ROMANCE: The Bad Boy Meeting (18 page)

“It’s nice to meet you dear. Why don’t you come get a drink with me while Ken gets ready?” It wasn’t a question.

“Um, sure.” I still wasn’t quite sure what was going on. Grace was his boss, and he was getting ready…. Oh wait. I wasn’t going to watch a fight
with
Ken. I was going to watch Ken fight.

My mouth fell open a little as we headed towards the front. The bar was up against the left side of the building, at the back there was a ring set up and a few dozen chairs around it. Two men were already fighting. Blood dripped from one of them.

“What can I get you?” Grace asked from behind the counter.

“Um, just a beer is fine.”

“He didn’t tell you that you were coming here to watch him fight, did he?” She searched my face.

“No.”

A sympatric smile spread across her lips. “He’s one of our best fighters. He’ll be fine.” She handed me my beer and I took a long swig.

“Hey Grace.” A man came up to her. He pulled out his wallet. “Ken’s about to go on, right?”

“Yup. He’s the next fight up.”

“Good! I came just to see him.” 

Oh crap.
I felt my heart drop into my stomach as I realized I was probably at an illegal fight right now. I looked around me. Everyone was well dressed despite the fact that the bar was dingy and there were several punching bags in the back. Everyone seemed more than happy to be here.

I watched as one of the men in the ring fell down. The referee counted until 10 and when he wasn’t able to make it to his feet by then he called the match. My heart pounded in my chest. Grace had said this next one would be Ken’s.

A hush fell over everyone as the two fighters left the ring and the next two came out from the back room. As Two men, one of them Ken in a pair of black shorts, entered the ring everyone cheered. I just stared at him.

I’d seen how large his arms were before but… his abs. he had a perfect 6 pack and his chest was huge and covered in tattoos. It was the kind of chest I wanted to kiss. I swallowed dryly as the two men prepared to fight. The other guy was almost as big as him, with long black hair that was creasy and he wore green shorts. I couldn’t take my eyes off Ken the entire fight.

The way his body move. The way he dodged punches and countered strikes. He won by blocking a kick and delivering a knockout punch. I gasped, my heart jumping into my throat before I could scream my approval.

He bent down beside the referee to make sure the other guy was okay and, once the guy had come back to, Ken helped him towards the back room.

“Why don’t you go back there and say hi?” Grace suggested.

“Are you sure that would be okay?”

“Of course. If anyone tries to tell you otherwise just tell them that Grace sent you back there and tell Ken to come see me before he leaves.”

I nodded as I turned on my heel and headed for the back door we’d entered when we first got here.

“That was good fight tonight.” He gasped.

“Sorry about that right hook.”

He shrugged it off and laughed softly. “I don’t fight you so you can be sorry man.”

As we approached his small change room he took his weight off me. “I’ll be fine. Quit looking so sorry.”

I turned my face away from him so he wouldn’t see just how worried I was. “I know, I know. You heal quickly. Just be careful would ya?”

“You’re one to talk.” He snorted as he pushed his door open and stepped inside.

“Hey!” She called from behind me.

I spun to face her. Her heels clinked against the floor as she made her way down the stairs by the back door and towards me. I closed the distance between her and held my hand out to support her as she took the last step off the stairs. “What are you doing down here?”

“Grace sent me.”

He grinned. “Well come on. I’ve just got to change and then we can head out.”

“She wants to see you before you leave.”

“She always does.”

“Why?”

“To pay me. I’m one of her fighters which means I take part of the commission she makes on the tickets and then I get a small percentage of the bar money.”

“And this affords you two cars?”

“Four actually.” I turned to see her reaction. She looked lost, confused, and in shock.

“You have four cars?”

“Three cars and a truck.” I nodded as we entered my small change room.

“Wow.”

“And no, this doesn’t afford it. This is just fun for me. I’m a welder by trade. That is what affords me three cars and a truck.” I glanced around the room for somewhere to change out of her sight. Didn’t find anywhere so I just grabbed my pants and slipped out of my shorts. I was utterly aware of her eyes on my ass, or maybe they were on the tattoo on my lower cave. 

“I was thinking we could leave tonight.”

“I need to do a little research then we can leave.”  

“You can do your research on the plane.”

“Excuse me.” I turned to face her as I slipped into a muscle shirt. Her face was bright red as she stared at the ground. Slowly she glanced up. She bit her lower lip.

My eyes traced over her body. Her bare legs up to the hem of her skirt, her blue shirt that accented her breasts. I swallowed dryly stepping closer to her.

Her eyes locked on mine as she straightened herself.

A fight always got my blood pumping, it gave me a chance to let loose and let my wolf side have some fun but the only issue was that when it ended the wolf didn’t want to go away. It took me hours to get myself back under control and right now, with her in front of me, I wasn’t sure the wolf would be controlled at all.

* * * *

I refused to look away from him as he stepped closer to me. Seconds ago we’d been talking about the job, about taking a plane, now it all felt… so pointless. I stared at him, my eyes running over his body. My stomach fluttered as I saw what I’m sure was a hard on. I stepped closer to him. “Then you’ll be a client.” I didn’t realize how low my voice was until those words came out. “And I don’t date clients.”

I reached out and touched his chest. A soft moan passed through my lips as my fingers traced over his muscles, trying to memorize every inch of them.

He grabbed my hips, slid the hem of my shirt up just enough so that his fingers were touching my skin and pulled me close to him.

I gasped as his lips crashed against mine. He pulled me tighter into his arms, my hands reaching up for his hair and my fingers tangling into his hair finding the perfect home. His kiss was aggressive. My teeth grazed his lower lip gently as he pressed his body against me, guiding me to the wall. I felt my back hit it as he pulled away from me. His eyes searched my face. “I want you.” He whispered.

My heart pounded in my ears. This was a bad idea. It was worse than dating a client. “I want you too.” I whispered before I even realized it.

He pressed himself against me, his lips crashing against mine again. I moaned as one hand traced over the curves of my body and into my hair. He pulled my neck gently to the side placing feathery soft kisses on every inch of skin he could touch.

My hands left his hair and traced down his large frame.
God I hope other parts of him are just as large.

They sure as hell felt it. I massaged him from outside of his pants.

He let out a growl of pleasure. I popped the button on his jeans.

He froze. 

I stopped and stared at him as he pulled away from me.

“I can’t do this.” He whispered stepping away from me.

What?! “Why?”

How could he do this to me?

“I… You,” He looked around the room. “You deserve… a nice room. Not a smelly changing room. I can’t um, take you in here AJ.”

That’s what this is about?
I snorted. “You want to have sex with me somewhere nicer?” I confirmed.

“Yes.” He sounded slightly embarrassed.

“Well,” I stepped towards him, wrapped my arms around him and placed a soft kiss on his lips. “I don’t care where you take me, but have it your way. We can do it somewhere nice.”

I felt the smile spread over his lips as he returned my kiss. “So you’ll come away with me tonight?”

“Fine, but sleeping with me won’t get you a discount.”

He laughed. “I wouldn’t dream of trying to scam you out of your full pay.”

I wasn’t sure how to react to that. He just grinned as he pulled away from me and made his way towards the door.

“You have
got
to be shitting me.”

Ken laughed. “Nope.”

“You own three cars, a truck
and
a plane?” This was stupid. “Being a welder makes you this much money?”

“Sort of.” I was good with my money. I wasn’t like some rich jerk that could call his daddy whenever he needed money. I turned to her. She looked utterly confused as we climbed into the plane. I couldn’t help the grin that spread over my face. “AJ, how many millionaires do you know who use coupons for almost everything they own? Or thrift shop for most of their clothes and never buy a brand new car?”

“I… I don’t know any millionaires.” I stammered.

“You do now.” His eyes sparkled as he made his way towards a seat. “Come sit, the pilot will be ready to take off soon.”

I dropped down across from him. “Wait. You’re a millionaire?”

“Yea.” He said it so casually.

“Holy shit.” I let out a deep breath as I looked around. I was in a privet plane across from a millionaire and he was taking me to California. This sounded like something out of some lame movie.

“But like I said; there is a misconception that we all just throw our money around like its nothing. I save my money better than people I know who are on welfare.” He shrugged.

“You really use coupons?”

“Of course! And I buy in bulk when things are on sale, and stock pile. I love having a stock pile of food, though that could just be the control freak in me. I like to be ready for anything.”

“I can tell. Why would you do it though? I mean, you don’t need to worry about money so why be so careful with it?”

“Because, the less I spend on life expenses the more I have to play with.”

“And that’s how you could afford a plane?”

“And four cars.” He nodded once.

Wow.

I sat back trying to take it all in. My arms crossed over my chest as I watched him. He was sexy and clearly smart so what was he doing with me? Why did he want to have sex with me?

My heart jumped into my chest. He wanted to have sex with me. My pulse raced. He smirked across from me as if he’d been reading my mind.

“I was thinking when we get to California we can go right to the hotel. It will be morning by the time we get there and I assume you want to do your work at night, right?”

“Right.” I nodded my mouth suddenly dry.  I couldn’t wait to get there.

* * * *

“You’re sure you don’t want your own room?”

“I’m sure. It makes more sense this way. That way we are close for plotting, and if I have any questions about your research.”

When I said it out loud it almost sounded like I wasn’t just getting the same room so we could have sex.
Just once.
Just one time, to get a taste for him and then I’ll be done with it. Once we we’re done I can get started on the case and then he’s off limits. Already I wasn’t sure I could do it.
AJ, you’re a strong girl you can do whatever you put your mind to…. So I guess the question is: Will I put my mind to it?

Ken lay my suitcase down on the bed further away from the door.

“Thanks. You really didn’t have to carry that.”

“I know.” He padded around the room. I made my way over to the window. We were at the back of the building, on the 7
th
floor and in the corner. That way we only had one room beside us to worry about. It was the safest thing we could have gone with.

“So, anything we need to go over?”

“Not until you get over here.” He pointed in front of him. My heart raced as I turned away from the window. I glanced at him, unable to make eye contact with him as I made my first step. The next seven steps were a lot easier to take but that didn’t mean I wasn’t a little panicked.

When I reached him he pulled me into his arms, into a deep kiss. A moan escaped me as I felt him press himself against me, his boner already visible through his jeans. I undid his jeans the second I could. He let out a deep breath pushing me down onto the bed. He crawled on top of me; his lips touched my neck softly. His hands slipped up my shirt. Goose bumps rose over my skin as his warm hands touched my body. I moaned, my eyes locking on him.

His stare was intense and powerful. He pulled away from me. “Take your shirt off.” He demanded.

I did as I was told, my tossed my shirt onto the ground. “Your turn.” I stared at him waiting. He did as he was told, slowly slipping his shirt over his head and letting it fall on the ground beside the bed. “You like what you see?”

“So much.” I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him towards me. Our lips locked again, his teeth grazed my lower lip seconds before his tongue slipped into my mouth. I moaned, my hips rising to meet his. He let out a deep breath of pleasure.

My hand ran down his chest and slipped down his pants. He grinned as I reached down there, my fingers curled around his cock and I rubbed. Ken gasped, his eyes rolling back a little. He pulled away from me and pushed my skirt over my hips. His mouth lowered to my uppermost thigh.

I gasped as I felt his hot breath against my pussy. He pushed my panties out of the way and his tongue slipped through my folds. I moaned, my fingers tangling into his hair as I watched him. He glanced up at me, a grin spread across his face as his tongue slipped into me.

Oh god I was already so close. I pulled away from him. He grinned coming closer to me. I rolled onto my hands and knees in front of him. My tongue reached out, softly touching the tip of his cock before I slid it into my mouth.

Ken let out a deep breath, his fingers tangling into my hair.

I moaned taking him into my mouth as much as I could. I strived to take him all in. Ken pushed into me a little further, my gag reflex kicked in but I ignored it as he pulled away from me and pushed back forward. Hs eyes locked on me, watching my every reaction to the way he pushed his cock into my mouth, making sure he didn’t hurt me. I moaned taking him deeper into my mouth. Ken’s fingers tightened in my hair, I moaned louder as he pumped in and out of me. My moans grew louder and louder.

I grabbed his hips pulling me closer to him. His eyes rolled back as he pushed into me as deep as he could. I felt his cock hit the back of my throat before I had to pull away from him, choking on his pure size.

“Are you okay?” He reached out and touched my shoulder. I nodded. “I’m sorry, did I hurt you?”

“No. I’m fine.” I flashed him a smile. “Now, why don’t we get back to what we were doing?”

“No,” His lips touched mine. “You’ve pleased me enough for now. It’s your turn to have a little fun.” He pushed me down against the bed.

“But I was having fun!” I protested, unsure of how much foreplay I’d actually be able to take. I wanted my first orgasm with him to be from his cock inside me.

His lips traced their way from my ankle to my thigh, placing careful kisses on every inch of my skin they could reach. So soft I could hardly feel them. I moaned as he spread my legs a little, his warm hands running up my thing and to the hem of my panties.

The lace undergarments slid down my legs and got tossed onto the ground somewhere. I watched his every move. The way his muscles flexed as his lips slowly made their way higher and higher. Right to the spot I wanted them to be. I moaned as I felt his wet tongue against my pussy.

Slipping past folds and into me.

“Oh yes.”

Ken’s tongue slipped out of me and touched my clit before he pulled away.

I sat up watching him as he made his way over to the small carryon bag he’d said he always kept on the plane. He packed light I had to give him that.

He unzipped the front pouch and pulled two things out. A small container and a condom. I raised an eyebrow as he came back to me and popped the lid off the container. The second the lid was off all I could smell was coconut.

“What is that?”

“Coconut oil.” I stared at him in shock. He planned on putting that… “It’s a great lubrication, not that you need it.” He grinned. He dipped his fingers into the container and pulled out a small amount of the liquid.

I gasped as the cold lub touched me. A moan escaped me as the Ken spread the moisture over my flesh. A finger slipped into me and wiggled around. I gasped arching towards him.

“Oh god.” He slipped another finger into me. Stroke. Stroke. Stroke.

“Please.” I whispered. I couldn’t take it any longer.

Ken’s grin widened as he slipped his fingers out of me and tore the condom wrapper. I watched as he slipped it over his cock. I spread my legs as he settled down between them. His lips touched mine as he pushed into me gently. I gasped feeling him fill me up completely. “Oh yes.” I moaned my fingers tracing over his muscles. “Fuck me Ken, fuck me fast and hard.”

“Anything you say.” He whispered against my lips. He pulled away and slammed into me. I gasped my eyes rolling back.

“Oh yes!”

He slammed into me harder and faster. His eyes rolled back already. 

He was just as close as I was. My nails dug into him as I closed my eyes, letting my body take in every ounce of pleasure. He slammed into me faster, faster, faster.
Oh god yes.
One of his hands grabbed mine, pinning me down against the bed as he squeezed my hand gently. My eyes flickered open just long enough so see the affection in his. Then everything went black.

My free hand drifted down my body to my clit. I massaged in rhythm to his every thrust. He came faster and harder, I rubbed faster. I gasped as he slammed into me letting out a gasped of pleasure.

“Fuck,” He slammed into me again and again.

His single word was enough to send me over the edge. I gasped as everything went fuzzy and pleasure overwhelmed me. 

“Oh fuck yes.” I moaned, my body twitching and my hips rising to meet his every thrust. My hips writhed against him as I gasped for breath; everything was still fuzzy as pleasure ran from my head to my curled toes.

He slammed into me one more time, a louder breath escaping him. My fingers softened against my clit and my body began to relax a little. Then a little more.

I lay there gasping for breath. Ken lowered himself onto me. His lips touched my cheek as he pulled me into his arms and held me tightly just like that.

After a couple minuets he pulled away from me. He slipped the condom off and threw it in the garbage before slipping into a pair of pajama pants and crawling back into bed with me. I gave him a weak smile, my eyes closing for a fraction of a second as he pulled the blankets over us and pulled me into his arms.

Apparently we were going to be sharing a bed tonight.