in his glove.

The crowd went wild. My boxer and my love. I rubbed my stomach and whispered to our future child, “If you learn nothing else from Mommy and Daddy, it’s this. Never let go when you find the one you love. Not without one hell of a fight.”

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