Authors: Charlotte Sloan
Thomas, realizing what she was doing, shifted so that he was kneeling over top of her. He pulled his shirt off over his head and stayed there for a moment as Melissa stared at him in disbelief.
She slowly reached out and ran her fingertips over his muscles. Each one appeared to be chiseled out of stone. He laughed at her expression and leaned back down, kissing her again.
Melissa’s fingernails now tore and pulled at his back as he continued to kiss her, moving from her neck down to her chest. When he reached her shirt he pulled at it with his teeth, causing Melissa to laugh. Thomas stood up and watched as Melissa, still laying on the couch, stripped down to just her bra and panties.
Thomas followed suit and pulled off his pants. Melissa glanced over and saw the outline of his cock through his boxers. She bit her lip as he mounted her again, this time though, his dick was now firmly planted against her leg.
Thomas kissed her chest as she continued to cling to his back. Goosebumps swept across her body as his lips reached her breasts. With one hand he pulled her bra down, revealing her nipples. His tongue began to flick her nipple, causing it to get hard.
Her nails dug into his back and he only flicked harder. His lips formed around her nipple and began to suckle at it. Melissa moaned loudly as he did this. One hand still holding the bra out of the way, the other slid down her body and slid under the band of her panties.
Melissa’s head rolled back as his fingers reached her clit and began to gently rub it gently. She was wet and his fingers glided down inside her easily. She let out a long moan as his fingers spread her and plunged inside her.
Melissa bit her lip as Thomas slowly moved down her body, kissing as he went. His lips lapped at her stomach and sides, residing at her thighs. His teeth bit down on her inner thighs causing her to let out a small yelp. It only seemed to invigorate him though as he tore into her like a rabid dog, his tongue and lips leaving hickeys.
Even while he passionately kissed her thighs his fingers were still working. His middle finger slid in and out of her wet pussy while his thumb rubbed her clit. With one hand she gripped the side of the couch and with the other she grabbed the back of his head, guiding him away from her thighs and towards her pussy. He obliged with a little force and began to eat her out with the same ferocity that he gave to the kissing.
His tongue made a long pass over her lips, landing at her clit. The tip of his tongue flicked it with some force causing her body to spasm slightly. Thomas continued to lick as her legs quivered, his strokes beginning slowly and going the whole distance, but then shortened and became more forceful. She moaned his name as she gritted her teeth trying to not be embarrassingly loud, but she couldn’t help it. Her fingers dug into the couch as he slid a finger inside her.
His tongue focused on her clit, flicking and teasing it while his finger slid back inside her. Melissa wanted to shout out for his cock, but she had no control over what her body was doing.
One second she was in control and the next, as his tongue and finger hit a rhythm, she felt her body begin to shake. Her legs shook uncontrollably and she came. It lasted a few moments and her thighs tightened around his head, and then it was over. Melissa melted into the couch as Thomas slid back up next to her.
“Okay, you’re next, I promise,” Melissa whispered through ragged breaths. Thomas laughed and kissed her on the cheek. Standing up he grabbed his shirt and pulled it over his head.
“I’ll take you up on that offer tomorrow. There’s no way I can have sex the night before a fight. I need the pent up anger. It helps me when I’m out there.” Melissa shifted on the couch and reached for her shirt.
“Are you turning down sex?” Thomas contemplated for a moment and answered.
“Not turning down, postponing.” He grabbed her pants and handed them to her. “You’re going to be in town for a few days, I’ll see you tomorrow night after the fight. I won’t need that much downtime because I’m slotted to go down in the third.” Melissa shook her head and stood up, now dressed.
“You don’t have to do that, you know. This is your life, you don’t need to always be making up for mistakes your father made.” Thomas looked at her with a blank expression and they both stood in silence for a few moments.
“Yeah, I know.” He started to walk towards the door. “Would you like me to walk you back to your hotel or do you think you can make it back?” Melissa collected her things and followed him to the door.
“I think I can figure it out.” She kissed him on the cheek and shook her head as she left. “Good luck, Thomas.”
****
Melissa contemplated not going to the fight at all, but she had felt like last night might have had an impact. At least, she hoped so and she was willing to gamble on that feeling she had. She took the winnings that she had made from her first day and took them to the fight center. Melissa walked up to the window and placed her bet. Ten thousand dollars on Thomas to win in the third round, by knockout. As she placed her bet she heard two men talking in the corner.
“Yeah, I just went and had a chat with Tommy Boy. He looked good. He said he would make it look legit, but we already knew that.” Melissa turned and saw the man that Thomas had spoken to the night before when they had met.
He was standing with another man dressed in the same type of cheap Italian suit. They were huddled together in the corner and watching as other people placed bets. They stood and watched the ticker tape of the various odds flash by. “It’ll be a decent payout if he does what we say.”
Melissa took her ticket from the woman and slid it into her pocket. She needed to find a way to get back so that she could talk to Thomas. She didn’t regret placing the bet, but she also wanted to make sure that those thugs hadn’t gotten in his head. So, she made her way through the crowded room and found a door that led towards the locker rooms.
It didn’t take her too long but she found Thomas’ room. She initially headed towards the noise, but all she found was his competitor. He had about twenty people in there with him all hyping him up for the fight, but Thomas sat alone, listening to music.
She snuck up behind him and tapped him on the shoulder. He spun around quickly, grabbing her hand, but let go as soon as he realized it was her. He embraced her in a monstrous hug that lifted her off the ground. He set her back down and kissed her, causing her to blush.
“I’m so glad you made it. I was terrified that I had ruined everything last night.” He began to pace the room and Melissa could tell just how tense he was. “I barely slept last night because I was thinking about everything you said.
Then those goons came in here to make sure that I kept my promise, but I don’t know. Maybe you’re right, maybe I’m better than this.” Melissa smiled ear to ear as he spoke.
“I’d bet on it,” she said with a wink. Thomas stood silent for a moment.
“Did you bet on me?” Melissa was expecting him to be happy, but instead saw that his face had dropped. She quickly went into damage control mode.
“Thomas, this isn’t like your father. I made money when I got here. I’m not betting my future on you, I’m just betting money. I would never hold this against you if you lost, I swear.” Thomas looked at her as she reached out and grabbed his hands. He smiled back at her and spoke.
“Why not bet your future on me?” Thomas stepped forward and took Melissa in his arms, kissing her. His hands slid down her back and his fingertips hooked her waistband. She let out a little yelp of pleasure when his fingers goosed her ass.
“I thought you said that you didn’t want to have sex before your fight?” Thomas didn’t answer with words, but instead answered with action. He unfastened Melissa’s pants and pulled them down, exposing her ass.
She let out another yelp as he bent her over the bench in the center of the room. Kneeling behind her, Thomas slowly pulled off her panties revealing her pussy. He spread her cheeks slightly with his hands and began to eat her out from behind, his tongue lathering her up.
It didn’t take long until she was dripping wet and Thomas stood up, pulling down his athletic shorts. Melissa turned around slightly and watched as his massive erection flopped out of the waistband. She bit her lip and turned back around, grabbing the bench for support while he rubbed the tip of his cock along her pussy.
She heard him moan quietly as the head of his dick slid inside her. Melissa on the other hand let out a long, loud moan. His dick stretching her pussy as he pushed himself in further.
After a few seconds of adjusting Thomas began to thrust, his groin grinding into hers. Her ass clapped against his pelvis and he reached down and grabbed her. One hand firmly squeezed at her ass, the other was fondling her breast.
Melissa felt his chest heaving against her back as he thrusted, his dick throbbing inside of her. She moaned his name with each thrust and after a few minutes he let go of her tit and grabbed a fistful of her hair. He pulled her head back as she moaned, his dick slamming harder inside her than ever before.
He stopped abruptly and pulled out, spinning Melissa around so she was facing him. He grabbed her around the waist and hoisted her into the air then, her thighs gripping around his waist. With one hand supporting her, he took his other and guided his cock back inside of her.
Thomas then slammed her into a nearby wall as his cock ravaged her. Her fingernails clawed at his back but he didn’t seem to mind. He held her suspended like this, thrusting for a few minutes until he pulled out once again and set her down.
With one hand gripping her hair he guided Melissa to her knees where she began to fondle his balls. He stroked himself quickly as he neared climax and Melissa waited with an open, eager mouth. It didn’t take long and Thomas came, his cum dribbling out into Melissa’s mouth.
He moaned quietly as he finished. Melissa then took his dick in her mouth and cleaned him out, her tongue teasing his head for a moment. With a shudder he fell back onto the bench, and pulled her up after him.
“So, what did you bet,” he asked while laboring to catch his breath. “I hope it’s a good one.” Melissa smiled and looked up at him.
“It doesn’t matter. I just want you to win.”
****
Melissa sat anxiously in the crowd as the octagon girls made their way across the ring. In any other situation Melissa may have enjoyed watching the buxom women bounce their way across the ring, but she could barely see straight she was so nervous. With a bottle of water clutched in her hands she watched Thomas make his entrance.
It was a mixed response, some of the crowd booing, obviously supporting the one slated to win. He was a big guy with a slightly longer reach than Thomas, but after the stretching they had done in the locker room Melissa didn’t think Thomas was too nervous.
He stepped into the octagon and waited for his opponent to get inside the ring as well. When he did they both did their alpha male stunts where they attempted to psych the other person out. Thomas didn’t seem too thrown off by the growling that Melissa could hear from the stands. After the announcer went over the rules to start off the fight, the referee stepped in and had them touch gloves in the middle of the ring. They returned to their corners and the fight took off.
Thomas blasted out of his corner swinging, landing his first three hits against the unsuspecting victim. The man fell back into the fence wall, reeling. As Thomas cocked back for another swing the opponent got his hands up to block, defending his face from the onslaught of punches. Even with this block up, Thomas continued to rain down punches not allowing the man to break off the wall. With sweat pouring off both of them, Thomas retreated a few steps.
The other man took this chance to make his offensive move, but that’s what Thomas was expecting. As the man charged forward, Thomas swept his legs causing the man to topple to the mat. Thomas leapt on top of the man and mounted him, his thighs holding the man to the ground. His opponent thrashed and tried to fight loose, but couldn’t.
Thomas’ fists fell relentlessly, the man could barely defend himself. The ref even seemed to be about to step in, but just as he was about to step in, the bell went off for the round. The referee jumped in and pulled Thomas off. He confidently walked back to his corner where Melissa saw there were the two thugs from earlier waiting for him.