His smile flashes at me from the ring, and very clearly, his two dimples tell me how much he enjoys leaving me in a puddle of love and longing. I lick my lips, and I can still taste the sexy fucker, which only makes my nipples bead and my sex swell with complete possessiveness of him.Īs his next opponent is called up to fight, Remington flexes the muscles of his arms, down to the tips of his fingers. “Holy shit, I want to do that ten ways till Sunday. He presses his lips to my forehead for a fraction of a second, and then he heads back to the ring in that graceful way he walks, relaxed and almost ambling.
“Don’t be,” he roughly tells me as he looks down at my kissed mouth and appreciates his handiwork for a moment. My stomach spins as he forces my lips apart, and when his tongue flashes, hot, damp, and powerful, to take a quick and heady taste of me, I trap back my moan. He does it slowly, from corner to corner, and then, because he seems to think he owns this mouth, he swoops down and takes it. His eyes are at half-mast as he surveys my mouth. He doesn’t laugh, but he smiles a smile that sparkles in his blue eyes as he slides his fingers up the side of my throat, then I feel the pad of his thumb gently stroke across the flesh of my bottom lip. “You’re jealous,” he says in that deep, toe-curling voice of his.
He walks up to me, the smile on his face telling me he thinks he’s all that. He looks up at me as he releases her, and then, in that lithe way he moves that reminds me of large deadly cats, he swings down from the ring.Ĭomplete stillness settles over the arena until all I can hear is my heartbeat. I laugh, but then a snake of jealousy curls around my gut. He buzzes his lips across her knuckles, and she begins to scream hysterically. Remington seems to take pity on her and seizes her hand.
“Riptide, please, oh, please let me touch you!” A screaming woman runs to the edge of the ring, stretching her hand through the ring ropes toward him. The ringmaster yanks up Remy’s arm in victory.Īnd although the entire arena screams his name, his dancing blue eyes immediately come to me, and my whole body starts to ache in every single place. “One fucking punch! He’s back! HE’S BACK!!! Men and women, girls and fucking boys, I give you tonight, your one and only Riiiptide!!! RIPtiiiiide!!” “ONE PUNCH, ladies and gentlemen!” the voice yells through the speakers. Pete jumps to his feet and pumps his fist in the air.
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