Page 52 of The Fight

“Make me come.”

Like I have to be told twice. I pick up my speed, my thumb circling her clit with renewed vigor. Her pussy clamps down on me, letting me know she’s close. My eyes move from where we’re connected up to her face, where her eyes are closed, beautiful fucking mouth slightly open as she shivers.

“Look at me, Blair,” I demand, and her eyes shoot open. “Look at the man you love when he makes you come.”

Her eyes meet mine, those green orbs filled with an emotion I know all too well because I feel the same thing. “I do. I do love you,” she says in a breathy voice, hitching as her impending orgasm inches closer.

“Yeah, baby, I know,” I murmur, bringing my lips to hers and kissing her hard as I give one firm pinch to her clit.

Like lightning, she falls over the edge hard and fast, milking me for all I’m worth as I swallow down her screams of pleasure. Her teeth clamp down on my bottom lip as her whole body shakes around mine, her walls gripping me so tight I have no choice but to follow after her. I groan out her name against her mouth as I twitch inside her, spilling into her, feeling my cum slip down my dick and over her pussy.

I press myself into her, locking my knees so I don’t collapse like a fucking idiot, my forehead resting against hers as our chests heave together. I don’t know how long we stay like that before the droning buzz of the jail door goes off. I let out a curse and pull out of her, pushing my dick back into my pants and moving her shorts back into place.

Blair giggles as she drops her legs from around me, feet landing on the ground. “You could’ve gone back to jail for that, but I would’ve joined you this time.”

I glare at her playfully but can’t keep it up for long as I see the joy on her face. “You’ve been trouble since the moment I met you.”

She smirks and wraps her arms around my neck. “And that’s why you love me.”

Fucking hell, she has me turning into nothing but a pile of mush.

“Yeah, Dollface,” I say, pushing a slightly damp piece of hair out of her face. “I do. Now, let’s go home.”

EPILOGUE

SHAY

FOUR YEARS LATER

Sweat drips down my face as the familiar sting of adrenaline pulses through my veins…

Four years ago, I didn’t know where I’d end up. Hell, I wasn’t even sure I’d be alive to see this day, but thanks to Dad, here I am. I’ve finally made it—I went pro.

After everything that happened with Blake, the wreckage it left, I somehow found a way to turn it all around. I fought and clawed my way out of the darkness, but I didn’t do it alone. Blair never let me give up. Not even when the guilt from what happened gnawed at me. She held on tight and never let go.

We’re stronger now. The love I feel for her is something I never even knew existed. Four years later, we’ve built something unbreakable. Even my dad and Sylvia came around. It wasn’t the easiest, but after everything we went through, they finally understood. They accepted us for what we are. They see Blair has my heart, and I have hers.

The locker room door opens, and the sounds from the arena flood in. I turn to see who’s come in, and the moment I see her, my breath catches.

Her eyes lock onto mine instantly, and a smile tugs at her lips. Without a word, she closes the distance between us and brings her hands up to rest on my chest.

“Good luck out there.” She seals her words with a kiss.

Even now, over a thousand days later, her kiss still causes heat to dance across my entire body.

“You know,” I start. “You’re kind of like my lucky charm. Every time you’re near me, I feel completely invincible.”

Her smile widens, but I’m not done.

“I never want to lose that, so if I win tonight, you have to promise me something.”

She raises a brow. “Promise you something?”

I nod, the words coming out before I can stop them. “You gotta let me put a ring on your finger. You have to marry me.”

Her eyes widen for a split second, then soften. “Are you sure?”

“I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life.”

---