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“This was nothing major. I know it might look bad, but I’m fine, I promise.” He motioned to his nose.

“I’ll take your word for it.”

After he introduced me to his cutman and coach, we all hung out for a few minutes, talking in the locker room while Griffin iced his swelling cheek and busted nose.

Skelly checked Griffin’s injuries. “Those are going to heal up just fine. You probably are going to have a little shiner though.”

Omar scoffed. “I can’t believe you let your gloves hang down like that. You know better than that.”

“I beat the guy, didn’t I?” Griff shoved up from the bench. “I’m hitting the showers.”

“I should probably go find Shaw and Pat.” I kissed Griffin’s cheek with every intention of letting him decompress in peace.

“They’re leaving. You’re staying.” His voice was gravelly as he watched the two men exit the room without another word. His hand ran down my arms. “I’ve been thinking about this all night.”

“Oh yeah? Thinking about what?”

“Not letting you leave here until my come is dripping out of your perfect cunt.” He kissed down my neck. “Why do you think I ended the fight as early as I did?”

“That was early?” His hands traveled under my shirt, unhooking my bra.

“Omar likes it when I let the fights drag out. It gives the fans more for their money or some shit.”

“Watching you knock that guy out was so damn sexy.”

Griffin lifted my shirt over my head and let my bra fall to the floor. “So you did enjoy the fight.”

“Parts of it,” I admitted playfully.

The shower was already running as we turned the corner in the locker room. I threw my hair up into a high, tight bun as Griffin helped me out of the rest of my clothes and followed me into the scalding water.

He stood under the water for a few seconds, rolling his head from side to side. “God this feels so damn nice.”

“How about this?” I slowly started to play with his dick and it grew in my hand.

“Oh fuck.Yes.” He growled, grabbing the sides of my face to kiss me. “Thank you for being here.”

“Thanks for inviting me.”

He spun me around, throwing me against the shower wall. His fingers glided over my slick opening as he groaned in my ear. “It’s only been a day, but fuck did I miss your pussy.”

He started to finger me and I melted in his hand. “Holy shit,” I cried out.

“Not yet, baby. Hold that orgasm in and come on my dick.”

He wrapped one hand around my throat, grabbing my hip with the other. He thrust into me hard and deep, over and over as pleasure consumed my entire body.

“You feel so damn good, Liv.” His breath was hot on my neck as chills coursed down my back.

“Your dick is fucking perfection, Griff.”

“It’s all yours, baby. Say your pussy belongs to me.”

“Ahhh,my pussy is yours, Griffin. Only yours.”

My legs started to shake as the head of his dick pumped right into the perfect spot. There was no holding back anymore. My climax crashed around us.

“Fuck, babe.” Griffin growled in my ear as he shuddered behind me, filling me with his own orgasm.