Dirty Fighter: A Bad Boy MMA Romance (25 page)

E
ven with the
glow of the low lights outside of the track, the darkness made it almost impossible for me to look into Desmond’s eyes. I could feel them watching me though as I turned and wrapped myself around his body.

He pulled me closer to him, the blanket tossed carelessly over us. I knew he was aroused; I could feel his shaft as it pushed against my leg. I wanted to reach down and grab it but the night was still young.

His finger traced my face, then moved down my jaw to my neck and over the tops of my breasts. My chest was rising and falling, the cool of the night causing my nipples to harden and show through the thin top.

Pulling away for a moment, he took the blanket edge I was grasping from my hands and smoothed it over our legs. With our hands now free, I watched him as he trailed his fingertips down over my top. His lips followed suit as he brushed them over my nipples, pulling on them gently as I moaned softly. The sound made him shudder with desire as his shaft flexed against me, raising my desire to a higher level.

Desmond leaned in and kissed me then, his mouth brushing against my own soft lips. His hands cupped my generous breasts, squeezing me just enough to elicit another moan. When his fingers flicked over my tightened nipples, my body visibly shuddered against him. Our kiss intensified, his tongue pushing into my open mouth, tangling with my own.

I gripped at his neck, pulling him closer to my body. Again, I groaned loudly against his lips as he moved one hand to twist it in my hair, the other hand still busy, flicking back and forth over my sensitive bud. I turned a bit, exposing my other breast to him. Understanding immediately, he started to go back and forth between them. I relished every second of it.

“Come here, Amber,” he said to me, his voice hoarse with desire.

His voice was thick with need as he pulled me by my hips onto his lap. I could feel his dick against my thigh as it bulged beneath his pants. My hips ground against him, and he let out a low growl, emanating from his chest. Lifting me slightly, he quickly adjusted, so his erection was settled right between my legs, pressing against my pussy.

Then, he kissed me again, fiercely this time, our teeth clashing. His hands gripped my hair tightly, tugging me down as he pushed up. I could barely breathe and my arousal was completely overwhelming me as we continued to move our bodies together. I put my hands over his head, running them through his soft hair.

I leaned down and slightly over him, lifting myself up onto my knees, but never breaking our kiss. His hands moved from my hair, down to my back and held my ass tightly. The blanket was long forgotten. I could feel the cold breeze on my body again, but it didn’t matter. He traced my cheek with his fingers, and I loved every second of his touch. When he felt the heat and dampness between my legs, he growled loudly again, and smacked my ass.

“Get these off now, please,” he said, speaking against my lips.

I groaned in protest, not wanting to break our kiss and loving the feeling of his hands on my body. I just smiled, knowing how much he liked to watch. Slowly, very slowly, I began to pull my pants over my hips and down my thighs. I was bent over so he could see my engorged lips peeking out between my legs. I shimmied out of my pants, leaving them pooled at my feet.

Desmond’s hand never stopped stroking his cock. His eyes raking over me. Though we were not touching, I could still feel the heat from his body. My eyes were watching as his hand expertly handled his shaft. I crawled onto the floor where we were laying, my breasts hanging low with my backside up high. Desmond watched as my globes swayed with my movement. Climbing over his legs and up towards his stroking hand, I licked my lips once more.

“May I?” I asked coyly as I watched his movements.

He didn’t answer, nor did I wait as I licked over his fingers, letting the tip of my tongue touch the silky skin of his shaft. Desmond moaned loudly and moved his hand away, letting it fold into my hair once again.

“Oh, yes,” he said to me with a playful smile.

Using one hand, I held his base and licked him from his slit down his shaft. I used long, wet strokes of my tongue, lapping at his skin. I was completely intoxicated by his scent. His taste.

The feel of his skin. Leaning down onto my forearms with my knees tucked up between his legs and my ass sticking high up in the air, I began to worship his shaft. My mouth moved constantly, licking and sucking. Deep and hard, then shallow and soft. Wet, sloppy sounds filled the night air, mixed in with sounds of deep pleasure from him above me.

His cock was too much at times and I did gag and choke a little, but that only elicited more excitement from him. Desmond’s hands were guiding me by my hair, pushing down when he needed more or pulling me off to lick and flick his head with my tongue. His eyes watched intently as I continued to work his cock into a frenzy.

“Enough,” he moaned, pulling me up by my hair.

We kissed sloppily as he pulled me closer. My legs were on either side of his hips. My wet entrance hovered above his bobbing dick. My hands gripped his head and neck as we kissed and I began to lower myself onto his cock.

When his head pushed inside of me, I cried out in a delicious mixture of pain and pleasure. Each inch felt like he was forcing me open in a way I had never known before. I wanted more. I needed more!

His hand bounced off my rear, making me moan out again and push down further. When my ass kissed his thighs, we both sighed and held on tight, not wanting the pleasure to end. His throbbing cock filled my core with pure pleasure.

“Not yet, just feel me inside of you,” he whispered in my ear, licking and kissing it.

I groaned loudly in protest, wanting to feel him fucking me with long, deep strokes. Still, he held me tightly against him, our hips joined together. I could feel him twitch and swell inside of my wet pussy and it only made me want him more.

I knew that I couldn’t hold out for much longer. Everything about him was turning me on. His rough charm, so different from the last time, was arousing like nothing I had ever before known.

"Please. Desmond, I need you, please!" I tried to beg him, but words were not coming to me.

Instead, I began to grind down on him, circling my hips, and pressing my clit against the base of his penis until I climaxed. It rocked through my body, making my core tighten, and my body feel like it was going into a state of euphoric bliss.

I wanted more, though, as I continued to grind on him, lifting my breasts up to his mouth. After what seemed like forever, but was probably only another minute, his grip lessened and he moaned. I knew he was going to finish as he held me tightly.

T
he next morning
, I felt like a child again. Thinking about the fact that this was the last race of my career gave me butterflies. I didn’t know how it was going to end, but I knew that I would have Amber waiting for me at the finish line, and that was the only thing that mattered now.

Of course, it wouldn’t hurt if I was able to put Luke in his place in the process. After everything that he had done to Amber and me, the least I could do was leave the racing scene by humiliating him and making him eat my dust once more.

“Good morning,” Amber said, who was still laying at my side.

We had slept in her bunk; she was unwilling to leave Theresa, even with the extra guards we had posted all over the building.

Any crew who wasn’t essential was sent to a hotel for the night. It seemed to me that with her father’s engine in the car she was twice as protective. I didn’t blame her, after everything that I had found out about the engine, she had every right to be as protective as she wanted over it.

“Good morning,” I replied as I leaned over to kiss her tenderly.

She made waking up at six in the morning a lot easier. I didn’t mind rising before the sun when I had her at my side. Still, I had to wonder if she would be mad if I fell asleep after she got up.

The excitement of the day was too much, though and I couldn’t fall back asleep. Who was I kidding? It was the final race, and I was ready to get up and get started. I didn’t know if I was more excited about the race or about the rest of my life with Amber.

“Are you ready to go kick some ass?” she asked me.

I laughed, “You had better believe it. Are you ready for your business to be booming?”

“Am I ever! I can’t wait to be working my butt off all day,” she said with a smile.

“As long as you save something for me to do,” I joked.

She laughed and climbed down, pulling on clothing and walking from the small bedroom. I rose from the bed and followed her out to where she was sipping coffee and looking at Theresa. It was a sight to see so early in the morning.

The sun was peeking through the windows and kissing the top of the car’s hood, making her look like she was destined to do great things today.

“Are you ready?” asked Amber softly.

I didn’t know the answer to the question, but I nodded my head anyway. As the hours passed, I watched her work, picking up on the little tricks that she did along the way. She was a wonderful teacher; I couldn’t wait to work with her. When the time came for me to leave and head to the starting line, I kissed her tenderly before climbing in.

“Kick his butt baby,” she said to me through the window.

I winked at her and pulled out of the garage. I had Glen in my ear, and it didn’t escape me that this would be the last time that I heard him calling a race with my name in the lineup. Everything was a last for me today, but I didn’t mind. When I pulled up to the starting line, I looked around and caught Luke’s eyes. I had no intention of making today easy on him. I revved up my engine, and he jumped backward, obviously surprised at the powerful sound of my engine. Obviously, he didn’t get the memo that my mechanic was better than his.

I smiled at him, my eyes as dark as his normally were. The anger that filled me was sickening, but I knew that it would all be over pretty soon. One last race, that was all he was worth.

Glen called for the drivers to move to the line I was already at. When the flag girl started her countdown, I was ready for it. I was ready to finish this thing once and for all, before Amber and I rode off into the sunset together, leaving Luke with his pathetic career.

All around us was silence; the air was even still as the numbers fell down to one. When the siren wailed, Theresa and I immediately moved to the front of the pack. Of course, I wasn’t surprised when I looked into my rear mirror and saw that Luke was hot on my trail.

I had heard the rumors; he had a new mechanic. One that knew about Amber and her father and had spent the past three days improving his car. Still, nothing he could do could possibly be as good as the engine that had been a project of Amber’s for decades.

I had spent my entire career fighting off Luke and his dirty tricks. I knew that today would be no different. He would look for some way to try and knock me out of first place. I was expecting it. But, I wouldn’t let him win. Not today.

Today was too important to too many people. I wouldn’t let him take the lead, not now and not ever. I saw him pulling up to my side mirror, and I started to maneuver around.

Static came over my headset, and a familiar voice came through, “Desmond?”

“Amber? What are you doing on this frequency?” I asked her, stunned.

It was standard for most drivers to have a crewmate on their headset, but I had always just had Glen on the other end. I had never needed anyone else before now.

“Hey, listen, I am watching him race, and Luke has a modified GPO,” she said.

“I have no idea what that means,” I said earnestly.

She laughed, “I know. It means that when he tries to shoot the gap, he’s going to have more of a power boost than you normally see from his car. Here’s the thing, most mechanics don’t think about the long run. Let him pass you!”

“What?” I yelled, trying to listen to her and watch Luke at the same time.

“Just trust me, Desmond! I know it sounds crazy, but he will lose a lot of power after he uses the GPO boost. You will be able to soar past him with ease. Plus, letting him pass you, will give him false hope that you won’t be able to rip away from him at the last minute,” she said.

I had to laugh at her dark humor, “I do trust you, Amber. I will do whatever you think is best.”

She ended the call, and I went back to listening to Glen’s commentary. He was as shocked as I was when I moved over and gave Luke the opening that he needed. I saw him from the mirror as he moved over to the side of me.

His dark smile peered through my driver side window as he flew past. He took the lead with ease. I watched him speed past and felt my hand twitch. I hated that I was giving him the lead, and he was running with it. The finish line was coming into view.

I saw what Amber was talking about. The space between Luke and me was starting to close, and he was slowing down. As we progressed towards the finish line, Luke continued to try to run me off the road, but he didn’t succeed.

His car was losing the power he had wasted on the boost, and I was able to soar past him. Amber had been right, all I had to do was bide my time and he had lost the race all by himself.

Looking at him again from my rear mirror, I saw him gaining on me and looking at my bumper and I knew that he was going to try and ram me off the road one last time. I wasn’t about to let him ruin everything, though. Not after all the work that we had put into Theresa.

She was worth too much to both Amber and me now. I quickly jerked to the left and slammed on the brake.

The plan worked, Luke went flying past me, struggling to regain control of his car. Luke was a fool, but not one who was willing to risk his life. He had to slam on the brakes to keep from flipping his car. Once again, I moved past him and took the lead. With him far behind me and the finish line approaching, I smiled. I had done it.

The Grand Nevada was mine, but I had won so much more than just a race. I had taken on a fear greater than myself, and I had won. I had won love.

I crossed the line, my heart jumping up and down as I skidded to a halt and saw Amber running to me. I met her half way across the pavement and scooped her up into my arms, swinging her around in a circle. She had given me so much, and now I was going to make sure that she had everything she wanted for the rest of her life.

I spun her around before setting her down and pulling her lips to mine in a passionate embrace. I didn’t plan on letting her go again for a very long time.

“You did it!” she said above the crowd.

I shook my head, “No, we did it!”

“I would never have known to do any of that if it wasn’t for you. Once again you were able to direct me to do the right thing,” I said to her. “You have made me a winner, and now, we are both winners today.”

“I’m so happy Desmond. Think of what this is going to do for my shop,” she said.

I could see the tears glistening in her eyes as the other drivers started to pull in and climb out of their cars. Thanks to my little stunt, Luke didn’t come in anywhere close to first place. I saw him glaring at me from a few feet away, and I smiled, my arm still wrapped around Amber.

“Hey Luke, I think I will take that car wash now,” I said with a smile.

Everyone who knew what we were talking about started to laugh except for Luke. He continued to curse at me, but I couldn’t hear him over the cheers.

When he saw that he wasn’t going to be able to ruin the moment for me, I watched him storm away. From the crowd, I saw a group of women waving to me, beckoning for me to come over. They were all very young and very pretty.

I looked at Amber, and she cocked an eyebrow, making me laugh. “Don’t worry baby; I only have eyes for you.”

She smiled at me then and wrapped herself around me. I didn’t resist as the crowd went wild seeing the public display of affection. As Glen came over to us, we both hugged him.

“So what’s next for you two?” he asked me.

I smiled at Amber, “I think we are going to go and turn a shop around.”

Glen smiled, “I am so happy for you two, but don’t you go forgetting about me!”

“Are you kidding?” said Amber playfully, “I expect front row seats to every race you announce from now until the day you retire Glen!”

We all shared an embrace, and I watched as Glen walked away from us on the arm of a pretty young woman. I smiled. It was his turn to enjoy all the women and the limelight. I was going to be just fine with the one woman I had at my side.

Just me, her and Theresa. With that, we walked over to the car, and I opened the passenger side door for her. I had no use now for the spotlight. As I waved to the crowd and climbed back into the car, I looked at Amber.

“Are you ready for our next big adventure?” I asked her.

She smiled at me and said, “I was born ready.”

We burned out of the track and onto the highway, never looking back at our past and keeping our eyes on the future. A future that we would be spending together. It was going to be a wonderful life. I only had one complaint. I still needed to make her my wife.