Fighting For Hope (Worth the Fight #1) - Olivia T. Turner Page 0,17

Her cunt tightens around my dick and I let out a low primal groan as it squeezes me impossibly tight.

The inside of her is coated with my cum. My seed is in her and I’m hoping with everything that she’s pregnant right now. I want her to be carrying my child. If she’s not now, she will be soon.

“Oh fuck,” she whimpers as she collapses onto the bed. Her eyes are already closed as she curls up with my pillow.

I want to fall down beside her, but I can’t stop staring at the gorgeous view of her swollen red cunt. My cum is mixing with her cream and it’s leaking out onto her thighs.

“You are so perfect,” I say once the aching tiredness gets too much. I fall down beside her and wrap my arms around her.

She leans back into me, pressing her soft ass against my semi-hard cock. I feel it start to get hard again and I know that this is going to be a long night for us because I’m not even close to being done.

A long night, but a fun one…

Chapter Eight

Hope

“Great job today, Hope,” my manager Joey says as I head for the door. “So, I’ll see you tomorrow?”

I can’t contain the smile on my face. “Yes! Definitely!”

It’s been three weeks since I’ve been working here at the cafe and I love it. I even got Scott a job. He’s the first one here in the morning to bake all of the goodies we sell. The boss absolutely loves him. He says he’s never had an employee with such a good work ethic as Scott.

The excitement builds as I hurry out of the cafe and head down the street.

This is my favorite part of the day. Not because I’m finished work, but because I’m about to see Nathan.

I’ve been falling deeply in love with him over the past three weeks. Every time I’m with him, it gets better. We talk all evening and then stay up all night doing… well, it’s definitely not talking…

There’s a fluttering in my chest as I pick up the pace and practically run over to the gym. Nathan’s workout is going to be finishing soon and I want to watch as much of it as I can. I love watching him move. He’s like a panther with the smooth agile way he stalks around, staring at his opponent with a deadly look in his eyes. How can a girl not feel safe when she has a beast of a man like him watching out for her?

I sneak into the gym and slide along the wall, trying not to let him see me. If he spots me, it will be all over. He’ll stop focusing on his training and instead focus on me. He’s a tad possessive and already completely obsessed, which means he doesn’t like it when any of the guys look at or talk to me.

“Goddamn,” I whisper under my breath when I see him in the cage. He’s so beautiful.

Nathan is only wearing a tight pair of MMA shorts as he approaches another man who looks to be about twice his size. If I didn’t know any better, I’d think that this giant was going to kill him, but I’ve seen Nathan fight every day now for the past three weeks. My man has got a lot of talent and skill.

The big man throws a thunderous punch at him and I wince as it heads straight for Nathan’s face. I don’t know how he moves so fast but he ducks out of the way at the last split-second and then cracks the guy in the chin with a hard counter punch. It staggers him and he stumbles back. Nathan charges forward and is ruthless as he makes the guy pay for stepping into the cage with him.

“Watch the counter!” his trainer Teddy shouts from the side. I like Teddy. He screams a lot, but he’s a big Teddy bear at heart. He’s been working a lot closer with Nathan as his first fight with the Ground and Pound Championship approaches. I know how much Nathan wants to win.

All he can talk about is what he’s going to do for me when he gets into the GPC. The clothes and car he’ll buy me as well as the giant house. I keep telling him that he’s done more for me than he’ll ever know and that I’m happier now than I’ve ever been, but he’s a dreamer. Once he