Page 10 of Sold to the Fighter

He kisses a path down to my entrance, parting the wet and swollen folds with his fingers. My fingers fist at the back of his head, and my thighs quiver on both sides of him. He teases at my hard clit, trailing a finger over it. I whimper and jerk, my whole body vibrating in anticipation.

He slowly strokes his finger around my clit, teasing and stoking my desire until I’m mindless with need, quivering and moaning. Then without warning, he dives between my legs, closing his heated mouth over my engorged clit and sucking hard.

“Theo!” I scream, quivering and detonating into his mouth.

My body trembles with aftershocks at every lick of his tongue, and I moan softly as he gives a slow lick and climbs off the bed. I watch him tug off his pants and underwear in one go, inhaling softly at the sight of his hard cock.

“Don’t be scared, sweetheart,” he says as he draws closer.

“I’m not scared,” I reply, smiling softly at him.

“Good,” he whispers and leans over me, trailing kisses up my calves.

Slow licks of heat follow his trail, warming up my body from inside out. He parts my folds and laves the hardening nub, prompting me to quiver. “Oh,” I moan softly, reaching out to grip his shoulders. I didn’t think I could feel an even greater need flood my bloodstream, after my last orgasm.

A new, deeper ache blooms in my gut as he sucks hard on my clit. Then he slowly slips a finger inside my tight channel, drawing a whimper of need out of me. His slow strokes send delicious shivers to my core, building my desire.

I gyrate under him, gripping his shoulders tighter as he adds another finger, gliding smoothly into my sopping wet sex. It’s so tight and full that my belly quivers as I imagine his cock filling me up.

Theo slowly removes his hands and kisses his way up my body until he’s draped over me. Then, he urges my legs up and around his waist, nestling his hard cock against my wet pussy and slowly stroking against it. My legs tighten around him in response, and my hands caress his body with a mind of their own.

“I need your eyes, sweetheart,” he grits out, and I open them instantly, staring into his dark gaze. He slowly pushes inside me, inch by inch, and then he penetrates me in one go.

“Oh God!” I groan, feeling a sharp bite, but it only stokes the raging flame roaring beneath my skin.

“Are you okay, baby?” he asks in concern, and my heart melts.

I nod, feeling tears at the back of my eyes. Ever since I lost my mom, I’ve never felt so…cared for. My gaze stays on his as he slowly moves inside me. It’s exhilarating and exciting to see the emotions flit in his eyes, the sheer control in his strength.

His strokes increase in tempo, sliding over the sensitive flesh inside me. I moan loudly, clutching him tighter as the blooming ache heightens. My need is like a volcano threatening to combust and melt everything in its path. His thrusts become harder and deeper, rendering me mindless with want. Every deep stroke fuels the raging beast. Our eyes remain locked, and our breaths mingle until I don’t know where one stops and the other begins. Before long, an intense ache builds inside me, growing until I’m quivering and combusting hard in his arms.

“Theo!” I clamp hard on his cock as I climax, dragging him over the edge.

“Fuck!” he grunts, jerking and triggering mini orgasms inside me.

I tremble softly in his arms as he shifts us so we’re on our sides and hugs me close. We stare at each other, silently basking in the moment. Still, I can’t help but notice the tension simmering beneath his skin and his shaft that’s still inside me, hardening once again.

“Did I please you?” I ask, unable to hide my feelings.

He pushes softly inside me, triggering a myriad of sensations, then leans down to kiss my lips. “So much that I can’t get enough,” he answers, gently caressing my back.

I frown up at him. “Why do I feel like you’re holding back from me?”

He sighs. “Sweetheart, you’re too pure for all of me. What I feel for you is not simple. It’s consuming, and I don’t ever want to let you go, or give you any reason to want to walk away.”

He takes over my mouth in a kiss. It’s sweet and soft as he glides his lips over mine, turning me inside out. I slip my tongue over his, savoring the warmth and delicious sensations coursing through me until I’m achy and trembling with want.

I slowly release his lips and look up at him, breathing hard. “I can take all of you. I want all that you are, and I promise not to run off,” I say softly. I don’t know where the words come from, but as they spill from my lips, I realize that I mean them.

His eyes darken, and he asks in a voice filled with need, “Are you sure?”

“I’m sure.”

Theo slowly withdraws his hard shaft, eliciting a soft moan from my lips. He lifts me out of bed and grabs a sweatshirt from the closet, sliding it over my head, then slips on his pants and leads me out of the suite. We walk hand in hand down the long hallway, then turn into another wing of the huge mansion.

I knew that Theo was filthy rich the moment his car stopped in front of this huge mansion with wide, lush gardens and a huge, rushing fountain. But now I wonder what he does for a living. So I ask him.

“I fight for a living, sweetheart. It’s a dangerous and driven sport that has put food on the table since I was a teenager with nowhere to go.”

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