The Fighting Series Boxset

by Ash, Nikki

Don’t get me wrong. I have had orgasms with the guys I have been with but I have had to walk them through it and it hasn’t been anything worth applauding over. The foreplay has been decent and it’s enough that if the guy can’t handle finishing the job, I am at least turned on enough to finish it off myself. But looking at Bentley I wonder if maybe I have been with all the wrong guys… The man screams sex.

  Once the introductions are done, Bentley comes up to me and asks me to dance. I follow behind him to the small dance floor in the VIP section. The music is pumping to the fast rhythm of The Black-Eyed Peas Boom Boom Pow. I turn away from Bentley and back my ass up against him at the same time that he brings his hands to my waist and rubs his dick all over my ass in a pulsating motion to the music. This guy definitely has some moves. I once read a man that can dance is good in bed. Let’s hope it’s true.

  The mix morphs into Mariah Carey’s Obsessed and I turn around to face Bentley. His eyes are glossed over with lust as I move closer to him and we dance so close it’s as if we are fucking with our clothes on. His knee comes up the middle of my thighs to separate my legs causing my dress to rise up. His leg rubs up against my sex through my panties, the friction completely turning me on. It has never felt like this before and we haven’t even done anything. My arms wrap around his neck and his face nuzzles into my hair while he slowly continues to grind that sensitive area between my legs.

  The song ends and I need a breather. I am so hot and if I don’t back up I might end up making him take me in the bathroom and that would be an absolute travesty because a quickie against a sink would not do this man justice at all. I am pretty sure I am going to need hours with him before I am ready to move on. And I will move on, because I always do. You can think what you want about me, but the fact is while you are getting your heart broken time and again, my heart is perfectly intact, and it’s going to damn well stay that way.

  The rest of the night is spent with Liz and me doing shots of top shelf vodka and dancing on top of the table while Bentley and Cooper watch us from below. Eventually everybody is ready to go and I am seriously praying Bentley is having the same thoughts as me. While I am definitely feeling good, we have danced more than we have drank so I know I won’t have a hangover in the morning.

  My prayers are answered when Bentley comes over to me and whispers into my ear. “I want you in my bed tonight, naked, legs spread, wet just for me.” Chills go down my spine and he chuckles knowingly at what he is doing to me. He doesn’t ask, he demands. I need to be careful with this guy. I always hold the ball in my court. The minute the guy is in control, he will use you and leave you high and dry. I’ve learned my lesson and won’t ever let that happen again. I make sure to remain calm, cool, and collected at all times.

  “I have to make sure it’s ok with my friend first. You know how it is; Sisters before misters.” I give him a wink and walk away from him to speak to Liz, swaying my hips just a little more knowing he is watching me walk away.

  When I get over to her, she is cuddling up with Cooper and I am genuinely happy for her. She never lets loose like this. “Hey sexy,” I say to get her attention and she laughs at my flirting.

  “Would it be ok if I went back to Bentley’s hotel with him? I will completely understand if you don’t want me to. I don’t want to leave you hanging.”

  She sighs and says, “No, it’s ok. You can go…”

  “But?” The thing about being best friends for more than half our life is that we know what each other is thinking.

  “No, buts… I just don’t want you to do anything you might regret.”

  “Like what? Fall in love?” I snort out the last part.

  “No, I know you won’t fall in love, Kayla. It’s just that it’s one thing to sleep with the guys from high school but this guy is older and way more experienced. I just want you to be safe.” And that’s why she is my best friend. No judgment at all. She just cares.

  “I promise I will be careful.” She nods her head saying ok and we all head down to the awaiting SUV.

  Bentley and I both get into the third row and I whisper to him that I am down to go back with him. His face lights up with a bright smile that makes my stomach get butterflies. What the hell? I don’t do butterflies. I need to get my shit in check and fast. This is a one-night stand. I have done this several times. This is no different.

  After dropping off Liz – And Cooper, because he ended up staying with her, which is a conversation we will definitely be having tomorrow – We head to the hotel the guys are staying at. It’s down the street from Liz and my resort but even nicer. We get to the top floor, which is the penthouse, and Kaden and Caleb go to their rooms leaving us alone.

  “Would you like a drink?” Bentley points to the mini fridge full of bottles of liquor.

  “No, thank you.”

  He closes the gap between us and twisting his fingers into my hair brings my face up to his. He leans in closer and in a soft voice says, “I have never done this before. What are you doing to me?”

  Before I can even process what he means he begins to kiss me and my mind goes blank. His tongue hits my lips and they automatically part for him, granting him full access. At the same time his other hand comes down around me to grab my ass pulling my body into his. I let out a small groan and it spurs him on.

  Never taking his mouth off mine, he moves his hand from my hair and with both hands now on my ass, he lifts me up continuing to lay soft kisses on my collarbone. My thighs close around his waist and my ankles lock around his back. I feel a bit dizzy but I am nowhere near drunk, at least not from the alcohol. I am drunk off this man and his touch. I have never felt like this before and I am not quite sure if this is a good thing. As he walks us to his room, Kaden comes back out of his, and gives us a smile of approval. I lock eyes with Bentley and my heartbeat quickens. I need to stop these feelings. I don’t do feelings. How the hell can this man do this to me so quickly?

  I am suddenly nervous. The lusting brewing between Bentley and I is stifling and I don’t know if my heart can handle spending the night with him. As a last-ditch effort to protect myself, I turn my head to Kaden and ask, “Wanna join us?” Bentley’s whole body goes rigid and he growls out a “I don’t fucking think so!”

  Before Kaden can even respond the door is slammed closed and all I can hear is loud laughter coming from the main room.

  Bentley drops me onto the bed on my back and looks at me like I just committed a murder. I try to hide my smile by biting down on my lower lip but I don’t think I do a good enough job because he raises his eyebrows and says, “Woman, you think that shit is funny? You think I won’t be enough that you need two men to please you? Fuck that! When I am done with you, you won’t even be able to walk straight for a week.”

  Without giving me a chance to answer his question, he lowers his body down to mine and begins to kiss me with what seems like every ounce of built up passion in him. My tongue enters his mouth and he sucks on it, tasting me. His hand moves to my breast and he attempts to tweak my nipple through my clothes. When he sees how thick the dress and bra are, he puts our kiss on hold, gets up on his knees, and slides my dress over my shoulders and down my body. I lift to help him out and he slides the dress as well as my panties the rest of the way down.

  My strapless bra opens from the front and with two fingers he expertly pops the clasp open. The two cups fall separately on each side, leaving my breasts open for him. I am completely naked under this man. His eyes move down my body slowly. He swallows hard and then his eyes lock with mine.

  “You are fucking gorgeous.” It isn’t the words but the way he says them that send chills down my spine. It suddenly feels extremely hot in here to the point I feel like I can’t even breathe. Nobody has ever looked at me like he is doing in this moment. It is almost like I am everything to him. But that can’t be possible because we just met.

  “It seems like there is a bit of an imbalance,” I say trying to play it cool. I haven’t felt this vulnerable in
front of a guy since Jake, and we all know how well that turned out.

  He chuckles and then with one hand pulls his shirt up over his head. Hot damn he is a sight to see. While he looked sexy as hell dressed in his blue and yellow plaid collared shirt and jeans that hugged the curves of his ass just right, Bentley without a shirt on is a whole different ball game. His pecks look like they are carved from stone, and as I lower my eyes to his abs I begin to count: two, four, six, EIGHT! Eight goddamn pack of abs. I quickly do a recount to make sure I’m not seeing things, and I’m not. This man is definitely sporting an eight-freaking-pack of abs. I look over him again and notice his body is clean. Not a single tattoo on him. His skin is a beautiful golden brown and I get this overwhelming need to lick down his body starting from his neck all the way to that gorgeous V that meets the top of his white boxers which are partially hidden by his jeans.

  “Take off the rest,” I say and nod towards the rest of the clothes I want him to remove. He sits back and unbuttons his jeans and then maneuvers them and his boxers off him, throwing them to the side of the bed.

  He gets back up to a kneeling position and his dick springs up with him. I can’t take it any longer. I need to touch this man. I sit up and grab ahold of his cock forcing him to move closer to me. He realizes what I am about to do and tries to stop me.

  “Wait, baby. Let me please you first.”

  He doesn’t realize what his words do to me. They chisel away at the ice chunks covering my heart scaring the shit out of me. Nobody has ever put me first, and this guy can’t be the one to do it now. This is a fucking one-night stand!

  With my legs, straight out in front of me, I pull him towards me not giving him a choice. He looks confused but moves over me like I want, setting one knee on either side of me. I grab his hard length and begin to stroke it. I lick my lips readying myself to take him, and then place my mouth right around his hardness taking him all the way down my throat.

  “Oh, fuck. Kayla.” He moans my name over and over again as I rotate between licking and sucking his hard length. Please don’t judge what I am about to admit. Well… actually… fuck it, judge all you want. What the hell do I care? There is nothing better tasting than a cock. I love it in my mouth, on my tongue, down my throat. The taste of the pre-cum alone gets me wet. I love the feel of figuratively holding a guy by his balls. I hold all the power and it feels damn good.

  While I continue to fuck him with my mouth, he takes my nipples between his fingers and pulls and tugs and pinches them so hard it is almost painful, but damn it feels so good. I moan around his cock and he must feel the vibration because the pre-cum on my tongue multiplies telling me he is getting close.

  “You like that?” He asks. He continues to pinch and pull my nipples causing my core to drip wet. I squeeze my thighs together hoping to find some relief but it’s not doing anything. I have a feeling the only relief I will find is from this man’s cock inside of me.

  I am torn, though. I want it in me, yet I really want him to come in my mouth. Decisions. Decisions.

  Bentley looks into my eyes and says, “Fuck, Kayla your mouth feels so good.” And the decision has been made.

  I begin to work him harder and faster. The saliva his dick and my mouth has created allows me to slide him in and out of my mouth like it would in my pussy. I take one hand and cup his balls with enough force that it massages him but not too much that it would hurt him. This is his undoing. He twists my hair into his fingers and begins relentlessly fucking my mouth.

  “Kayla, baby, I am going to come in your mouth…” Bentley warns me. I don’t stop though. “Holy shit, I’m coming.” He finishes his sentence almost incoherently as he begins to shake and groan out his release. His seed begins to shoot straight down my throat and I swallow it all. When it stops, so does Bentley. He attempts to back up and remove his dick from my mouth but I grab ahold of his ass to keep him in me. I lock eyes with him while I gently suck him clean until I feel him going soft, and then I release him from my mouth.

  He doesn’t wait before he is moving to a lie down position on his stomach and sticking his tongue right between my legs. It happens so quickly I startle. I can feel him chuckling at my reaction but he doesn’t say a word. His tongue never moves from my clit. He licks and sucks and pulls on it with his teeth.

  Out of habit I go to tell him what to do to get me off but before I can say a word he takes a finger and puts it into me hitting a spot I never knew existed—this must be the infamous g-spot I have heard of but never experienced firsthand—causing my body to almost convulse on the spot.

  Remember when Liz warned me he is not like the high school guys? Well, she was right about that. This guy is not like the high school boys at home that I have wasted my time on. This guy knows what he is doing, and at this rate I won’t have to lock myself in the bathroom to finish my orgasm off myself like I have to do half the time with the other guys I have been with. Thank God, he is nothing like the high school boys!

  He continues to finger me while his tongue massages my clit. He adds another digit and within a few seconds I feel the overload of sensations hitting me all at once and the next thing I know I am going dizzy, experiencing the biggest orgasm I have ever felt to date. I swear I almost black out. Bentley doesn’t let up until I begin to come down and with one last lick he moves his lips to the top of my pussy and gives it a wet kiss.

  He looks up at me and gives me the most adorable boyish grin, and in this moment if I believed in love, I could see myself so easily falling for this man. But I don’t believe in love, so it doesn’t matter. This was just sex, technically oral sex but just sex nonetheless. And that’s how it will stay. Just sex.

  He licks my wetness off his lips and says, “Woman, you taste unbelievable. I am going to need another taste of that later. But for now, let’s shower, and by the time we are done I should be ready to go another round.”

  He doesn’t have to tell me twice. I jump up from the bed and follow his tight sexy ass to the shower.

  He turns it on and once it’s warm enough we both get in. I reach for the soap as he grabs my hand and brings it up to his lips to give it a soft kiss.

  “You are beautiful, Kayla.”

  “You already got me in bed. No need for the compliments.” I laugh it off but his expression looks serious and it’s making me nervous. I don’t do feelings.

  “You. Are. Beautiful.” He takes my face in his hands and bends down slightly to kiss me softly. The water is spraying on us but because of his height, it’s mostly just hitting his back.

  I wrap my arms around his neck and he grabs me by my ass and pushes me into the wall of the shower. He continues to kiss me with such vigor that I feel like he is devouring my mouth with his. My body is igniting and I want more. I have never wanted more before. I attempt to reach down with one hand to find his dick but he stops kissing me.

  “Woman, you are going to be the death of me. I have never wanted someone like I want you. I don’t ever do one-night stands. What are you doing to me?”

  I don’t answer him. I ignore what he is insinuating. This conversation has the prospect of getting deep and I am not about to let that happen. Instead I tap his hands to let me down. I grab the soap and begin to wash his body, starting from his neck and moving my way down. While I am washing him, he grabs my nipples and pinches.

  “Hey!” I laugh out.

  “Sorry, I thought I was losing my balance. I grabbed ahold of the first thing I could to keep me upright.”

  I chuckle at his comment thankful he is letting the serious shit go. Once I am done washing him I take the soap to wash myself. He takes the bottle from my hands and then turns me around to face the wall. He begins massaging my neck and after a few minutes moves down to my arms. It feels so relaxing I let out a slow moan.

  When he gets to my ass he rubs circles on my ass cheeks and then gets closer to me as he begins to wash my sex. He brushes his fingers over my clit causing me to tense up. I feel his cock on my back and I
know he is ready. I rub my ass up against it to tease him and he groans into my ear sending shivers down my spine.

  Finding his cock with my hand I begin to stroke it while he keeps one hand on my clit and the other he moves up to wrap around my waist holding us close.

  “I want you right now,” I whisper.

  He tenses up. “I can’t use a condom in here. Let’s move this to the bed.”

  What the fuck was I thinking? Was I seriously about to let this guy fuck me in the shower without a condom on? Yeah, I am on birth control but still. He is making me crazy. I need to get my emotions in check. This is not like me at all.

  We wash off our bodies, step out of the shower, and before I can even grab a towel I am over Bentley’s shoulder being carried to the bed. He drops me on the soft mattress and I get a good look at his wet, sexy-as-fuck body. He sees me checking him out but instead of calling me out he climbs up my body and hovers over me.

  He stares at me for a beat and then says, “I don’t know if I will ever get enough of you. I might just need to keep you awhile longer.”

  “Uh-uh handsome. Tonight, is all we have,” I say pulling him closer to me.

  His jaw clenches for a second. “We’ll see about that.”

  Before I can say another word, his lips are on mine. I can feel his hard cock pressing against me and I lose the fight inside me to argue.

  Two

  Kayla

  When Bentley said, I wouldn’t be able to walk straight for a week, he wasn’t kidding. I wake up to the sound of huffing and puffing causing me to sit straight up wondering what the heck is going on. My body feels stiff and sore like I worked out for hours… well, technically I did. After the first time Bentley and I made… I mean had sex, we both fell asleep, and then he woke me up in the early morning to go another round. The man is insatiable. I have never met anybody who could keep up with my sexual appetite yet he has given me a run for my money.

  This is the first time I have ever spent the night with a man and I am hoping he doesn’t regret it. After what happened with Jake, I have made sure to never put myself in a vulnerable position again. I choose when and where to have sex and I always make sure I am the first one to leave. I will never be made a fool of again.