Chapter Twenty
KARLI
He was trying to kill me.
I was not sure I was strong enough to handle any more than he’d already given me and as the head of that thick, beautiful cock pressed into my lips and I imagined it pressing up inside of me, I was afraid my head was going to explode. He smiled and winked, and then gripped onto my hair and pushed himself in between my parted lips. I sucked in the head and rolled it against my tongue.
He used his hold on my hair to guide me as he began moving his hips in and out, feeding his cock to me an inch at a time. My lips were stretched as wide as they would go by the time I felt him throbbing against the back of my throat. I sucked harder and moved my tongue faster and he groaned and cursed and whispered my name. At one point, I thought he might pull my hair out by the roots, but I didn’t care…he was so fucking sexy.
He didn’t let me suck on him for long before he pulled out with a loud groan, reached down, flipped me over onto my back, and climbed up on me. He used his knee to push my thighs open wider, and I teetered on the edge of letting him enter me. I almost ached to feel him skin to skin, and that’s where I thought he was going.
I realized how dangerous it was to be thinking that way just about the time he pressed his heavy body into mine and reached over to the nightstand. He dug through it, cursed, and then reached for his pants. I watched him pull out his wallet, dig out a condom, and open it. He lifted up one of my hands and pressed the package into it. He didn’t have to tell me what he wanted me to do. I used my mouth to open the foil wrapper and took out the Magnum condom. It was blue, almost the color of his eyes. I almost laughed at the thought, but since I was sheathing his cock, I realized it might not be a good idea.
Once he was covered, he didn’t waste any time shoving it into my dripping-wet pussy. I cried out when he hit bottom. He pulled back and shoved it in again. It took several seconds for my muscles to stretch and adjust to his size, but once they did, a fireworks display began to take place in my head.
My body was experiencing pleasure unlike any that I had ever known, and judging from the sounds he was making, his was feeling damned good, too. Nick was an expert lover, and by the time he grunted, shuddered, shook, and filled the condom with his massive orgasm, I’d had two more. Jesus, I had never known it could be this good.
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It took me a long time to calm down after Nick and I made love. I lay in his arms, shaking while he kissed me softly, held me, and even rocked me against his chest.
He was an enigma. On the one hand, he was dominant and so fucking hot, and on the other, he could be the sweetest, gentlest man on earth. His big, tattooed arms made me feel safe and secure, and the sound of his heartbeat slowly lulled me to sleep.
I was not sure how long I slept, but when I woke up, I could feel his big body looming over me. He was up on his elbow looking down at me, watching me sleep. “Hey, aren’t you tired? You had one hell of a day.”
He smiled. “I’m exhausted, but I’d rather watch you sleep than sleep myself.”
“Thanks; that’s sweet.” He reached down and pressed his fingers to my lips.
“Don’t ever say that in front of anyone else. I have a reputation to keep here.”
I laughed. “My lips are sealed,” I said against his fingers. I rolled back into him and snuggled in tight. He put his arm over me and rested his big hand on the small of my back. “How did you get so big?”
I felt his body shake as he chuckled. “Deep thoughts at two a.m.?”
I shrugged. “I guess. Ethan’s average sized and your dad is average sized. You are huge.”
“Well, thank you,” he said in an exaggeratedly proud voice.
I laughed again. “You’re welcome, but I was talking about all of you. I mean, your dad and brother are under six feet tall and you’re like six…ten?”
“I like that, spread that around, will you? I’ll win the title because they’ll be so scared they won’t show up.”
“You know what I mean,” I giggled. “Was your mom a tall lady?”
He went silent and I was afraid that I shouldn’t have brought her up. At last he said, “No. I mean, I don’t remember much about her, but in pictures she is about a head shorter than my dad, and she was usually wearing heels.”
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have brought her up. I don’t want to make you sad.” I felt his lips brush against the side of my face.
“Don’t be sorry. I wish that I could remember her more. I have sporadic, little memories, but nothing big. Sometimes it’s hard to decide which memories are real and which ones I dreamt up as a kid who just wanted a mother so fucking bad.”
“We have that in common,” I said, “Not the memories, but the thing about wanting a mother, at least when I was growing up. I’m thankful for my dad. If it wasn’t for him, I’d be an abortion statistic.”
I felt his arms tighten around me, and I thought he actually shuddered. “What a horrible thought,” he said. “I’m more thankful for Charlie than I ever thought possible.”
I smiled into his chest. I hoped he still had that attitude after Dad found out that we were dating, because I had a very strong feeling my father was going to take out his feelings about that more on Nick than he would on me.
“You know, in all seriousness, I already have a lot of respect for Charlie. I’m not sure he and I would ever have enough in common to be friends, but he’s an awesome fighter, he’s a great teacher, and he’s a hell of a lot better father than mine ever was.”
“Before I knew you were Ethan’s brother, he said something about you guys spending a big part of your lives away in boarding schools.”
“Yeah, most of our life.”
“You came back to Vegas, though. Ethan didn’t. Are you and your father closer than those two?”
I couldn’t see his face, but I thought he snorted. “No, not even a little bit. Actually, between the two of us, Ethan is able to tolerate him better than I can. I came home when I graduated high school and refused to go to college as a big ‘fuck you’ to him. He expected us both to get business degrees and take over the family business someday. Ethan chose law instead. He always was the smart one.”
“I don’t believe that. You don’t have to have a college education to be smart.”
He kissed the side of my face again. “You don’t have to have one to get in a cage and beat the snot out of someone, either. I guess it wasn’t too smart of me in the long run, though. What if I don’t win this title? Or what if I do…then what?”
“You could always go to college. You’re twenty-six years old. You have a lot of time to decide what you want to do with the rest of your life.”
“Yeah, you’re right,” he said. His voice finally sounded sleepy. “Will Charlie be worried that you didn’t come home?”
“I sent him a text earlier.” I felt him tense up, and I laughed. “I didn’t tell him I was here. He thinks I’m with Michaela.”
“I’m not scared of Charlie,” he said in a thick, sleepy voice.
I rubbed his arm with my hand. “Sure you’re not. Goodnight, Nick.”
He shifted and turned me so that his body spooned against my back. “You want to know a secret?”
“What’s that?”
“I’ve never slept with a woman before.”
I pulled his arms in around my waist tighter. “I’m glad to be your first,” I told him. He whispered something. I wasn’t sure I heard him correctly, and I wasn’t about to ask him to repeat it. He was half asleep. Even if he said what I thought he did, I’m sure he didn’t mean it. It sounded like,
“My only.”
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I finally got home at almost ten o’clock the next morning. I was awake at six, but so was Nick and his sex drive. We had sex again twice, once in bed and again in the shower. I put the same clothes back on I’d worn the day before sans the ripped up underwear and drove Nick to get his truck. He tried talking me into spending Sunday with him and I was sorely tempted, but I’d been neglecting my schoolwork and had to buckle down before first semester finals.
Dad was in the living room when I walked in the front door. I wondered if my face looked guilty as I said, “Hey, Dad!”
“Hi, girl. How was the night?”
I went over and kissed his cheek. “It was fun. We just had dinner. Early night. Yesterday was a long day.”
“Tell me about it.”
“Speaking of, great job your boys did yesterday, all of them.” Besides Nick and Kevin, Dad had trained two of the other fighters. Neither of the other two were destined for anything great, but they were good fighters and they had both won yesterday. Kevin was the only one who had lost. Poor guy.
“Yeah,” he said in what I knew to be his negative voice. “They all could have done better; especially Kevin.”
“Dad! He already feels so bad about losing yesterday. What if he hears you?”
“He’s not here, but don’t you think I’m going to tell him that to his face? The kid has to learn. He was all up in his head yesterday, probably thinking about chasing tail.”
“No, Dad.” I sat down next to him on the couch. “That’s not what he was thinking about.”
“Oh? You have some inside information?”
“Dad…I’m going to ask you a question that will probably piss you off. But try and remember that I’m not a little girl anymore.”
With a curious look, he cocked an eyebrow at me and said, “Okay.”
“Did you have an affair with Linda Andrews?”
His expression changed from curious to incredulous. “What? Is this a joke? Linda is married to my best friend.”
“I know that, Dad, but you didn’t answer the question.”
He jumped up and paced the living room. “Why would you even ask it?”
“Dad, please just answer the question.”
He stared at me for a long time, like I was somehow betraying him by asking. Finally, with what looked like real pain on his face he said, “It wasn’t an affair. It was one time, and we were both drunk.”
“Just one time, Dad?”
“Karli, what is this?”
“Kevin heard you on the phone with Linda the other day. He also saw the two of you making out when he was eleven years old. It was in the middle of the day when Frank was at work, and I don’t recall you being drunk at any time during that trip.”
He sat down in the recliner and put his head in his hands.
“Dad, is Kevin my brother?”