The Cruiserweight (21 page)

“Better luck next time, fat ass,” Rodent
laughed when they got backstage.

“Hold on to that while you can, old man,” Brett
replied. “It won’t be long before that prize is mine. Stephanie
didn’t sign me because I’m gorgeous, you know.”

“No shit? I could’ve sworn she told a couple of
scouts to get hold of your agent after she saw you almost
naked
—
or naked, I forget which
—
in some magazine,” Rodent kidded.

“You’re a barrel of laughs, Rat Man, like it
isn’t bad enough Patrick gives me shit about doing that spread. If
I didn’t know any better, I’d think you were jealous.”

“In a way, I am. Takes a lot of balls to do
something like that, then again, you never did have any shame. If I
took it all off for a chick rag, I’d never hear the end from my old
lady.”

“Karen was quite understanding about me doing
Men in the Raw.
Of course, I warned her before it
happened.”

“Must be one hell of a woman not to mind her
man getting naked for the world.”

“Well, it’s not like my dick was hanging out.
Even if that were the case, Karen knows I love her and couldn’t
give a fuck what any other chick thinks. She digs the whole
feature.”

“Sounds like a keeper. Better hang on to her
tight, man.”

“Believe me, Rat Man, I will.”

“He better, after I came all the way to
Florida,” a female voice said.

Brett turned around, delighted to find Karen
behind them. He grabbed her around the waist, pulling her into a
deep kiss. “Hey, sweetheart.”

“Were you raised by wolves or something? Jesus,
Brett, your friend is in front of us.”

“No need to worry, miss,” Red Rodent said with
a grin. “He isn’t doing anything I haven’t seen before.” He turned
to Brett. “I’m guessing this is the lady who has the misfortune of
putting up with you?”

“Yeah. Karen Montgomery, meet the
current
—
and soon to be defeated by
me
—
Florida Middleweight Champion
and one of my oldest friends, Red Rodent, or a more appropriate
name, Rat Face.”

Rodent shook her hand. “Pleasure to meet you.”
He faced Brett. “How’d you manage to get someone so pretty
and
with a brain, Kerrigan?”

“I often wondered how you nailed your wife.
Poor Chrissy, smart, curvy brunette with a fantastic ass, an
awesome personality, and a great cook. Too bad she got stuck with
you.”

“Hey, stop looking at my old lady’s ass, or
I’ll mop you up again like I did tonight.”

“Fat?” Karen asked. “He looks better than he
did this time last year.”

“Thanks, baby. See how much she digs me, Rat
Face?”

“You must really be in love,” Rodent said to
her with a chuckle.

Brett ran both hands down his body. “With all
of this sexiness, how could any curvy chick resist me?”

Red Rodent coughed. “Shit’s getting deep in
here.”

“Brett’s quite a charmer. We have a great time
together, which there aren’t many chances to see one another with
our schedules,” Karen said. “Since we‘ve been dating, I can’t
remember when I’ve been happier.”
Now if I can only find the
right moment to tell him we’re going to be parents.

The sound of phone chimes filled the room,
interrupting the men’s banter and Karen‘s thoughts. “Hey, Rat Face,
your ass is ringing,” Brett said.

Rodent stared at his phone, making a face. “I
know we were going to go get some drinks, but the ball and chain is
calling, so God knows how long I’ll be. I‘ll meet you two outside.”
He opened the locker room door. “Let me go take this call and I’ll
catch you afterward.”

“No problem, man. Tell Chrissy her favorite
stud says hello and knows how much she wants my hot
body.”

“You wish,” Rodent shot back before he
left.

Karen turned to Brett, chuckling. “What was
that?”

“Rat Face and I go way back,” he replied.
“Chrissy and I joke around and flirt, though she and Rodent have
been into each other for years. I may give him shit, but the truth
is, Karen, Chrissy couldn’t have a better husband. They don‘t fuck
around on each other, despite that Rat Face could have almost any
chick he wants. Just as well, because I don’t do married women on a
usual basis.”
I did have one-night stands with fans who may have
been married, then there was the ‘fuck buddy’ thing with Kyra.
Those were long before
you.

He went over and locked the door before he took
Karen into his arms and kissed her. “Now, where were
we?”

“Brett, there’s something we need to
discuss
…
”

He nuzzled her neck, hands wandering under her
blouse. “Whatever it is, it can wait until later.” He kissed her
again. “Let’s enjoy the time we have before you have to head home
tomorrow.”

CHAPTER 38

“Shouldn‘t we get ready to meet Red Rodent when
he‘s done with his phone call?” Karen asked.

"I was thinking maybe we could do something
else while we‘re waiting," he replied, trailing kisses down her
neck

"
Here?
People might hear us. What if
someone wants in?”

"It’s locked, and everyone’s gone but Rat
Face," Brett said with a smirk. He pulled her down on a bench,
capturing Karen’s lips in a kiss that left her
breathless.

It didn’t take long for her to become aroused,
and she began to reciprocate Brett’s advances.
He always made
her so damn horny at the strangest times!

Her hands inched up his thighs to the crotch of
Brett‘s pants, feeling his erection. “Mmm,” she purred, “I think I
just found out what that ‘something else’ was.”

"Don‘t tease me," he groaned as she unbuttoned
his shirt and began to kiss her way down his chest and stomach. "Oh
God," he gasped when he felt her hand unzip his jeans and stroke
his hardness a few times over his briefs. "Please," he whined when
she released her grip on him.

"Patience," she replied as she pulled both
jeans and underwear off his hips and down his legs. She continued
her torture, kissing her way up one leg and then the other, giving
special attention to the sensitive area around his manhood, driving
Brett insane. He wasn’t sure how much longer would be able to
maintain restraint.

When Karen became bored teasing him, she turned
her attention to his fully erect member. She swirled her tongue
around the tip, making him gasp at the sensation. He groaned as she
began to work her magic on him, losing himself in the pleasurable
sensations. “God, baby, you‘re the best fucking cocksucker,” he
panted.

She continued to suck him in slow motion,
enjoying every inch of his hardness. Brett groaned with pleasure,
letting her know that she was turning him on.
If sucking cock
was an Olympic sport, she’d get the gold medal!

Karen backed her mouth away, licking and
kissing the tip of his penis, and then lowered her head, taking his
entire length into her mouth. Looking down at her, Brett enjoyed
the view of her head bobbing up and down as she performed deep
throat for several minutes and then stopped without
warning. 

His eyes popped open. "Baby," he groaned,
needing his release. "What’s going on?"

She stood up and removed her clothes, kneeling
on a bench in front of him with her ass in the air. “Time for
something a little different. Ever do a woman from
behind?”

Brett couldn’t believe she was offering her
body in such a fashion.
Whatever got into her, I hope it never
ends!

Climbing behind her, his manhood seemed to have
a mind of his own, slipping inside of her. Karen was so tight, her
muscles seemed to have a vise like grip on him. Brett alternated
between running his hands over her round ass and giving it playful
slaps as he pushed deeper into her.

Karen squealed as he slapped her ass again.
“You’re a bad little girl,” he said, giving her another smack. “You
like having that ass slapped, don’t you, baby?”

"I‘ll show you how bad I can be," Karen panted
as he began to thrust in and out of her at a harder, steadier
pace.

He loved the feeling of being surrounded by her
softness and the orgasms she had. Sure, he’d planned on making love
to her at some point that evening, but never expected raw, wild sex
in the locker room. In any case, he wasn’t complaining, Karen was
just so damn
hot
when her wild side came out. Between that
and the few opportunities they had to see each other, the sexual
side of their relationship was anything but dull.

Brett could hear her grunting and moaning,
calling out his name, and he quickened his movements even more.
Soon, he was fucking her with unrestrained passion, and sensed she
enjoyed every minute. “Jesus, baby, of all the women I’ve been
with, you’re the best I ever had.”
I never done Kyra from
behind!

Soon, he felt his orgasm approach and slowed
down his strokes, not wanting the moment end. In spite of his
effort, there was no way he could delay the inevitable, so he sped
up his thrusts harder than before. "Karen....I‘m
coming.”

Her body shuddered with a final orgasm as
Brett‘s semen passed inside her. When he finished, he pulled out in
one slow stroke and helped her off the bench before pulling her
with him toward the back of the locker room where the showers were
located.

*****

"My God," Brett groaned, still a little
breathless when they finished getting dressed after having sex a
second time in the shower. He pulled Karen into his lap, squeezing
one of her breasts. "What did I do to deserve getting laid
twice
in one night
?”

She slapped his hand away, kissed him, and
stood up. "Let‘s just say you‘re not the only one who needs a
little loving once in a while. I’ll let you finish getting ready to
meet your rodent friend while I call Mr. Sullivan and let him know
I got the story for tomorrow‘s edition and he‘ll have it before my
flight home."

“You should be that way more often when you
come to see me.” He blew a kiss. “Don’t be long.”

“Trust me, I won’t.”

“Sure you aren’t up for another round, baby?”
he leered.

“Not right now. Wasn’t twice enough? You’re
insatiable.”

“I’m willing, ready, and able when you’re
around, not to mention a good wrestling match always makes me
hard.”

“Too much information. I’ll be back in a few
minutes. Be ready to go meet Rodent.”

“I’d rather take you back to my place and pick
up where we left off. ”

“I’m sure you would, but I have an early flight
and need to go back to my hotel to get some sleep. I’m not planning
on staying out very late, much as I’d love to spend more time with
you.”
Not to mention I may have risked hurting the
baby.

She walked out of the locker room, finding a
remote spot down the hallway, and called Phoebe. “How is
everything?”

“Freezing. We lost heat at the office on Friday
and Mr. Sullivan’s having a fit. I hope it’s fixed tomorrow or I’m
taking the day off and staying in my warm house.”

“Almost makes me hate coming home in the
morning. I still have to email my story to him. I’ll get on it
after I’m back at the hotel. Brett thinks I’m talking to Mr.
Sullivan, but I wanted to call you instead.”

“How’s Orlando?”

“Great. I’m with him now and we’re going for
drinks in a few minutes. The pay-per-view was exciting.” She then
let out a low giggle. “The festivities afterward have been fun
too.”

It wasn’t lost on Phoebe what Karen was
indicating. “Oh my God, you didn’t!”

“He never saw it coming. No pun intended, of
course.”

“What’s gotten into you? I’ve never seen you
act that way.”

“I don’t know. My sex drive seems to be in
higher gear than normal since I got pregnant. It was all I could do
not to jump on poor Brett
before
he had his
match.”

“I doubt he’d complained if you had. How does
he feel about the baby?”

“When I tried to tell him, he said whatever I
wanted to discuss could wait until later.”

“You need to talk to him soon.”

“I know. It wouldn’t shock me if he was
wondering why I’m such a nymphomaniac.” She looked around again and
lowered her voice. “Did you ever have sex in the
shower?”

“Karen!”

“If not, you should try doing it there and in a
locker room.”

“Good God, maybe you should be pregnant more
often. You’ve become every guy’s dream.”

“No thanks, I think once will be enough. I’m
craving broccoli and cheese and I can’t stand broccoli.”

She saw Brett emerging from the locker room out
of the corner of her eye and heading in her direction with Red
Rodent and another guy. “Hate to cut you short, but I have to get
off the phone. Brett’s ready to go.”