Ryley's Revenge (Gloves Off #2)(40)

Giggling, I turned to Gabriella. “That was so freaking hot.”

“Uh-oh, sweaty guy coming your way,” she exclaimed, nodding toward the ring.

By the time I looked back, Ryley had already jumped out and scooped me up into his arms, placing a hard kiss upon my lips. “Now everyone will know that you’re mine,” he stated proudly. Setting me down, he took my hand and led me up to the ring. My heart sped out of control as the cameras landed on us and the announcer held up Ryley’s hand in victory.

I squeezed his hand and he pulled me closer, just as a young woman with bright blonde hair and huge tits about to pop out of her low cut silky top, came up to him with a big smile on her face. There was too much interest in those beady eyes of hers. I knew her name was Sarah Wilder and she was a spokesperson for one of the sports channels who covered the UFC fights.

“So Ryley, how does it feel to know you’re going to compete against your brother next weekend for the title?” she asked.

Ryley didn’t falter, he smiled and leaned toward the microphone. “We knew the time would come when we’d have to compete against each other. It’s what we’ve trained for.”

She moved a little closer and stuck her chest out, almost brushing him with her breasts. So help me God she better back off. “Well, I talked to your brother earlier and he made it sound like he’s going to take you out. I do believe those are fighting words. It doesn’t look like the Twins of Terror are causing havoc anymore.”

Ryley chuckled and put his arm around my waist. “All good things must come to an end. But I have a lot to celebrate tonight. Not only will I be competing for the title, but I just found out that I’m going to be a father.”

Most of the crowd cheered, but I heard a few disgruntled shouts from some of the women in the crowd. That was to be expected, since he was a highly sought out bachelor. Not anymore. Even Big Tittie Sarah had a frown on her face and faltered for a second. A sly smile spread across my lips when she glared down at me.

“I guess a congratulations is in order, you two.” Abruptly, she turned around to the camera and plastered on a fake smile. “And there you have it. Make sure to stay tuned next Saturday night for the Middleweight title fight between Ryley Jameson and his very own identical twin brother, Camden Jameson. It’s sure to be a good one.” Once the camera was shut off, she hopped out of the ring, followed by her crew.

“I don’t think she liked me very much,” I pointed out.

Ryley snorted and led me out of the ring. “It’s probably because I turned her down. That woman’s f*cked more people than I have. Camden, on the other hand, had his fun with her.”

I gagged. “Ugh . . . I swear I could vomit just thinking about him. I can’t wait for next week.”

His smile vanished. “Me too, angel.”

Danny met us outside of the ring, beaming. “Now that was one hell of a fight, son. Do you want to go out and celebrate?”

Ryley pursed his lips and shrugged.

“I know there’s a party,” I suggested. “Paxton asked Gabby to go with him. We could always go there.”

“I swear that boy doesn’t know when to give up.” Ryley chuckled. “But honestly, I think I’m tired of the bullshit parties.”

Danny clapped him on the shoulder, smiling with pride. “I never thought I’d hear that come out of your mouth. I couldn’t agree with you more. Well, you two have a good night and Ryley,” he said, staring at him, “I’ll see you bright and early on Monday morning. Take tomorrow off.”

Ryley nodded and watched Danny saunter away. “I’m sure I can think of plenty of things to do tomorrow on my day off.”

I bit my lip and grew wet just thinking about it.

“All right, angel, let’s get home. We can do our own partying by ourselves.”

“Sounds good to me.”





When we got in the car, my stomach started to cramp. I couldn’t tell if it was because I was hungry or if I was having abdominal pains. Ryley reached over and placed his hand on my stomach, rubbing in smooth circles. “Are you okay?”

“Just some cramps, but they seem to be going away. It must be your touch making me feel better.” It just so happened, all I could think about was having him inside me. Taking his hand, I lowered it down to the waistband of my jeans. His brows lifted and he smirked. I really wanted to bite him, sink my teeth into him and ravish him. Next, I unbuttoned my jeans and slid his hand underneath my thong so he could feel how wet I was.

“Damn, woman, you’ve turned into a horny freak. I think I like it.”

He pushed a finger inside and I gasped, opening my legs further. “I swear it’s insane,” I admitted. “When you’re in the ring fighting, it turns me on. The way you’re aggression takes over and your eyes turn wild. You used to be like that when we were together. Why aren’t you now?”

His face grew serious when he turned to stare at me. “I want to f*ck you like that, angel. Don’t ever doubt that for a second. I’m just afraid of hurting you and the baby.”

“You’re not going to hurt me or the baby, Ryley. I promise. You have nothing to worry about.”

We finally pulled into the driveway and he slid his finger out, bringing it to his mouth. Moaning, he sucked my wetness off and unbuckled his seat belt. “If you want it hard, I’ll give it to you. But then, you need to do something for me.” He got out of the car and I followed.