Dirty Brawler: A Bad Boy Sports Romance (with bonus novel!)

by Teagan Kade

  I somehow managed to get through the next forty-five minutes without punching a couple holes in the locker room walls. The kids didn’t seem to care I hadn’t won the fight outright. They were all cancer survivors who were there for free with their parents. Obviously Tori’s brainchild, but all the logistics between us setting it up had been handled via email.

  She was there in the back of the group, whispering and motioning to the photographer who captured every moment for posterity. I autographed some gloves and took pictures with each of the kids. I had to admit, by the end of the hour I wasn’t feeling as sorry for myself as I had at the beginning.

  By the time the last set of parents left, I realized Tori looked beat, too. That was frustrating because I knew we needed to talk at some point. I wanted to apologize for being an ass after the charity event, even though I still thought her conspiracy theory was a bit far-fetched.

  Nigel entered the room passing the last kid and waving them out. As soon as he confirmed the coast was clear, he sat down heavily on the bench and loosened his tie. “Fucking chemo kids. Yeah, that’s big news.”

  I frowned. I knew Nigel could be an asshole, but the comment was a new low even for him. “Go easy, Nigel. It wasn’t that bad. Those kids made me feel like a million bucks. I needed that after what happened in the ring.”

  “Too bad it doesn’t translate into actual cash money for your bank account,” Nigel snorted. “Winning is what you get paid for. It’s why people come to these things to begin with, you know. These kiddie stories aren’t what people want to see from you, Shaun.”

  I started to peel off my hoodie and grabbed my stuff for the shower. “It’s a hell of a lot better than people thinking I’m some loose cannon who gets into bar brawls and drugs women to get into their pants.”

  Nigel waved his hand dismissively. “You’re a star athlete and a man with needs. No one is going to fault you for that kind of stuff.”

  I stared at him in disbelief. “Except none of that stuff is true.”

  “Of course not. Of course not,” Nigel said, clearly trying to elicit an empathetic, soothing tone. Instead, he sounded condescending.

  “Not to mention it’s gotten me into trouble with my sponsors, so obviously they care. You don’t know anything about all of that, do you, Nigel?”

  “Like what?”

  I thought about what Tori said. I never even thought about it the way she presented it. It did seem odd the paparazzi were finding me again when my name had been out of the limelight for a while. It did have a ring of being… opportunistic. But I couldn’t believe that Nigel, of all people, would do something like that to me.

  I made a mental note to check into it more when we got home. There were several more fights on this tour. I could only deal with one crisis at a time. Right now, the one I wanted to make peace with was Tori.

  After showering and getting changed, I promised Nigel we’d talk more about the next fight tomorrow and made my way back to the hotel. I slipped the bellhop a twenty earlier in the day to help me find out which room Tori was in, and I felt anxious as I walked to her door.

  I stood outside for a whole minute before finally building up the nerve to knock. She answered a few seconds later, wearing a short cream colored silk robe that showed off her toned calves and thighs. My mind went wild imagining the possibilities of what else was underneath.

  She gathered the ties of the robe more tightly around herself as she frowned at me. “Shaun, what’s wrong?”

  “Can I come in?”

  She eyed me suspiciously. “What’s this about?”

  “Tori, I’m in the middle of a hallway. It’s late. I have something I’d like to say to you and I’d prefer to do it somewhere a bit more private. I promise that once I’ve said my piece, I’ll leave. So, can I please come in?”

  I could see the reluctance in her stance as she cracked the door open wide enough for me to enter. I moved inside and stood awkwardly just on the other side of the threshold facing her. She motioned toward the sofa in the small sitting room. My eyes were drawn to the bed behind the sofa.

  “You might as well come all the way in,” she said.

  Focusing my thoughts on what I wanted to say instead of what we could do in that bed, I moved to the sofa. I settled on the edge of the cushion and waited for her to sit down next to me. Since there weren’t any other options other than the bed behind us, she was forced to join me.

  “What are you doing here, Shaun? You said that I should keep my distance, and I’ve respected that.”

  I played out what I wanted to say so many times in my head, but now that the moment had arrived for me to say the words out loud, I couldn’t remember any of them. But then again, I was left with the only two that mattered. “I’m sorry,” I said quietly.

  She shook her head and gave a mirthless chuckle. “Sorry for what? Sorry for questioning my judgement about my ability to do my job? Or questioning my judgement about you?”

  Being so close, I felt her body tremble. It made me calmer just being near to her. I needed her to let me in. I wanted her to give me a chance. Just one.

  “There might be something going on with the team. I promise I’ll look into it as soon as we get back,” I said. “I didn’t mean to dismiss what you said outright. It just seemed a bit far-fetched, that’s all.”

  “I’m just doing my job, which is looking out for your best interests,” she said.

  I couldn’t help my hand from moving to settle on her knee. When she didn’t immediately move away, I started to rub my thumb along the inside of her kneecap. Touching her skin and feeling its silky softness beneath my fingertips made me want more.

  “What if my best interest right now is seeing where this could go? I’m not going to apologize for being attracted to you, Tori. I feel it. You feel it too. Can’t you see what you’re doing to me?” It was a complete gamble, but I didn’t have a way with words. I was a man of action, so I took her hand and moved it against my crotch. I expected her to slap me or call me out for being an asshole. What I didn’t expect was to feel the twitch of her fingertips through the fabric of my jeans tracing the outline of my cock.

  I tugged on her arm and drew her closer. It was almost as if there was no fight left in her, but her eyes blazed with the same passionate fire I felt.

  “Shaun,” her voice was soft. I loved hearing her say my name. Now I wanted to hear her scream it.

  “No more telling me what you can’t do, Tori,” I said, reaching over and cupping her face. Her eyes locked with mine. “Tell me what you want to do.”

  She said nothing, but I felt her fingers start to explore the bulge of my cock further. She wasn’t saying what she wanted out loud, but she was telling me with her eyes and touch. I leaned across the inches separating us, and the moment I claimed her lips, I heard a soft moan build in the back of her throat.

  My first exploration of her lips was inquisitive and hesitant, but as soon as I knew she wasn’t going to fight it any longer, I moved in closer and pulled her into me. I moved my hips so she could straddle me, and I slipped my arms around her for the first time even as our kiss deepened.

  I didn’t want to push her too hard to fast. That’s why I wanted to show her I was willing to let her take the lead. Once she let go of all of her inhibitions against this happening, I would make sure she didn’t regret it for a second.

  Feeling her squirm on top of me almost pushed me over the edge. I was so hard my cock throbbed. This had been building for weeks, the leash I had on my emotions frayed and about to break. But still, I kept myself in check.

  When her lips opened, my tongue thrust inside with a force I think surprised both of us. She tasted like sweet strawberries and the barest hint of wine. I found her tongue and it turned into a tug of war, one retreating while the other chased. All the while, my hands explored the contours of her sides. My palms splayed against the side of her ribcage as my hands found and tested the weight of her warm mounds.

  I could feel the tig
ht buds of her nipples poking through the thin fabric of her robe. She untied the strings holding it together, the movement caused her to press harder against my crotch, eliciting a deep groan from the depths of my chest.

  “God, you keep doing that and this isn’t going to last long,” I mumbled against her lips, nipping at her lower lip, causing her to moan in turn.

  She broke our kiss and looked down at me. Her hair tumbled against the sides of my face and tickled my neck. She struggled with her decision, her hands gripping my shoulders. I couldn’t let her go now. Every fiber in my body screamed for her, but it had to be her decision.

  “I want you, Shaun,” she finally whispered.

  I wasn’t going to give her a chance to change her mind. I gripped the bottom of her thighs and lifted her up against me as I stood. She gave a small yelp before wrapping her legs around my waist. I reclaimed her lips and moved our joined bodies to the bed.

  Laying her gently down on top, I stood between her legs and drank in the sight of her. It might not have been my bed, but it was close enough. She sat up and shrugged so the sides of her robe fell off her shoulders exposing her soft skin. She shimmied up the hem of the matching nightgown underneath and I helped her pull it up over her head.

  Gently, I pushed her backward and traced a winding trail from the top of her ribcage, through the crevice of her cleavage and down to the waistband of her thin, sheer panties. She was bare underneath and I could see the wetness gathered there between her thighs. She was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.

  Hitching my finger into the waistband, I pulled her panties down, kneeling before her. I pushed her thighs wider so I could take in every inch of her rosebud-colored folds. My mouth watered as I thought about running my tongue across the hardened ridge to suck on her nub. She tried to put her hands there to block my view, but I pushed them away.

  “I want to see all of you,” I said as my eyes scanned up the topography of her body, across the perfectly round mounds of her breasts, up to meet her warm gaze. This was our first time, but I didn’t intend it to be our last. Not by a long shot. We had so many things to explore, Tori and me.

  I felt her body shudder as I ran my hands along the inside of her thighs, but I stopped just before I reached her folds. I inhaled deeply, savoring the honey musk scent combined with her usual sea breeze smell. I felt drunk, but in the best possible way.

  On my knees, I pulled my shirt up over my head and tossed it across the room. A small smile tugged at the corner of Tori’s mouth. I cocked an eyebrow at her. “You are beautiful,” she said with a small sigh.

  Usually I didn’t dig women calling me ‘beautiful,’ but I heard the sincerity in her voice. As long as she was wet for me, I didn’t care what she called me. I stood up and started to unbuckle my belt. She sat back up then and flashed a wicked grin at me, placing her hands over mine to help.

  Fuck, I couldn’t help staring at her lips and imagining them wrapped around my cock. But that would have to wait for another time. Right now I wanted to be inside her more than anything else.

  I let my jeans fall the ground and heard her muted gasp. I went commando most days and enjoyed seeing her eyes widen as she took in my cock for the first time. I wasn’t an ass about it, but it had been remarked on more than one occasion. There was no doubt I was on the well-endowed side. My cock stood at attention, ready to serve.

  Tori licked her lips and reached out. She cupped my balls and I groaned, closing my eyes. My hips thrust forward of their own violation and I lost myself in the sensations of her fingernails lightly scraping the underside of my shaft.

  She moved her other hand around the tip, teasing it, and I felt the warm heat of her breath as she gently blew on it. I gripped her shoulders and dragged her up off the bed against me. “I’ll come in less than a minute if you keep that up.”

  I saw by the grin on her face she knew exactly what she was up to. She was playful in bed. I liked it. Digging my fingertips deep into her veil of hair, I unleashed an onslaught of hungry kisses, devouring her mouth and consuming her moans. She met every one of them with an eagerness that matched mine, pushing up on her toes to get closer.

  Her arms wrapped around my neck. I couldn’t get enough of her soft breasts pressed against the planes of my chest. I reached down to grip a handful of silky ass cheek and pressed her against me. She groaned in response.

  I loved a woman that was vocal in bed, and Tori seemed to have a great deal of potential. I wanted to turn those moans into more. Not breaking the kiss, I reached down far enough to grip the backs of her thighs and pulled her upwards again.

  This time, her legs wrapped around my waist without any protest. I twisted to my side and pressed her up against the wall. Her fingertips dug into my shoulder blades even as I felt the tip of my cock press against her heated, wet hole.

  “I’m clean,” I whispered against her mouth. “You on something?”

  She nodded mutely. That was all the approval I needed. I pressed her hard into the wall pushing her hands up over her head, I thrust deep. Her mouth opened and I took full advantage to mimic the movements of my cock with the onslaught of my tongue.

  “Jesus, baby, you’re so fucking tight,” I groaned. All of the tension of the last couple weeks felt as if it was spiraling off and leaving me. As much as I wanted to make this last, I knew I was practically a goner. My self-control was almost non-existent.

  Moving her body again, I hoisted her onto the dresser next to us so her ass just rode the side of the dresser. She clung to me, and I gripped the back of her head to drag her eyes up to mine. I wanted to see every minute of her pleasure.

  Her arms went behind her to brace against my powerful thrusts. I heard a crash of something breaking behind her, but the sound barely even registered in my consciousness. I was so close, and judging by the expression on Tori’s face, she was too.

  I moved my fingers in between us to her clit and gave it a hard flick. Her head started to loll backward. Her moan turned into a loud gasp, her pussy muscles clenching hard around me. She called out my name as she came apart. “Shaun!”

  Fuck. That was all it took. I felt my release even as I kept my eyes on her, her body shuddering and bucking beneath mine. I spilled my cum inside her and thought how satisfying it was to be buried balls deep in this woman. I wanted her. All of her. I had never felt that way about a woman before, and although the feeling was new, it wasn’t at all unwelcome.

  Chapter Nine

  Tori

  I woke up to the most delicious sensation of soft, warm kisses trailing at the base of my neck.

  It sent tickles of warmth and desire down the nerve endings of my spine and rippled through all parts of my body. Fucking fantastic. As I stretched, two massive hands wrapped around me to cup my breasts and pull me closer to the rock hard body behind me.

  Shaun’s chest muscles weren’t the only things rock hard so early in the morning. I felt his morning wood nestled against my ass cheeks and pushed back a little without thinking. I couldn’t help but grin. I lost track of how many times we went at it the night before. Three? Four? It was a blurry haze of orgasms and muffled pillow talk. Every time I thought I’d close my eyes and sleep, Shaun pursued me with a renewed vigor that sent me over the edge again, and again, and again. I could definitely see how people could get addicted to this kind of thing.

  He nuzzled the side of my neck. “Did you request a wake-up call, Ms. Ellis?” His voice was thick with desire.

  I arched my back against him. His fingers began to twist my nipples just enough to cause a small shot of pain that was followed quickly by pleasure. It was as if he knew just how far he could push that delicate boundary between the two sensations. It was delightful how quickly our bodies had settled into an unspoken rhythm with each other.

  I pretended to look at the clock on the nightstand. “I did, but it appears to be late,” I said, adding a slight huff to my voice.

  Shaun slipped me onto my back. His gaze bore down on my naked
body. “I’m so sorry. Let me see what I can do to make it up to you.” His hands slid down the sides of my body. A moan erupted from me, a sound that seemed to be reserved only for him. Before last night, I’d never heard myself make that noise, but it was commonplace now.

  He pushed opened my thighs with barely a protest from me. When his mouth found my clit, and his tongue started its slow, circular motion around that taut bud of nerves, my hips bucked on their own accord. Shaun hooked his arms under my ass and lifted my hips up for better access.

  I loved the feeling of his strength as it enveloped me. He had proved to be an attentive lover, and this morning was no exception. His eyes were still on me, and I felt powerful knowing all he wanted in return for his lavish attention was for me to have a mind-blowing orgasm. I wasn’t going to disappoint him. I arched my back and tweaked my nipples, which already stood stiff and ready against the cool air.

  Shaun’s tongue made its way down my slit and then back up again as he began to suck on my clit in earnest now. One of his fingers slid deep inside of me, and I moaned again. I heard a muffled groan against my wet folds as I felt my muscles spasm and clench his finger tightly. It was joined by two more, the exquisite sensation of having two of my most sensitive pleasure points stimulated at the same time following, his fingers curling against my inner walls.

  “Shaun, I’m close,” I panted.

  “That’s it, baby,” he whispered. “Open your eyes. Show me how good it feels when I do this to you.”

  I opened my eyes as the waves of pleasure spilled over me, wracking my body in violent shudders. I made several sharp gasps as I tried to draw air into my lungs. My stomach muscles tightened as my orgasm reached its crescendo. My eyes never strayed from his, though.

  Letting out a deep exhale, I finally filled my lungs up as the last few trembles rolled across me. I felt a small sigh of disappointment rise in my throat as his fingers left me. He slid up my body and dropped his weight on top of me as his lips found mine.