A Fighter's Desire (Gloves Off 0.5 & 0.6)(21)

For about eight minutes they fought relentlessly—pounding on each other hard—until I couldn’t take anymore. They weren’t close to ending the fight, but I knew that if I didn’t stop it they would be bruised and worthless by the weekend. Neither one of them had faltered and neither one of them were better than the other, but a decision needed to be made.

“Stop,” I yelled. “I want you to stop!”

Breathing hard, their chests heaving up and down, they both backed away and leaned over on their knees, resting. “I’m sorry, but I can’t watch this anymore. It’s different when you’re up against someone else, but fighting each other isn’t easy to watch.”

“Have you made a choice then?” Ryley asked. “We can’t stop until you make your choice.”

“Fine,” I growled, throwing my hands up in the air. “I’m going to flip for it, and whoever the coin lands on will get me first.” Running inside, I grabbed a penny out of my purse, and then rushed back out to join them on the grass. I flipped the coin and caught it in my palm, my hands covering the verdict.

“All right, guys. Ryley, you’re heads, and Camden, you’re tails.”

Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes and uncovered the penny, nervous and excited to finally find out who would get to be with me first. When I opened them, I got my answer.





THE FIGHT WAS intense. Hopefully, the past four days was enough time to let them both heal from the brutal beating they bestowed upon each other. I couldn’t believe they wanted to do that for me; it was actually kind of enthralling.

All week, Ryley and Camden had texted me numerous times about how they couldn’t wait to be with me this weekend. Ryley’s messages were more sexy and tasteful, whereas Camden’s were vulgar and straight to the point. He even sent me pictures of his cock, which I found to be quite interesting. I’d nearly choked on a potato chip when I opened the message on my phone.

Gabriella didn’t know what I had planned with the twins and I wanted to keep it that way for now. Announcing to everyone that I was about to have sex with two brothers wasn’t exactly what I wanted to advertise to the world, especially to her and Colin.

For now, it would be my secret. Thankfully, Gabriella had already left to go out with Bradley, so I didn’t have to worry about her seeing me leave with my date.

The doorbell rang promptly at six-thirty like I was told it would. All I knew was that I needed to be ready to go at that time with an overnight bag and dressed in something nice. I’d decided on one of my little skin tight black dresses with sexy black lingerie underneath, along with my garters and black stilettos. Since he wanted me dressed nicely, I had a feeling he was going to take me out to dinner somewhere before having his way with me for the rest of the night.

When I answered the door, my date for the evening stood there—leaning against the door frame—his blond hair perfectly gelled, and wearing a pair of black slacks and a midnight blue shirt that matched his eyes. Seeing him all dressed up, and his tattoos covered, I would never have pictured him as a hardcore UFC fighter.

“Are you ready?” he asked, holding out his hand.

As I’ll ever be.

Taking his hand, I nodded and followed him out to the same car he’d picked me up in just a few nights ago. He looked hot as hell, although he still had a few light bruises on the left side of his face.

Thankfully I’d called the fight when I did; if not, he and his brother would be looking kind of rough right now. Camden was the one who ended up being the coin toss winner.

Once he helped me into his car, he bent down and wrapped his hand around my neck, pulling me closer to his lips. I willingly complied, letting him open my mouth with his tongue so that he could taste me and caress my lips. The kiss was firm and demanding, but I wanted more. Before I could deepen the kiss, he pulled away with a smirk on his face.

“I wanted to do that the other night, but I never got the chance. We only have this one night, and I have to make it last before we run out of time.”

As soon as he got in the car, we were on our way. “Where are we going?” I asked.

Reaching over to put a hand on my bare leg, he smiled and slid his hand higher up my thigh. “You’ll see, sweetheart. Just sit back and enjoy the ride. The fun starts now.”

His fingers slid up under my dress, and he immediately groaned when he touched me. “Fuck me,” he growled. “You’re not wearing any underwear.” Shifting in his seat, he unbuckled his pants to give him more room, and sighed. “You know I’m not going to be able to think of anything else while we eat dinner, right?”

“Same goes for me,” I chuckled. His thumb grazed along my clit and I gasped, gripping on to the edge of the seat. Now I’m definitely not going to be able to think of anything else.

“Open your legs up just a bit,” he ordered gently. “I want to get you wet.”

Doing as he instructed, I closed my eyes and laid my head against the seat. “I think you’re a little late for that.”

When his fingers found my opening, he cursed under his breath and groaned. “Shit, you’re right. Do you want me that bad, or have you not been properly f*cked in a while?”

Turning my head, I looked over at him with lazy, heat-filled eyes and bit my lip. “Both, actually. Although, Big Red takes care of me every once in a while.”