Paxton's Promise (Gloves Off #3)(62)

Ding, ding, ding. The fight was on.





ALLIE WAS ONE tough bitch. I saw stars when she punched me on the side of the face. However, that didn’t stop me. One thing I was definitely good at was my floor game. My brother and Pax were experts. As soon as I got her down on the mat, it was game over. The second I felt her gloved hand tap on my arm, I let her go. She slumped over, hanging her head and instead of parading around the ring, I helped her up.

“I’m going to admit, I was scared shitless of fighting against you tonight,” I confessed.

After catching her breath, she laughed and put her arm around me. “I’m not going to lie either. You thoroughly kicked my ass.”

Smiling, I rubbed my sore jaw. “Don’t worry, I’m going to have a sore face for quite a while.”

We both laughed and bumped fists. “Merry Christmas, Reynolds. But don’t get used to that title. I’m going to try and get it back.”

“And I look forward to it.” I winked at her and then rushed over to Paxton who had his arms outstretched. Jumping into them, I squealed and held on tight as he swung me around. “I did it,” I shouted.

He set me down and the announcer came over and lifted my arm. “Ladies and gentlemen, I’d like to announce the new women’s Bantamweight Champion, Gabriella . . . The Machine . . . Reeeyyynnnooollldddsss.”

The crowd went nuts, especially when Paxton and my brother lifted me up on their shoulders. It was surreal. I loved being a fighter, but I never thought I would be a title champion so fast in my career. It was a dream come true and definitely the best Christmas present ever.

“All right, sunshine, I’m ready to get you home.”

Setting me down, I flung my arms around his neck and kissed him. “Oh yeah, I think I’m down for that.”

“Okay, I think that’s my cue to go.” Matt squeezed my arm and kissed the side of my head. “You did great, sis. I’m so proud of you. I’ll see you on Christmas and we’ll celebrate with the family.”

We all started out of the ring with my brother going one way and Paxton and I headed for the back. At every corner, there were people waiting for my autograph and picture. It was an amazing feeling. I’d watched my brother through the years, signing things and getting his picture taken, but never did I think it would happen to me.

After the last picture was snapped, Paxton rushed me to my room and grabbed my bag. I was so high off the excitement of my win, I didn’t want the feeling to stop. I wanted the night to last forever and I sure as hell was going to celebrate. As soon as I got Paxton home, I knew exactly what I wanted to do.





The house was dark when we pulled up and even when we got inside, Paxton refused to turn on any lights. “What are you doing? Why can’t we turn on the lights?” I asked.

Paxton’s deep chuckle made me shiver. “You don’t need to worry about that. Right now, you need to get in the shower.”

“Are you going to join me?”

I followed him up the steps and into our room where he set my bag down. When he turned around, I noticed his cock bulging underneath his jeans. Holy hell, I wanted him. My clit throbbed with the need to feel him inside me. With all the excitement and adrenaline coursing through my veins, I didn’t just want him to f*ck me hard, I needed it.

Paxton sighed and rubbed his length through his jeans. “If you want me it’s got to be fast. I need you showered and dressed in forty minutes.”

By the mischievous gleam in his eyes, he had something planned. I could play along. “Fast, huh? I think I can handle that. I haven’t been thoroughly f*cked today.” And right then, he pounced. One minute my shirt was on and the next it was on the floor along with my bra. His lips found a taut nipple and he bit, sucking it as hard as he could. Lifting me in his arms, he carried me into the bathroom and turned on the shower water, all while keeping his mouth on my breast.

Once the bathroom started to steam, he set me down and I unbuttoned my jeans, letting them fall to the floor. Paxton wasted no time shedding his clothes. As soon as we were both naked, he opened the shower door and pushed me inside. Lifting me up, he maneuvered his arms under my knees and I held on around his neck for dear life. Then he slammed his cock between my legs, and I cried out as my body bounced achingly hard up and down his length.

“Is this what you wanted? For me to f*ck you hard?”

“Yes,” I moaned breathlessly.

Lifting me off his cock, he set me down and turned me around. Pushing my shoulders down and into the shower wall, he spread me wide and lined himself up at my entrance. “Then brace yourself, sunshine. It’s about to get harder.”

The moment he thrust inside, I clenched him hard and screamed. Reaching around to my front, he fondled my clit with one hand and squeezed a breast with the other.

“You are so f*cking tight,” he growled. Our bodies slapped together and his relentless pace across my clit drove me insane. Clenching him tight, I climaxed. My body milked his cock and brought him to his release. Breathing hard, I leaned against the shower wall to catch my breath, not expecting Paxton to pull out of me so fast.

“What’s the hurry?” I complained.

He slapped my ass and rinsed off. “Hurry up and you’ll find out. Oh yeah, and wear your hair up.”

By the time I turned around he was already exiting the shower. “Paxton, what’s going on?”