Rowdy (A Taboo Short) (4 page)

But I wanted to make sure.

“Rowdy,” I said his name softly and he instantly stopped and looked at me.

“You know what you’re doing, right?”

He didn’t answer for a second but then groaned deeply. “Yeah, and I’m going to fucking get hell from it from your old man, but I can’t stop, Cassandra.”

I exhaled in relief. Okay, yeah, he was right here with me. “I don’t want to stop either.”

He kissed me softly, but I wasn’t fooled. Rowdy had been a dirty boy with me, and I wanted more.

“Fuck me. Take my virginity.”

He rubbed his cock between my slit, up and down, teasing me, and rubbing my clit with every upstroke. I gripped his huge biceps and dug my nails into his flesh.

I was on fire, and the only person who could put it out was this fighter, the guy I was in love with but could never actually tell.

“Your virgin cunt is going to be mine,” he moaned. “I’m going to own the fuck out of it.”

I gasped at his hot, crass words.

“Tomorrow when you sit down you’ll feel how sore your pussy is and remember why.”

He pressed the tip of his cock to my pussy and stared into my eyes for only a second. And then he slammed every single inch of his thick, wide cock inside me in one fluid motion.

The pain shocked me at first, and I couldn’t deny that the stretch and fill of his cock in me had tears pricking my eyes.

“God,” he groaned but didn’t start moving in me. “Are you okay?” he asked, concern clear in his voice.

I nodded, even if right now it was shocking, to say the least.

“Fuck, baby, I’m so damn sorry.”

I shook my head. “Just start moving, Rowdy.” I needed to feel him thrusting in and out of me.

He made this gruff sound, and after a second he did what I asked. “You’re so fucking tight.”

I dug my nails deeper into his flesh. The pain started to dissipate, and this pleasurable sensation filled me.

“Please tell me this is at least starting to feel good, baby.”

He thrust in me, and he hit something deep, something that had this erotic feeling consuming me. “Yes,” I managed to say.

He wrapped his arms around me, held me close, and really started thrusting in and out. He was slow but thorough.

I swore I felt his cock jerk inside of me right before he groaned. He was so big, so thick and long, I felt every inch of him filling me. My pussy was stretched so wide, and I was so full.

It wasn’t just the pleasure that was rising in me that made me feel euphoric, but the fact I was with Rowdy.

He ran his tongue up and down my throat, his breaths coming in hard pants along my skin.

The fire began to build within me.

“God, yes, Rowdy,” I whispered.

“You like that, Cassandra baby?”

I nodded. It was all I could do.

He moved his hands to my hips, dug his fingers into my flesh, and slowly pulled out of my pussy. He leaned back and looked down to see what he was doing.

“Fuck, watching my cock slide in and out of your cunt is hot as fuck.” He lifted his eyes and looked at me. “Watch me fuck you. Watch me own you, Cassandra.”

I pushed my upper body up and watched his cock, glistening with my pussy juices, sliding in and out of me. I could see my virgin blood on his shaft, as well, and I found that so arousing.

“This pussy belongs to me, baby. No one else can say they’ve claimed you.”

I knew he said this all because of the heat of the moment.

“I want to be the only one that makes you feel good, that claims this pussy.”

I gasped at the sudden pleasure that slammed into me.

“No one else will have me.”

Because I don’t want anyone else.

He thrust in deep, and I gripped his arms even harder and fell back on the bed.

“Yes,” he grunted out. “You’re. Mine.”

God, if only he knew how much I wanted that.

Rowdy

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his was why I didn’t drink, and I didn’t go around with my trainer’s daughter. Waking up next to Cassandra was a big fucking mistake. Last night had been a big fucking mistake. Perfect in every single way but I couldn’t allow her to think this was going to be anything but a one-time deal.

Damn. I was being an asshole. If someone treated my sister like this, I’d beat the shit out of them.

I did, and his name was Malachi.

Fuck.

She opened her eyes, and I stared at her.

Cassandra smiled, gave a little stretch and then a wince.

I’d taken her cherry last night, and fuck did I feel possessive about it.

Not only had I taken her virginity, but I’d taken her twice.

There was no excuse. I hadn’t been that drunk, and even though I wanted that as an excuse, I couldn’t use it.

“What’s wrong?” she asked, her brow furrowed.

“What makes you think there is something wrong?” She looked so beautiful.

“You’re looking for a reason to escape, aren’t you?” she asked, sitting up and looking damn worried.

I noticed she pulled the blanket up against her, hiding her delicious tits.

I remembered the way they felt in my hands, cupping them, and how good they looked bouncing as I pounded inside her.

“Last night—”

“Wow, you’re going to do it, aren’t you? You’re going to do the big whole brush-off? Are you even going to blame drink?”

She sat up, and took the words right out of my mouth. I felt like an asshole.

“Cassandra, it was a mistake.” Fuck, had I really just said that?

Those words were going to haunt me. I knew it. Tears filled her eyes, and she shook her head. But then I saw strength rise up in her. “Of all the things you could have said, that one was the worst.”

Without waiting for me to say anything, she climbed out of bed, grabbed her clothes, and got dressed faster than anything I’d ever seen.

I didn’t stop her as she rushed out of the room, because honestly I didn’t know how to make this right. I hadn’t meant that it was a mistake, but I couldn’t take it back now. The words had left me, and I’d fucked up big time.

After getting to my feet, I got dressed and left the house, feeling like the world’s biggest asshole.

When I got back to my empty apartment, I took a quick shower and headed straight to the gym. I needed to work off this nervous energy. The moment I entered, I waited to see if Cassandra appeared.

Nothing.

It was the first time in months that she didn’t visit the gym. I noticed Eric looked toward the door, frowning as well.

What the fuck had I done?

Cassandra

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hree weeks later

Having a guy tell you that you were a mistake was the biggest pain of all. I couldn’t believe it when he said those words and then tried to make excuses. He didn’t voice them, but I knew they were what he wanted.

Instead of being one of those girls that caused a scene. I got dressed and ignored him. I hadn’t been back to the gym, and I didn’t intend to.

I sat at the dinner table Sunday, my thoughts confused, even though it had been three weeks after I lost my virginity. I’d been avoiding the gym and Rowdy like the plague.

“Are you okay, Cass?” he asked.

“Yeah, why?”

“You’ve not been by to see me. It’s strange not having you around the gym,” he said.

“I’ve been busy with work, and college, and stuff.”  I didn’t go out of state to college. I stuck close to home. Unlike a lot of young people, I enjoyed spending time with my parents. Dad was a pain in the ass about protecting me, but he was a good guy, fair.

Besides, I couldn’t complain, because things could be a lot worse, even if the Rowdy thing hadn’t gone down. 

“Some of the guys have been asking after you,” he said.

Even as I hated it, my heart sped up. Had Rowdy been asking? “Like who?” I didn’t want to think Rowdy could have been asking. “Was it Rowdy?”

“No, why?” he said.

I just shook my head. I wasn’t going to go back. I’d slept with Rowdy, and I wasn’t going to be hurt anymore.

“I like Rowdy. Boy has real talent and the potential to do good things. It’s why I’ve made sure to nurture him to where he is today.”

I knew my father adored Rowdy, everyone did. The biggest problem I had was that I loved him too much.

This was my fault for letting my heart get in the way, of thinking I was strong enough to just walk away from him after it was done. I’d hoped we had a connection, something special.

Clearly it had only been one way.

The truth was, we had nothing.

After dinner, I left my folks’ place to go to a movie with a few friends. I didn’t talk much, and the horror film was so lame that I left early. I was leaving the movie theater when I spotted Rowdy entering with a bunch of guys from the gym. I noticed the women with them as well, scantily clad. I was wearing a pair of jeans and a loose shirt.

I looked like gum on the bottom of a shoe compared to them.

I had hoped to go straight past, but Rowdy spotted me. He left the group to walk over to me.

“Hey,” he said with a cautious tone.

“Hi,” I said in a clipped one. I was humiliated over what had happened.

“You’ve not been around the gym.”

“I’m not going to be either. You’ve got nothing to worry about. I’m going to leave you completely alone.”

This guy I loved. I’d saved myself for him, and he’d called me a mistake. What was I supposed to do with that? I felt broken.

Before he could say anything I walked past him. It was better this way; at least that was what I told myself. I tried to ignore my shattered heart.

Rowdy grabbed me before I could go any farther and pulled me down a darkened alley.

“What the hell are you doing?” I asked.

“It has been three weeks since you left, and I fucked up. I didn’t mean to say you were a mistake, but since you haven’t been to the gym, and I figured you’d want space, I didn’t bother you.”

I stared at him, a little shocked.

“It’s been three weeks of watching the door at the gym, hoping to catch a glimpse of you. It’s been hard as fuck staying away, Cassandra.”

I could see my friends looking worried, but I waved them off. I turned and looked back up at him, but before I could say anything he had his lips slammed down on mine.

He kissed me deeply, sinking his fingers into my hair and holding me close. I should have pushed him away, but I was a fool who was in love. My body recognized him, and I wanted him to be closer, to feel him tightly against me.

“I shouldn’t be doing this,” I said.

“Why?”

I couldn’t even answer him.

“I’m the one that shouldn’t be doing this. Your father. He wouldn’t want a guy like me with you.”

I released him and tried to pull away. “Let me go.”

“I don’t want to.”

“Rowdy, I gave you my virginity, and I can’t get that back. You called me a mistake. I can’t live with this push and pull. I won’t. Either you want me, or you don’t.” He didn’t answer for a second, maybe surprised by my outburst. I sure as hell was. “I’m not one of the girls that hangs around the gym waiting for a fighter to run after me.”

“I know, and that makes me want you more.” He took a step closer.

God, I could get lost in my feelings, but that was a dangerous road to go down.