Strictly Taboo(189)

“Crystal,” she responded with a soft whisper, trying not to stare as the droplets of water made their way down his now bare torso, until they traveled over his six pack and disappeared over his alluring V. Crystal bit the corner of her lip, thinking about where that V led to. Her cheeks reddened as she quickly looked up, trying to keep herself away from such vulgar thoughts.

“So if it isn’t obvious, I’m a fighter. What are you with that skimpy little bra of yours?” He said almost rudely, before getting up and grabbing a small cloth from the bench nearby and wiping off his drenched body.

“If it isn’t obvious, you aren’t much of a gentleman,” Crystal said, getting up as she tried to leave the building. Scott moved swiftly, grabbing her quickly, pulling her into his chest, their faces close now, his eyes boring into her own as he smirked, leaning down close enough so that it looked like he was about to kiss her. Her eyes grew in surprise and her heart skipped a beat.

“My apologies ma’am,” he smirked, letting her go in a dazed state. Without further word, he walked through a set of double doors, disappearing from view. Crystal stood there for a moment, her eyes alternating between the exit and the door her savior had just gone through. With a sigh, she walked through the double doors, following him.

As she crossed into the next room, the atmosphere was much different. Everything was quiet. There were rows of seats everywhere, circling around the chain linked arena in the center of the room. Slowly, she stepped down the small steps between the aisles of seats, until she made it to the edge of the arena. She looked through the fence that trapped the fighters inside and saw Scott standing there, looking at another man who had a much darker complexion, but who looked a little smaller in stature.

There was no one watching the fight except herself, so she back stepped and found a seat that would warrant her the best view. As she sat down a bell rung and the two men started to move around each other, eying each other suspiciously. The challenger instantly went on the offensive, hoping to overwhelm Scott into submission, but Scott kept calm and collected in all of his movements, dodging the attacks with what could be called elegance, given this wasn’t a brawl.

Crystal watched in amazement but wondered why he wasn’t fighting back. To her surprise, he stopped for a moment, planting his feet in the middle of the ring, closed his eyes for a split second, and then opened them before his hand lashed out, landing one well-aimed punch to the side of the man’s head. His opponent was down for the count.





Chapter 4

Crystal gawked at the fallen man. She felt the shiver of a déjà vu latch onto her body as she remembered how he had handled the men who had harassed her. He had one hell of a punch that was for sure. With the match over, Scott made his way out of the arena, back into the locker room. Crystal followed him, impressed. He almost seemed to have an aura, one that made her want to follow him, to know more about him. The mysterious feeling made her go after him, right into the locker room. As she entered the room, she lost sight of him. Surely he was behind one of the rows of lockers.

She turned the corner and looked between two rows of lockers. Her eyes went large as she saw Scott getting changed. Her eyes were glued to him, seeing his now naked body before her. She quickly hid behind the lockers, peeking her head forward ever so slightly so she could watch him. Biting her lip, her mind worked in naughty ways, reminding her how much pleasure a man like that could give her. She was consumed by the desire to have him, every last inch of him, deep inside of her.

But eventually, he was dressed once more, his god-like body now tucked away under the fabric of his clothes. Crystal sighed in disappointment, a little too loud. Scott looked up quickly, spotting the woman peeking at him. He smirked in reaction, seeing her flushed cheeks. Someone liked what they saw. Pretending not to notice, he got up, walking in her direction.

Crystal, hearing his footsteps get closer, moved away, heading for the door, trying to act naturally as she leaned against the doorway, smoothing down her hair even as the guilty expression gave her away. As he saw her again, Scott chuckled but didn’t bring up the fact that she had been staring at him.

“Hey.” He finally said, making her look up. She tried to smile and look innocent, but was doing a horrible job of it as her eyes slowly lingered down to the slight bulge in his pants. He raised an eyebrow at her, a silent question, flying between the two of them, making Crystal blush even more.

Slowly, Scott reached out, his hand gently touching her cheek, holding her face as his own got closer, making her heart beat just a little faster. He looked into her bright blue eyes as his own gray ones sparkled with mischief. “Let’s get you home.” He finally said, letting go of her now burning cheek.