Page 30 of The Yeah Baby Series: Vol 3

I copied his actions, but I paused when I looked up and found him bare-chested. His nipple rings glinted in the overhead lighting and his tattoos rippled with every movement of his muscles. “This isn’t naked wrestling.”

He slid his belt out of his pant loops and tossed it onto the floor in the corner where the rest of his clothes were piled. “Remind me to suggest that sometime in the future. Sounds likefun.”

“Xander,” I growled.

“I only took off the stuff that restricted my movements. I’ll leave my pants on.” His gaze slid over my body. “Fornow.”

“Cocky bastard,” I muttered as I walked over to the center of themat.

“Ready?” he asked as he joined me, dropping into a fighting stance.

Moving my arms into position and bending my legs, I motioned him forward with a wave of my fingers. As he stepped towards me, I forced myself to view him as an opponent while I went into combat mode. I held my position, waiting for him to strike first, kicking out at his left leg as I side-stepped his first punch. Swiveling on the balls of my feet, I quickly turned and aimed a hit at his kidney, but he was ready for me and blocked it. He followed it up with a quick jab to my stomach, and air burst past my lips involuntarily. Then he moved in close, tossing me onto the mat hard. As quickly as I could, I flipped up and back onto myfeet.

From what I’d seen so far, he was as incredible as he claimed to be and he wasn’t holding much back. It was an odd time for it, but knowing he was giving it everything he had made me grin even as I kicked up at his middle, bending low right after I connected to attempt a sweep of his legs. He anticipated my move, sending me to the ground again using my momentum againstme.

Scrambling up, I ripped my blouse over my head. It was restricting my movements, just like his shirt would have, and it also gave me a slight advantage for that brief moment when he couldn’t resist staring at my breasts wrapped in the lacy pink bra I’d picked out while thinking of him. It was all the time I needed to jump in the air, landing a flying kick with both legs to his chest. I followed him down to the mat, intending to land on top of him with my arm against his throat. I must have given it away somehow, because he quickly rolled me underneath him and pinned me to the mat with both arms above my head and my legs held down by his powerful thighs.

“Concede,” he breathed into my ear as I struggled beneathhim.

“You’re good.” It was all I was willing to give at the moment, even though he’d won fair and square. A small part of me couldn’t help but wonder if I’d fought as hard as I could, or if I’d held back because I really did want to work for him, even if it complicated things.

“I’ll show you just how fucking good Iam.”

We went from fight to fuck mode in a blink of an eye. He tore my pants down my legs while I ripped the zipper down on his to free his cock from its constraints. His fingers slid up my thigh, going straight for my pussy and he groaned when he found how wet I was. Wrapping my hand around his cock, I gave him a couple of quick strokes. “I want you inside me. Now.”

His eyes darkened with need, and he slammed his mouth down on me to claim it in a brutal kiss. As I wrapped my legs around his waist, his cock nudged my entrance. With one powerful thrust, he drove deep inside me. My head fell back against the mat, and he shifted forward, his mouth following mine. Refusing to end the kiss while he hammered in and out of my body. He plunged his tongue into my mouth and stroked mine, holding my head steady with a hand gripped tightly in myhair.

His other hand moved to my tit, plucking at the nipple before sliding further down to circle my clit. He swallowed my cries of pleasure, my orgasm building hard and fast. I leaned up and sucked on one of his metal rings, loving the moan and shiver it caused. He thrust even harder and let go, my head falling back and my nails digging into his shoulders.

“You feel so fucking good, baby. Your tight little pussy fits me so perfectly.” He angled his hips and pounded into me harder, finding my G-spot and throwing me over the edge. “Fuck yeah, that’s what I needed. Your pussy strangling my cock while youcome.”

“Xander,” I cried out, trembling beneathhim.

He pulled back and then drove deep once more, his hips slamming against mine as he roared out his release above me. It was the hottest thing I’d ever seen, or experienced, and it had happened in the middle of my interview on the floor of his company’s workoutroom.

“Shit,” I groaned. “I didn’t mean for that to happen.”

“Get used to it because it’s going to happen a fuck of a lot more.” Xander flashed me a smug grin and pointed at the light streaming through the windows lining one wall. “It’s a new day, which means the one-night stand label doesn’t apply to us anymore—not that it everdid.”

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