Chapter 14
Evie
One week in Vegas, and I never want to go back. Every day with Torch gets better and better. I don’t think I’ve ever been so happy as I’ve been over the last six days. But right now… my stomach is twisted up in knots. I’ve never been so sick with nerves.
Tonight, he goes up against the two biggest, most dangerous fighters there are.
And the worst part is, I’ve been taking all his time and attention this last week, so he hasn’t been able to train or get primed for the fight.
He says all the sex we’ve been having is workout enough, but I’m not buying it.
“What’s that look for, princess?”
“I don’t like the idea of you getting hurt tonight.”
I’m terrified this may be the last time I get to cuddle with him in bed. I’ve watched the videos of the two he’ll be fighting and they’re ruthless.
“I promise I won’t get hurt, baby. I’ve done this so many times. Why do you think they call me The Exterminator?” He kisses the end of my nose. “Because I squash them all like bugs.”
It’s easy for him to feel confident about his chances, but they’re both bigger than him. One of them bit a man’s jugular out. I wish I had never seen that video. I’m even more terrified now.
“I can’t help being nervous. I don’t want the man I love getting killed.”
“The man you what?” He jerks back. Darn it. I didn’t mean to say that part out loud. We’ve only been together for a week. I don’t want to scare him off with the L word. “Say it again, baby. I want to make sure I heard you right.”
I guess it’s too late now. I’ve already revealed what I feel for this man and there’s no erasing it.
“I can’t help it, Torch. You’re just so amazing, and sweet. And you make me feel normal and special at the same time. I can’t help that I’m falling so fast. I…”
“No.” He shakes his head, gripping my chin. “I want to hear the words again, Ev.” He shifts, pressing me onto my back, his eyes staring down. “Tell me the part about me being the man you love.”
“I love you,” I breathe, feeling a nervous flutter in my stomach. “There, are you happy? I’m in love with you, Torch.”
“Yes.” He smiles. “I’m very happy. Because I’m head over heels in love with you, too, baby.
I’d been biting my tongue every moment, not wanting to frighten you off.
Not wanting to come on too strong since you just got out of a long-term relationship.
But now, I wished I’d said it sooner. I wish I had told you last night.
Babe, seeing you with my mom… laughing with my dad…
it had me picturing our future together.
Dinners with the family. Holidays with our kids.
Our wedding day. And I wanted it all so fucking much.
I want you, Evie. I want everything with you, baby. ”
The tears slip down my cheeks. I’ve never felt so wanted or loved in my life. And he doesn’t just love me for my last name. This man won’t even let me pay for anything. He insists on taking care of me. He takes better care of me than my dad ever did.
“I want it too, Torch. I don’t ever want to let you go.”
“That’s good, baby. That’s so fucking good.
” He wipes the tears from my cheeks, holding me so gently, looking at me so lovingly.
“You can rest assured that I’ll be walking out of that ring a victor tonight, because there’s not a chance in hell I’m leaving my girl.
Okay? I promise you I’m going to win, and then you and I are starting our life together. ”
“I’m going to hold you to that, mister.”
He places a kiss on my lips and then takes it deeper. His tongue demanding more. His hands running over my breasts, squeezing, pinching. My pussy has been used and abused by that big cock, but I’m already aching for more.
“Need you one more time for good luck,” he breathes, kissing down my neck, licking over my nipple and sucking it between his lips. “Or maybe a few more times.”
“I’m happy to be your good luck charm.” I push on his shoulders, forcing him onto his back.
I want to give him another reason to survive the fight tonight.
I want to leave him craving me. I kiss my way down his chest, down the trail of hair, licking up his shaft.
Around his thick head. I swallow it down as deep as I can.
“Shit, baby. Your mouth is so good. I’m going to be thinking of this throat as I’m punching my opponent in his.”
I swallow him deeper, using my hand to stroke the rest. His salty musk hits my tongue, and I lick it up—begging for more. Sucking faster. Suctioning harder.
My hair gets tugged in his grip as he lets out a low groan.
“My naughty girl has such a big appetite for my dick. I’m going to come down this throat and then I’m going to make you ride my tongue.”
I eagerly drink him down, licking all around his head, so hungry for his orgasm. So greedy for his groans. I’ve never been this interested in sex. But that’s the effect of this man. He makes me want to be so dirty for him.
“It’s my turn now, babe. You need to crawl on up here, so I can lick you clean.”
Nothing better happen to this man tonight. Please keep him safe for I am madly in love with all parts of him. Especially his tongue.