The Champ:Bad Boys Book 5(27)
When I felt her body loosen up a bit I fed her more of my cock sliding in and out inch by inch until I was all the way in her ass. "Fuck me, look at that." Her ass was stretched around my cock her pussy was open waiting for me to come back to her.
"I love seeing you like this, open for me. I love your pretty pussy that's just for me, only me." Somehow my hand was wrapped around her neck and I squeezed ever so slightly as I fucked into her ass. "Mine, mine, mine." My heart almost burst in my chest at the love and absolute possessiveness that rushed through me.
I knew in that moment that there would never be a time when I didn't love her with the same intensity that I felt now. That there was no power on earth that could ever take her away from me.
Chapter 9
Traci
Wow that was intense, mind blowing and … there are no words. I could barely move from where he'd left me sprawled on the bed like a wilted flower. Meanwhile he was up and moving because he was running late for his meeting. He didn't say anything more about my leaving, I guess he figured he'd taken what strength I had left and that was that.
I rolled myself out of bed and headed into the shower behind him naked as the day I was born. I was fast losing my shyness in his presence and after what we had just shared in that bed I was pretty sure there was nothing left that could embarrass me. I'd just had anal sex.
I spoke to soon, my face lit up like a stoplight as I slid the glass door to the six headed shower stall back and stepped in in front of him. My body felt achy and loose at once and I wondered if I was gonna be able to sit down for the rest of the night.
As I reached for the soap I felt hands roaming my body from behind and just that quickly my body trembled with need. "You feel so good." His roughened hands felt like heaven as they moved across my stomach and down between my thighs where I was blissfully sore.
I spread for him with no shame, no hesitance, because I wanted the feel of his fingers. I couldn't get enough, neither of us could. I moved against him letting my body rest against his chest as he drove his fingers into me. "Turn around."
He turned me and leaned me back against the wall. "Spread your legs for me baby." I opened my already shaky legs as he got to his knees before me. "Hold on." Lifting my hands up high, I tried to reach the showerhead but fell short, so instead I spread my arms against the walls as I felt the first touch of his tongue.
My eyes closed in pleasure as he made love to me with his mouth, his big manly hands holding onto the flesh of my ass that was still sweetly tender from his attentions. I moved against him wantonly, those new sounds that I have heard so often of late echoing in the air as I gave myself over to his mastery.
I don't know how long he was down there and lost count of how many times he'd made me soar over the clouds, I just knew that when he was done I was left with that boneless feeling again. "You've made me late again bad girl I gotta go." He got to his feet kissed me breathless and stepped out of the shower heading for the sink to brush his teeth.
I cleaned myself up while watching him through the beveled glass as he dried his body off. "Don't forget what I told you Red. Do not leave this house." And we were back to square one.
"You're being an ass Wyatt. Why don't you go on about your business and stop making me crazy?" I stepped out of the shower and the fool took my chin in his hand and kissed me like his life was about to end before turning to leave the room.
I started to call him back to finish our little skirmish but decided at the last minute to choose my battles. By the time I came into the bedroom he was dressed and gone.
I watched from the window three stories up as he drove down the driveway and out of sight. I stood there for a few minutes taking in the stark beauty of the grounds outside, reveling again in the fact that this was now home. It was almost surreal how everything in my life had been turned so completely around.
I didn't grow up poor, but we weren't exactly rolling in it either. I had what I needed as a kid and never felt like I lacked for anything, but I won't lie and say I don't envy Wyatt and his siblings what they grew up with, and not just the estate either, but the whole deal.
It wasn't mom's fault that she'd gotten sick, but the reality is it had taken up a huge chunk of my childhood and had pretty much shaped the person I am now. Maybe that's why I felt so comfortable with the idea of getting married and living here instead of going off on our own.
His wing, like his brother and sister's was separate from each other and had its own entrance. We didn't have to see anyone else ever if we didn't want to, which I didn't think would ever happen since they were all so welcoming. Like Wyatt, it seemed that his family makes up their minds pretty quickly when it comes to who they'll accept or not.
There were no whispers, no secret looks when I wasn't paying attention. Instead what I've found is total inclusion and genuine warmth. Now I was about to rock the boat in a big way.
I didn't fool myself that there wouldn't be any repercussions for what I was about to do, and maybe some secret part of me was doing it just to get a rise out of him, but whatever. We'll see how the tough guy deals with disobedience. I knew I was really pushing it with the short skirt and flashy top I threw on, but tonight was a celebration and I was feeling fine.
I forgot all about his impending anger by the time I met up with the girls and shared the news I'd been bursting at the seams to tell them all day. There were squeals and hugs and well wishes from all and I was still a little shell shocked that not one of them told me I was moving too fast.
Maybe the world had changed while I wasn't looking. My mom and dad had been super excited when I'd called them earlier. Well dad had been a little reserved at first but that was before Wyatt had gone into the bathroom and closed the door with the phone glued to his ear.
I don't know, maybe it's a guy thing, but all dad could talk about after that was the great UFC champ, seems he's a fan, who knew? Anyway they were dying to come out once Wyatt had invited them and I was ashamed to admit that I had been dreading it until then.
I guess I'd been a little worried about their reaction but I didn't need to be. When I'd asked mom about their lack of resistance her answer had stunned me and given me a much-needed boost as well. Her gracious answer to the question of why there was no questioning her only child's haste into matrimony was that they trusted my judgment, that I had never let them down before so they didn't expect me to start now.
Of course that could have something to do with Wyatt's promise to see that I finished school and followed my dream to become a lawyer, though he likes to tease that he'd never met a lawyer that wasn't pond- sucking scum, hah. But everything seemed to be smooth sailing on that front, one less worry.
"I am so happy for you. Of course I get to be maid of honor since I was the one who got you two together." Cris was genuinely happy for me, as were the others, but she most of all was the one who had always worried about me in the relationship department.
"I tell you what girlfriend, when you decide to do something you don't half step do you? You meet your first love interest, lose your virginity and get engaged all in the same week." Melissa chimed in.
"That has got to be some kind of record, maybe we should see about getting it in the Guinness book of records."
"Don't you dare Cris." I had to say that because that's just the kind of crazy crap she'd pull.
"You lucked out there, I asked around and no one has anything but high praise for the whole family. Now usually I would scoff at something like that, I mean everyone has a skeleton or two in the family closet, but after meeting them myself I can see why they have that rep. Your mother in law is a hoot and if I didn't like her I might give your father in law a go round or two." That set off another round of laughter and we were off to the races with the sex jokes and innuendos.
"I don't even have to ask, he looks like he can throw down in the bedroom."
"Geez Cris." My face went up in flames. She was too close to the mark, and considering what he had been doing to my body not an hour before I met up with them it was a bit much.