Slam: A Bad Boy Romance (17 page)

“I needed some air.” Drawing back I kneed the hanging weight, grabbing it with both hands to halt the movement.

She drew her fingertips over the cool iron, carefully climbing down the steps. “Yeah, I guess so. What happened?” she asked.

Shrugging my shoulders, I looked away from her, facing forward. “You didn't ask him?”

“He said you agreed to fight, I'm assuming you have a good reason, unless everything else you said was a lie.”

Baring my teeth, I shook my head. “You think I lied to you?” Jerking my arm, I punched harder, leaning in with the jab.

“I don't know. He showed me the paper you signed, I thought you wouldn't fight again?” Crossing her arms over her chest, she squeezed her ribs. Her breasts ruffling up, peeking out of her shirt.

I didn't want to tell her what her father had planned to do, how he was going to use her to clear his debt. How he thought he could sell his own flesh and blood for money. She had already dealt with so much from him, how could she deal with that?

No one could handle knowing they were just an object of possession, a human bartering tool. That would crush her, her entire world could crash down.

And I didn't want her to think she was worthless.

“I have my reasons, Cadence. I didn't lie to you before, I just don't have any other option.” My fists fell to my hips, hanging heavy against my thighs.

Closing the gap she moved closer. “There is always another option. What did he say to you?”

“It doesn't matter.”

“What did he say? Did he threaten you?” Her eyes held firm, staring into me.

“It doesn't matter, all that matters is I'm not letting it happen. I'm going to do his fight and that will be it. It will all be over, for both of us.” Shifting my body, I turned to face her.

Her eyes ran over my tensed muscles, gazing at the ink shining under the sweat beading over my skin. “Is that right? You think it will end things?” Flicking her eyes up she said, “You don't my dad, Quinn. Nothing is ever truly over.”

A half hearted laugh slipped off my tongue. “Oh it will be, I'm going to make sure of it. After this fight...” My eyes fell towards the floor. “
Everything
will be different.”

I stared at the tiles, beige squares speckled with blue dots. Each one tucked so close to the next their separation was barely detectable. Her silhouette a hazy fog shadowed beside me.

I could hear her breathing, the soft sip of her throat as she swallowed, her fingers twining around her hair nervously. Standing in silence, her movements were louder than the wind whipping across the rooftop outside.

Wrenching my head up, Cadence was biting her lower lip. The delicate features of her profile glowed under the lighting.

She's so beautiful. Every time I look at her I see more.

The slight upturn of her nose, the way her black lashes create a frame around the crystal of her eyes, the natural pink hue of her lips.

“How do you know things will be different after? How can you be sure? He's going to do what he wants to, he always does,” she said, moving her hands around behind her, thumbs digging into her pockets.

“Because I'm not going to let him continue. He's done hurting you, Cadence.”

“Why do you care?” she asked, shrugging her shoulders.

Dipping my brows I said,
“Why do I care?”
My voice strained and drawn out. “Because you deserve better, you don't deserve this!”

I wanted her to realize what she was worth, what she deserved. She didn't need to stand by that man, give him everything he asked for and get shit on. He used her, took advantage of his power as her father.

In my eyes, that was done now. That was over the minute I claimed her.

Cadence pushed out a forced sigh, rolling her eyes. “What do you know about what I deserve, huh?” Stepping closer, her mouth was pulled tight, razor thin. “You know nothing.” The words crept out through clenched teeth.

“I know he uses you, I know-”

“You don't know shit!”

“Why do you defend him when you know I'm right? When you yourself has said he was bad a man?” Throwing my arms out to the side, I stepped into her.

Her eyes squeezed tight, glaring at me under hooded lids. “Why do you think you can save me? You said you never break your word, but this fight, and the one you already did...” Her head cocked up higher. “You're no different, you just do what you want, just like him.”

The heat radiating off her words burned through me.
I'm nothing like him. She doesn't really think that.

She can't.

Without thinking, I grabbed her shoulders, digging my fingers in deep. Forcefully, I yanked her into my chest, my hands sliding up her neck, grabbing her roots and tugging her head back. She was forced to look up higher, a light breath of air seeped out from inside her lungs.

I was pissed, I was nothing like her father.

But her daring nature to challenge me...

Sprung my cock to life, it throbbed painfully with raw desire. I was going to fuck her right here, right now.

“What, are you going to hit me?” she asked softly, the sweet tone sounded so innocent.

“No, I'm going to fuck your cunt.” Freeing a hand from her hair, I traced the curve of her hip, cupping and clinching her mound.

Cadence pushed down into my palm, swaying against the pad. Her tongue ran across her lips, muscles tensing as her body quivered against mine.

I felt her tremor, the heat bursting between her legs. My cock stood at full attention, pressing against my jeans, swelling angrily. My face was barely an inch from hers, so close I could see her skin lather from desire, the small droplets emerging as her body warmed.

Her lips parted softly, eyes closing as her head pressed into my hand. “What makes you think I'm going to let you?” she whispered into the air.

Gripping her hair tighter, I arched her head back further, her throat elongated as a single pant freed her mouth. “Because you haven't pushed me away.” I drew my tongue up her collar bone, following the muscle of her neck to her ear.

Cadence moaned loudly, the sound hitting each wall and bouncing back, driving my cock harder into the zipper. I wanted her more right now in this moment than the first time I laid eyes on her.

Her hot temper, intoxicating smell, the way she wanted to resist me but couldn't, it drove me fucking wild.

Breathing hard on her throat, I glided my hand over her stomach, reaching her breast I squeezed firmly. Folding my fingers into the edge of her v-neck collar I tore it down. Her tits bounced free, nipples firmed and hard as diamonds.

Draping my warm tongue across, I twirled around one and moved to the other, her back arched as she moaned. Releasing her hair, I held the small of her back, cradling her against my bulge.

Cadence's hands pinned into my shoulders, her nails clawing into my flesh.
She likes it a little rough. Her body is so hot right now, burning for me.

God I fucking love this.

I love... Whoa! No! Don't go there, Quinn!

Briefly I had stunned myself, my head spun in confusion. I had never said, never mind even thought those words before. What the hell was happening here?

I froze, every inch of me stood still.

“What? What's wrong? Why did you stop?” she asked between inhales. Her eyes peered up at me, fingertips stretching up, tangling into my hair.

Shake it off, focus. Just stop thinking. You can sort out feelings later, this is definitely not the time.

Her fingers massaged my scalp, helping to force my mind clear. I wanted to be here, right now, no place else.

The one thing I knew for sure was being next to Cadence was all I needed.

Grabbing underneath her jaw, I pushed my lips against hers, our tongues wildly crashed together. She pulled my hair hard, dancing around the inside of my mouth. Fireworks lit up behind my eyes, buzzing with electricity, prickles shot across my skin.

Stepping into her, I forced her back against the wall behind her, tearing at her pants I popped the button free. Her kisses rained over my chest, the muscles firmed to her touch.

She slipped her jeans down, stepping out I kicked them to the side. Her silky pink panties covered her cunt. The center was darkened with her wet juices, sliding a finger between the gap of her thighs, I teased her pussy. Pressing the thin cloth between her lips, I pushed into her swollen clit.

Cadence's head wrenched back, her hands fiercely ripped at my pants, freeing my hard erection. A soft whimper expelled as she wrapped her hand around my length.

“Mm, you want that? You want to feel my cock inside you?” Licking my lips, I traced the outline of her pussy.

“Stop teasing me and fuck me already. Before I change my mind.” Her lip curled to one side, hand stroking me from the fury base to the reddened tip. Her finger swirled the pearly drip of pre-cum over the ridge.

Pinning her against the wall, I tore her panties off, the fabric splitting in my fingers, falling to the floor. Dipping my hands into the creases of her thighs and her ass, I lifted her up.

Her teeth dug into my shoulder, the smooth edges gripping my flesh, the twinge of pain charging my nerves. Shivers rode through my body, curling my toes. Pressing her firmly against the wall, I guided my cock into her wetness. The sheath heating my belly as I slid inside.

“Ahh,” she moaned loudly, her nails dragging across my back, the skin opening gently as she clawed.

Pushing myself in deeper, the full length stretching her walls to their limit. My hand lifted to her throat, holding her in place against the cement wall. Gripping tightly, her face flushed a bright cherry as she moaned loudly into my ear.

Her body gyrated against mine, rising and falling with my thrust. Her nipples perked, leaning in I bit down, rolling them between my teeth, each one firming harder the tighter I clenched.

I watched the sweat trickle down her chest, falling over her ribs to her belly. Noticing another drop about to break, I licked it off. The salty taste, mixed with her sweet scent pushed my wanton need into an animalistic rage.

“God, you taste so good,” I mustered out, my lungs struggling to fill with air.

Cadence shifted her hand to mine, pushing it harder into her neck. “Harder, fuck me harder.” My grip forced her words to be hushed and full of air as she spoke.

Her pussy milked my cock, squeezing tightly around my thickness, goosebumps jumped across her skin. Her moans now loud screams as my hand freed her neck, falling to clench her ass.

She was closing in on ecstasy. Her body riding my cock harder, forcing herself down as far as she could go. Her cunt was a waterfall, soaking my skin, sliding effortlessly over my shaft.

I could feel my dick tensing, balls pulling tightly up. I was about to cum, ready to shoot my creamy juice. Her body shivered, a long drawn out moan floated off her tongue, every muscle suddenly went limp.

Quickly I pulled myself free, her pussy holding firm, trying to keep me deep inside. With one jerk I pulled out, shooting my pearly cum all over her stomach. The cream dripped out pump after pump. My cock twitched against her skin, her belly now a mix of sweat and my juice.

Lowering her slowly, my forearms fell onto the cool cement behind her head. I couldn't speak, my chest lifted intensely trying to force oxygen into my lungs.

Cadence leaned forward, rubbing the inside of her thighs. “I think I might get a bruise from that,” she said with a giggle.

“Battle wounds, baby. That's about as good as getting my name tattooed across your tit.” I smiled wide, baring all my teeth as I looked down at her.

“Yeah, don't think I'm ever doing that.” She leaned down and picked up her torn panties, using them to wipe her stomach. “Don't think I'll be using these again either.”

“Hey, what can I say, you drive me fucking crazy. A crazed man can be rough.”

She smiled, peering up at me, balling the material and burying it in the trash. “So, you're really going to do this? Fight for my dad?”

“Cadence, I really don't have a choice. I need to do this. If I don't...” I couldn't say it, the words wouldn't even form in the back of my throat. Sighing heavily I said, “Trust me. Can you do that? Just trust what I'm telling you. I have to do this.” My eyes opened wide, searching her face for a sign of acceptance.

She stood quiet, fixed on her shoes. Her lips tapered down, fingers fiddling with the hair that escaped onto her forehead. “Alright.” Lifting her head up, her deep ocean blues had a single twinkle in each. “But, just so you know, I'm going to be there. I'm not letting you do this alone. That I can't do.”

“Fair enough.” As much as I didn't want her to go, as much as I wanted her to be as far from that place as possible that day, during that fight, I knew she wouldn't hear it.

If I could, I would fly her to the other side of the world, send her off with a new name, a new life. Have her so far from here her father wouldn't be able to find her and drag her back if shit went south...

If I failed her.

I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I wasn't able to help her.

This was going to be my last fight, ever.

And it was for the one thing that I had come to realize was worth more than my own safety, more than the air I breath:

Cadence.

Cadence

T
he warm rays of the sun spread across my face. Rolling to my back, I spread my arms over my head, forcing my eyes open. Clenching the blanket, I pulled it to my chest, blinking repeatedly to clear the haze coating my vision.

As I turned to my left, the spot beside me was empty. Draping my fingers over the lonely pillow, the cool feel of fabric told me Quinn had gotten up some time ago.

After we left the center, he had asked me to come home with him. It didn't take much convincing, his words still played on repeat in my head like a record player with the needle stuck on a scratch of an old seventy-eight.

'Where are you going now?' he asked, his hands stuffed into his pockets, elbows bowed out.

'Home,' I said, the words catching the back of my tongue, swallowing hard, they sliced at the roof of my mouth. I hated going home.