“First one to get the other out of the circle or to get them to tap out is the winner,” Gauge called, and I knew that bastard was betting against me.
“I’m not sure that you’re—” Axle didn’t finish his sentence as I plowed into him, football tackling him at the waist and sending him to the ground.
I punched him, hard, my knuckles making contact with his jaw and making both of us grunt out. He flipped me off him and sent me rolling to the side, and I was staggering up to my feet before he could send a punch to my stomach. I looked across to him; fucker was rubbing his jaw and sneering at me.
“That all you got?” he said, and then he swung for me, his fist connecting with my ribs and making me groan in pain.
I stumbled sideways, and Casa and Butch pushed me back into the circle before I fell out. Axle grinned and spat blood onto the ground at my feet.
“I’m just warming up,” I said seriously. Because there was no fucking way I was letting him win. It was my night. It was my house. And it was my fucking fight. He just didn’t know that last part yet, but he would soon enough.
I spotted Laney from the other side of the circle. She was watching my every move, a hunger in her eyes that told me exactly what my prize would be when I won the fight.
Yeah, that fucker was mine and it was time to shut that shit down and go take my woman to bed, no matter that there were people in our house. I was done waiting.
Axle dove for me, his arms wrapping around my waist as he pushed all his weight against me in the hopes of getting me out of the ring. My fists pummeled his back and I pushed against him, sending him back a few steps. I leaned further over and gripped my arms around him before lifting him off the ground and then slamming him back down. He grunted out loudly and let go of me, and then I spun him around and shoved him hard until his weight pushed through the crowd and he fell back, landing hard on his ass.
The crowd cheered and I walked over to him, panting as I held out my arm to him. Everyone went back to doing what they had been doing before and Axle took my hand, letting me pull him back up to his feet. He slapped me on the back.
“Won’t be so lucky next time,” he laughed and stalked back over to a very-pissed-off-looking River.
I turned around and found Laney right behind me. Her tongue darted out to wet her lips, and that was all it took for me to lose my shit and take what was mine, regardless of the other people there.
I reached out and grabbed her, swinging her up and over my shoulder.
“Jesse!” she shouted and laughed at the same time. “I said no, not while we have guests over.”
“What did I say about you telling me no, woman? No isn’t in your vocabulary now, so shut up and get ready to put up.” And with that, I slapped her ass.
I stalked back into our home, the sound of cheers and wolf whistles sounding out behind me. I passed through the living room, ignoring Hardy’s hard glare, because fuck him, that’s why. I slapped my hand across Laney’s backside again, harder this time, eliciting a nice little scream from her as I carried her up the stairs and into our bedroom, where I dropped her unceremoniously onto the bed.
She looked up at me, her gaze hooded and intense, and I reached down and unbuckled my jeans, loving how she never looked away from me. I let my jeans and boxers slide down my legs and hit the floor, and then I stepped out of them both. I pulled off my cut and placed it carefully over a chair by the window and then I returned to Laney, enjoying the way her gaze followed my every move.
I grasped her ankles and pulled her to the edge of the bed so her legs dangled off the edge, and then I reached up and unbuttoned her shorts before dragging both her shorts and her panties down her legs. I threw them across the room and I stared down at my woman, my dick hardening with every passing second. Her chest was rising and falling, her tits pushing up against the thin cotton vest that she was wearing and I reached over, gripped either side of it, and tore it right down the middle, enjoying the way her eyes widened at the sound of her clothing tearing.
Her flesh was hot and damp, a light sheen of sweat covering her almost naked body, and I leaned down and licked across her stomach all the way up to her right breast, where I reached under her and unclipped her bra, freeing her tits, and then taking her nipple into my mouth in one swift move.
She moaned as I sucked harder, my hand reaching between us to stroke against her folds, my fingers slipping inside of her and making her hips buck against my hand. I stroked along her, the pad of my thumb rubbing against her clit while I flicked my tongue across her nipple and made her cry out.
Her hands clawed at me, desperate for me, and I used my thigh to push her legs apart as I lay between her legs, replacing my hand with my dick as I slid into her, bottoming out in one hard, swift move. She gasped and wrapped her legs around me and I grabbed her wrists, holding them against the bed above her head as I swiveled my hips over and over.
“Jesse—” she hissed as my mouth covered hers, my tongue sliding along hers as I slid myself into her, my balls slapping against her ass.
Her tits were pressed up against my chest, rising and falling with every thrust of my hips. I sat up, letting go of her wrists to grab her hips so I could hold her still while I fucked her senseless.
Now this was exactly how I had wanted to celebrate moving into our own home: Laney naked and writhing underneath me. I slammed into her again, feeling close, and I rubbed the pad of my thumb against her clit until she blew up around me, tightening that little bit more as her muscles contracted and I couldn’t take it anymore. I thrust into her a final time, riding the wave as I came, staring down at the most beautiful woman in the world and knowing that life couldn’t get much better than this.
