Page 106 of Pulse
“Tighten me around your cock,” she replied, whispering in my ear.
“Fuck,” I cursed, my balls beginning to throb.
She trembled against me and murmured, “Where’s this coming from?”
Pressing my cock against her belly, I said, “Where do you think?”
“You’re wicked, Maverick.”
“And fuckin’ hot for your screams, so get your stuff before I strip you in front of all these people.” She clutched my shirt, her lips brushing against my neck. “Or would you like that?” It was a distraction, a selfish fuckin’ distraction.
She pulled back so she could look up at me and I saw the desire that I felt for her mirrored in her gaze.
“I don’t like to share,” she murmured. “Give me ten minutes.”
I lifted my hand and brushed my fingers across her lips, the way her body responded to mine mainlining right into my cock.
“I’ll be waiting.”
As the next few weeks went by and mine and Ren’s points kept ticking over, everything felt like it was on track.
There was no doubt that both of us would be toeing the line in the Championship. It wasn’t the one I would’ve liked for her to win, but I had to support her. It was what she wanted after all. She wanted to get her strength back and face her fears and in true Spitfire style, she got back up on her feet time and time again and kicked everything in the balls.
I lay next to Ren, the early morning light filtering through the window overhead. She was sound asleep, her chest rising and falling with each breath. She was so fuckin’ beautiful when she slept; she curled up into this tight ball, hugging the doona to her chest. Her hair was tangled on the pillow behind her and I found myself combing my fingers through it.
Our usual routine was staying up late to train after getting back from The Underground, fucking until we fell asleep and then getting up early to do more of the same. But this morning I didn’t want to wake her. It was a tough schedule to keep up with, even for the super motivated Ren. I could see how tired she’d been getting and she needed her strength.
I had an overabundance of energy and that pretty much came from my emotions, which were haywire most of the time. I’d seemed to have gotten a handle on my anger a while ago now and I was glad I’d kicked the meds and gone the natural route. That’d worked for me and then some.
It was then that I realized what I wanted to do if I got through this Championship in one piece.
Ren must’ve already been waking and when she felt my body tensing, she stirred against me and moaned. Fuck, she was sexy when she made those sounds. When her voice was husky from sleep, it made my cock begin to wake up as well.
She moved against me, rolling over to face me. Her arm snaked over my stomach and her cheek came to rest over the word rebirth on my chest.
“Hey,” she said sleepily.
“I’m not going back to pro,” I said and for the first time since we’d gone back to The Underground, some of the weight on my shoulders began to fade.
Her eyes began to open as she realized what I’d said. “What?”
“I don’t want it,” I replied. “I don’t want that life anymore.” Her legs threaded through mine as I reached up to stroke my hand through her hair.
“Then what are you going to do?”
I wasn’t ready to acknowledge that dream when it could still be snatched from me and I pressed my lips to her forehead. “I’m not sure,” I lied and my heart twisted. “I have to think about it some more.”
“Sure.” Her eyes closed as she began rubbing her hand across my abs. Up and down, going down more as she went.
If everything went south, if I didn’t make it to the other side, I had to make sure Ren and Violet were taken care of. The first chance I got, I’d have to go see a lawyer and the bank. Put the house in Violet’s name and make sure Ren had someplace to go.
Rolling onto my side, I slid my hand over Ren’s waist and pulled her against me. If I couldn’t be here, then I could at least make sure she never wanted for anything ever again.
Hooking a leg over my waist, Ren bit at my bottom lip before sliding her tongue against mine. She kissed me, igniting a fire in my heart and I rolled on top of her, settling between her legs. I didn’t have it in me to fuck this morning. Not hard, not punishing, not filled with the lust my body had for hers. No, this morning we’d take it slow and feel everything.
I felt the slickness of her pussy as I stroked the underside of my cock against her and moaned into her mouth, my breaths coming faster. She was always so fuckin’ wet, so ready for me to take her…so fuckin’ greedy for it.
