Page 94 of The Challenger

I grin and nod, in spite of the butterflies. I don’t know if I’m ready for this, honestly. But are we ever ready to go down the path to being someone else?

“But … you know what this means, right?” he asks like he needs to make sure I’m of sound mind.

“I do.”

Now it's my future husband’s turn to wipe his cheeks, and I can tell he’s a little embarrassed with the flood of emotion. “Flynn, baby, I will never let you down. I promise. It’s you and me. Forever.”

He hugs me furiously in a long and gratifying embrace. I feel the heat in my face, the prickling of my nipples. I will never stop wanting him.

There is no X-rated strip tease this time around, but articles of clothing do get flung around the room. He undresses both of us, our skin radiating a crackling electricity. He is my erotic hotel, his body heat aroaring, welcoming fireplace in the lobby, his tongue the consummate front desk clerk encouraging me to relax, tending to my every desire until the general manager arrives. A serious length of wicked fun, rising hard from a tangle of curly hair blacker than my Better Than Sex mascara and determined to leave his guest satisfied and not leaving the room anytime soon.

Hair falling loosely around my shoulders, I nestle into the duvet, ready for our brand of sustained lovemaking. He nudges my legs wider with his knees, and then, just like the Chavez I once envisioned, he spits into his hand. Strokes himself. No need to slather me up however, because I am always ready for him.

“What’s so funny?” he asks.

“Nothing. I can hardly wait to feel you inside me.”

“I can’t promise anything. I’m so damn tired and once I’m in you bare…” His weak smile dissolves into something more self-conscious. “This might be over before you know it.”

“Really? June said a twenty-five-year-old should be able to fuck me to the moon.”

I tweak my nipples, pink and hard and ready, and then tweak his. Cute little things poking out like nails from a slab of muscle. He starts to laugh and finds it hard to stop, his cock bobbing up and down like a fishing lure in the waves.

“I’m twenty-six next month,” he says. “An old man, in tennis years.”

“A Grand Slam champion never gives up. Not with the prize in sight.”

Maybe he hears the challenge in my voice. Or sees it in my eyes. I know it’s the best way to motivate him. Chavez Delgado loves a good challenge. And he’s challenged me right back. I’m off the pills, reunited with my family, embraced by his, and we’re about to start our own. It’s only taken thirty-three years to get my life in order, but at last, it’s my time.

“You know what?” Chavez says, staring down at me with his usual authority. “I think it’s time to ditch the coach part.”

I laugh and pull him closer. “Firing me after a taste of glory? I don’t think so. I just need you to focus. One last time today.”

And focus, he does.

He draws slow circles of sweet agony on my clit with the tip of his cock until the pleasure rises like a wave, and the only way to shut it down is by closing my eyes. As I do, he yanks my hips high, and the air rushes out of my lungs in one glorious gasp as he buries himself. He whispers for me to wrap my legs around him, and with the bubble cheeks of his ass firmly locked in place, our eyes meet in a single, defining moment.

“If you want the moon, Mrs. Delgado,” he whispers, “you better hang on for the ride.”

And with no distinction between my sex and his, we start to rock at a perfect tempo I could only ever dream of—the rhythm of two lives merging into one.

Creating life.

Always enjoy the journey is Flynn Dryden’s Truth #10, and how fitting to end my story with that. I never guessed I would end up with a wild and wonderful man who takes no shitandno prisoners. One that dragged me kicking and screaming into a better place. We both have mountains to climb and demons to slay before we lay down our swords, but we have brought out the warriors in each other and that is the greatest gift of all. Yes, we will have challenges—I am marrying Chavez after all—but my confidence is high I can veer us onto the right path if we ever get lost.

When you feel safe, anything is possible.

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