“Everything I said on TV was a lie Savvy, you have to believe me. Please give me five minutes to explain everything to you. Please,” the way he says please has my heart pounding.
I think about it for a minute and reply, “I’m heading into work soon, can you meet me before we open at 12?”
He is acting the complete opposite of what I thought. Would someone seem this worried over someone that doesn’t matter to them?
“I’ll be there. I just got home from my flight so I’ll head on over soon. And Savvy,” the way he says my name makes me shiver, “thanks for giving me a chance to explain. Most women would have written me off already.”
“You know I’m not most women,” I say before I hang up.
Sitting on my bed I think about the mess my life has become. Nope not a mess I decide, my life will not be considered a mess and the world will not end over guy troubles.
“Everything was so much easier when I only relied on my B.O.B.,” I say to myself.
I am wiping down the counter of the bar when there is a knock on the front door. I look up and my eyes meet the ones that have been haunting me in my dreams for the past two nights. Instead of the hunger that’s usually there, they look nervous, remorseful even.
I walk over to the door, unlock it, and let Zander in. Ushering him over to a booth in the corner so we have some privacy I feel his warmth right up against my back as we walk. If I turned around I know he would be right next to me, so close we’d be practically touching. Sitting down he reaches across the table and takes my hands in his as we hear the door to the kitchen open. I look over to Ashlyn as she gives Zander the universal “I’ll be watching you” sign with her fingers while she narrows her eyes at him. Slinking back into the kitchen, not one word spoken, I try not to laugh, I love her so hard.
“Savvy I am so sorry you had to see that interview without me explaining things to you first. I forgot my phone at the fucking hotel and I couldn’t tell you what was going on. Alverez, my opponent, I’ve told you tries to play mind games with who he is going up against. To him, nothing is off limits, not even family or children. My manager found out that he’s been nosing around trying to find my weakness to exploit. If he found out about you, he wouldn’t hold back which would thrust you into the spotlight. I couldn’t do that to you knowing you are hesitant to even get to know that side of my life and figured it would be easier for now,” he emphasizes, “to keep things between us private. I know it freaks you out, but I see us going somewhere Savvy. I have never felt this way or had this kind of connection with anyone before. I have only known you for a few days, but you’ve dug your way into my heart. I’m not saying we have to keep our relationship a secret forever, just until my fight is over. It’s not fair with how new our relationship is to ask you to be okay with your personal life being broadcast everywhere. Please tell me that you believe me. Say you’ll give me another chance and I’ll try not to fuck up again.”
“I need you to tell me if you are still involved with Shelly Storms.”
“Honestly, she is one of my best friends. The tabloids have spun it that we had this worldly affair which is the farthest thing from the truth. When I was starting out in the fighting world, she was a new model trying to make it in the business. We went on one date and realized that romantically we had no chemistry, but we stayed really good friends. I met up with her in New York because I rarely get to see her these days because we are both so busy. We try to make a point of getting together when we’re in the same city. Normally she tips off the reporters to wherever we are going so that she can make a spectacle with me so that her career stays relevant. I had just finished telling her about you in the car before she blindsided me in front of all the photographers. I told her off and she swore to never do it again. I am so sorry you had to see that but just know it meant absolutely nothing, you’re the only woman in my life.”
I breathe a sigh of relief at his explanation. At least I know this relationship isn’t one sided and that he feels the same way about me as I do about him.
I look up at him and whisper, “Okay.”
He is up and on my side of the booth before I even get the whole word out. He wraps his arms around me as he leans down and kisses me. It hasn’t been that long, but I’ve missed him. Just this morning I thought this relationship was over, so to have him holding me, kissing me, it’s just so surreal. I kiss him back with every ounce of emotion that I am feeling. Sliding his tongue into my mouth as it starts to move with mine he pulls back and whispers in my ear, “Is there somewhere more private we can go?”
I give him a little nudge and he exits the booth as I follow him. Taking his hand, I pull him back to my office thanking god that it’s on the other side of the bar. As I walk through the door, he slams it shut and pushes me up against it. Zanders whole body is flush with mine as he devours my mouth.
His hands start to play with the hem of my tank top while he rubs slow circles on the bare skin of my stomach. Lifting my tank up over my breasts, he breaks the kiss to get it over my head. The look of hunger in his eyes as he takes me in makes my pussy throb. Moving his hands lower he cups my ass and lifts me up, forcing me to wrap my legs around his waist.
Walking me over to my desk, he sits me down then pushes me to lie back. Unclasping my bra in the back, he slides it down my arms so my breasts are fully exposed. Leaning forward, he starts sucking on my nipple as I gasp. Feeling beyond aroused, if he looked right now my panties would be soaked.
“Your tits are fucking perfect,” he growls as he takes the other nipple in his mouth. Every time he sucks it hits me straight in my core. I feel his hand starting to work its way down to the button of my jeans and before I know it, they are down around my ankles as he pulls them off. Laying on my desk in nothing but a black lace thong I eagerly await in anticipation for what is about to come.
Zander rubs his nose up along my jaw line until he gets to my ear and says with a sexy growl, “Are you wet for me baby? Do you have any idea how many times I’ve pictured you just like this, laid out and open for me?”
Throwing my hands into his hair I pull him to me, and kiss him with all of the want that is in me. Lowering my hands to his pants he starts to shake his head as he moves my hands away from where I want it to be so badly.
“I told you that when I saw you again I would worship every inch of this sexy body. I hope you’re ready to scream my name baby,” he says this while slowly lowering his head down my stomach, kissing a path along the way. Hooking his hands under the band of my panties he slides them down my legs until I am left completely naked and wanting. He steps back and appraises my body with unbridled lust.
“Savvy, I want you so bad it hurts, I have been dreaming about the little noises you made. I still remember the way you tasted and I can’t wait any longer.”
Throwing my legs over his shoulders he starts at my ankle kissing all the way up my leg. Leaning in, he licks slowly up the length of my pussy. I moan out his name as he continues his perusal, licking and sucking every inch of me. Tasting every part of me but the one place I need him to pay attention to the most, I grab his hair trying to move his head. Hearing his deep laugh, I know he is playing with me. Putting me out of my misery, Zander finally puts the right amount of pressure on my clit as he starts to circle it with his tongue.
Adding a finger deep inside of me as he continues to suck on my clit, I moan. Incoherent words are leaving my mouth, I couldn’t even tell you my name right now. I grab his hair trying to pull him closer, begging him to give me what I need so desperately. Deepening the pressure on my clit, he adds a second finger and starts pumping them at a punishing pace.
“Zander, Yes, don’t stop, right there,” I yell out.
His fingers move faster and faster as I begin to shake. An intense orgasm takes over my body that seems to go on and on as I fall over the edge. Not letting up for a second he continues pumping his fingers as his tongue speeds up even more playing with my clit. A second orgasm I didn’t know w
as there surprises me as I writhe and gasp for air. As the tremors subside and I come down from that phenomenal high, Zander works his way back up my body.
“Baby that was so fucking sexy,” kissing me, making me taste myself on his tongue is so fucking hot. In the past this would gross me out, but it has me at a new level of arousal that I have never experienced before. Not caring that I’m spread out on my desk like a Thanksgiving dinner that he just devoured, all I can think to myself is that I want, no, I need more.
Sitting up I pull his shirt over his head, kissing and licking his body as I go. Paying special attention to his sexy as hell ink, I’m finally devouring his body like the fantasies in my dreams. When I get to the belt of his pants, he grabs my hands stopping me.
“We don’t have to if you’re not ready Savvy. That right there was more than enough for me.”
By the look of sincerity in his eyes, I know he is telling the truth. Zander is making me fall for him even more and makes my decision that much easier.
Giving him a sexy smile I begin to undo his belt. “If you don’t take your pants off and give me your cock, I can’t be held accountable for my actions Mr. Cage,” he looks at me with a shocked expression, but finishes undoing his belt.
In record time, he pushes his jeans and black boxer briefs down his legs. Reaching for his wallet he pulls a condom out and expertly rolls it on. Eying his cock I moan, anticipating what’s to come. I reach out with my hand and grab it, making him growl as I start stroking it up and down, nice and slow.
Leaning over me he grabs my ass and picks me up, carrying me over to the chair. Sitting down so I am straddling his lap, I raise myself up as he lines his cock up with my pussy. He enters me as I slowly slide down his length, stretching me almost to the point of pain. When he is all the way in I give myself a moment to adjust to his size. Moving slowly, I begin to ride him up and down, nice and slow. I just had two orgasms, yet I’m greedy for more. Placing his hands on my hips he begins to direct my movements, lifting me up then slamming me down onto his cock, faster and faster. Taking my nipple in his mouth he begins to suck hard. I feel like I am on sensory overload with all of the sensations.
Rolling my hips then dropping down on his cock has him groaning out my name. Thrusting up into me, Zander’s cock hits a spot inside of me that I never thought possible.
“That’s it, baby. Are you going to come again?” he asks while grunting. Nodding my head, I moan out his name.
Throwing my head back as the pleasure becomes too much, I start to move at an erratic pace. Zander picks me up still connected to him, walks over and lies me down on the couch. Taking over, he starts to pound into me, the slapping of our skin all I can hear over our moaning. Reaching around, I squeeze his ass and pull, trying to get him closer.
“I love the feeling of your pussy squeezing my cock. Come for me,” at his words my pussy clenches and my entire body erupts into another orgasm. I shout his name over and over as the waves of arousal wash over me.
Thrusting his hips at a punishing pace Zander draws out my orgasm, making it feel never ending. When his movements start to become erratic, I know he’s close.
“Fuck,” Zander yells out. Thrusting once, twice, then on the third growls out my name and buries himself to the hilt. Collapsing on top of me, our heavy breathing all I can hear.
“Holy shit baby,” Zander says in amazement. “That was the single most amazing experience of my life,” he looks straight into my eyes. “Thank you,” he leans in and kisses me passionately. I have nothing to say but am overcome with the emotions that I feel for him.
After a moment, he pulls out and takes care of the condom. Helping me with my clothes, I feel grateful. I have never had a guy take such good care of me after sex, usually they roll over and fall asleep, never giving me the intimacy I crave when we’re done.
Sitting on the couch in my office, Zander has his arm around my shoulders while I rest my head on his chest.
“I don’t want to leave my office,” I whisper.
I want to stay here with Zander without a care in the world. In here there is no fight, no work and no celebrity life to deal with. Just the two of us wrapped up in each other, sharing this special moment that has solidified our relationship.
“We should have discussed this beforehand, but in case we’re not on the same level, we’re going to give this relationship a go. You’re mine now.”
How did I get so lucky to find this man? I swing my leg over him so that I am straddling his legs. I run my fingers through his hair and pull him in for a kiss. As my tongue is about to enter his mouth, someone starts banging on the door.
“You guys are eating cheesecake in there, aren’t you?” I hear Ashlyn yell. “Savvy only makes those noises when she has a nice big thick piece of cheesecake!” she starts to laugh.
I bury my face in his chest as Zander begins to laugh. “Oh, you think this is funny?” I begin to tickle him. He starts to squirm and grabs my hands easily, holding them behind my back.
“I told you the next time you were going to make those noises my cock would be buried deep inside you.”
“Seriously Savvy, we open in 30 minutes! Wrap it up and get out here!” I hear her walking away.
“Alright, I need to get out there. I’m the only bartender on until five.”
Standing up with me still straddling his waist he lowers me slowly down his body until my feet hit the floor. I can feel every inch of his hard body. Whenever I’m around him I’m in a constant state of arousal, and if what I feel is any indication, he is too.
He clasps our hands together bringing them to his mouth, pressing a delicate kiss to mine. Walking out of the office back towards the bar I notice that Sam, one of our waitresses, is bouncing about making sure the tables are all set.
“I’m working a late one tonight, the bartender that was supposed to come in tonight called in sick. I guess I’ll see you tomorrow?”
“I have to head over to the gym and get my training in. I’ll stop by when I’m done to keep you company for a little while,” he pulls me in to his body, resting his hands on my ass. Aware that we have an audience and he wants to keep our relationship low profile until after his fight, I try to pull away. Leaning in he claims my mouth with an animalistic need making me forget about everything around us. Pulling back, he gives me his trademark grin knowing what it does to me.
“My brothers are coming into town next week. They had to finish some last-minute commitments before they could move up here full time. I can’t wait to introduce them to my girlfriend.”
Holy shit! Zander Cage just called me his girlfriend. I feel like I could walk out into a field while singing The Sound of Music.
“I’d love to meet them. If I’m working that night, why don’t you guys come in for some drinks on the house?”
“Alright baby, sounds like a plan,” giving my ass a final squeeze he bends down and gives me a loud smack of a kiss before heading out the door.
As I watch him leave, Ashlyn makes her way over to me.
“We have 20 minutes before we open, spill it hooker.” We have no secrets, so I tell her everything right down to the last detail. As I’m telling her and recounting the events, I can’t stop smiling.
“I knew that interview didn’t add up from the way you said he was around you. I am so happy you guys are official,” she pulls me in for a hug. “You are so very worth all of this Sav. Just make sure you call your dad, he saw the interview and called me this morning. He’s ready to go all Jason Bourne on his ass,” she says on a giggle. “He told me if he didn’t hear from you by the time we open, he was putting on his hunting gear and storming the gym.”
I pull out of her hug and race for my phone. Most people wouldn’t take their dads seriously when they said they were going to storm a gym in hunting gear, but my dad absolutely would. I press on my dad’s name, but it just rings and rings.
I look at Ashlyn, “WHY DIDN’T YOU SAY SOMETHING YOU WHORE? HE’S NOT ANSWERING HIS PHON
E. OH FUCK, ASHLYN WHAT DO I DO? HE’S PROBABLY ON HIS WAY!” I’m starting to break out in a cold sweat as I’m yelling. Like I’ve said before, my dad can be very protective of me. I don’t think he would hurt Zander, but I don’t want to find out.
I look out the front window of the bar and notice my dad’s old pickup truck parked across the street. Even though we’re about to open, I race out the door in a sprint to get next door.
I couldn’t have prepared myself for what I saw when I opened the door. My Dad is standing in the Octagon with a sweaty, shirtless Zander. If this were any other situation I would totally be staring at his sweaty, glistening, rock hard body. I have to shake myself to get my head back in the game.
My dad is indeed wearing his camouflage jumpsuit, along with a black bandana around his head and war paint on his face. I feel like I’m going to have an anxiety attack until I see his arrows strapped to his back, the bow in hand at his side. At this point I’m just trying to keep the laugh I feel bubbling up inside my throat from coming out.
My dad notices me as I start to walk over to them. “Hey sweetie, you’re just in time. I was just about to give this “show pony” a piece of my mind,” he turns back to Zander standing with his legs shoulder width apart while glaring. I love my dad, even though he is totally bat shit crazy.
“Nobody makes a fool of my baby on national television Zamboni. What the hell happened? I used to think you were a standup guy. When I found out you two were going on a date, dare I say I was excited, thrilled even. Baby girl over there doesn’t have the best track record with some of the pussies she’s brought home. So what, you were just looking for a little boom boom son? Hoping to get your cake and eat it to? Get the milk for free so to speak?” he looks at Zander expectantly waiting for an answer.
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