Page 84 of Regret

Yet this time, there was no place for his masochistic tendencies. He had her to worry about, and oddly enough, there were no voices he needed to silence.

Hunter shot up and slammed his elbow right in the guy’s face, blood spilling everywhere. Two more punches to the face and a high back kick later, the guy was on his back, knocked the fuck out.

The crowd burst out into a deafening cheer and the next thing he knew, Scarlet’s body slammed into his, and she wrapped her arms around his neck.

“You scared the shit out of me, you fucking asshole.”

“I’m sorry. This is not how I wanted this night to play out.”

She pulled back and cocked a brow, her lips curling into a mischievous grin that instantly made his cock twitch. “Is it wrong of me to be turned on right now?”

Well, fuck me sideways. Wrong of her to be turned on? Hell, he was turned on. There he was worried she might think he was a masochistic psycho, in the meantime it only turned her on.

“You really are a wild thing, aren’t you, kitten?” He smiled.

“Would you prefer me any other way, Ace?”

He wrapped his arms around her waist, placing his hands around the curves of her ass, and lifted her up, purposefully pushing her harder against his dick. “That would be a definitive no.”

“Awesome. Just don’t ever sneak out to one of these fights without me.”

Hunter leaned forward and took her bottom lip between his teeth, nipping down hard. The moan that came from between her lips sent shivers all the way down his spine, and up his cock.

Oh man, he had to get this woman back home pronto.

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