Full Contact (Worth the Fight #2) - Sidney Halston Page 0,36

guided her up and down as he thrust into her. It was unbelievable. She couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t speak. Only feel. Her face was buried in his neck. He grunted as he continued to do all the work, pushing and pulling her up and down as he thrust. “Jesus. You’re so fucking beautiful.”

“Don’t stop, Slade. Don’t stop.”

“I couldn’t even if I wanted to. God, Jessica, you feel so good.”

As he continued to move her up and down, the sensation started to become overwhelming. The fact that he was so strong that he could accomplish this, combined with all the licking and sucking and sexing, made her explode in a way she hadn’t even known was possible. And when she came, instead of screaming, she bit down on his shoulder. Hard.

“Oh, fuck!” he groaned, right before he followed her into his own ecstasy.

Still connected, he collapsed with her onto the bed.

“I think we hit most major points,” he said breathlessly. “Hot, crazed, lusty, uninhibited, merciless sex. Just like in your fantasies.”

She turned her head to look at him. “No, Hercules. That wasn’t in any of my fantasies. My imagination isn’t as creative as that. You are one strong man, Slade Martin.”

“We aim to please.”

“Oh, you certainly pleased. What the hell was that? It was like…floating sex.”

He snorted. “Floating sex?”

“Yeah, you were standing in the middle of the room! I felt like I was floating. No bed, no wall. Just your arms.”

“Was that your first floating sex?” he asked with a chuckle, then kissed her cheek.

The words came out before she could stop them. “Have you done it like that before?” She hated herself for asking. She didn’t want to be the insecure girl who asked those questions.

“You’re cute, Jessica.” He got out of bed and headed toward the kitchen. “By the way,” he called, “you bit me. Made my dick even harder. Do that again next time.”

He came back in with two glasses of water and handed her one. “And no, I’ve never done that before.”

Her face lit up. “It was freakin’ amazing!”

“Yeah. It was. You’re amazing, Jessica.” His eyes softened. His finger caressed the scar Dennis had left on her jaw. “Amazing and beautiful.”

Her eyelids were heavy. “Sleep over?”

“Abso-fucking-lutely.” He turned off the lamp, got into bed, and pulled her close. That was the last thing she remembered before falling asleep. She was the most at peace, the most content, and the most sated she had ever been in her life.

Chapter 6

A few nights later, Jessica’s hand was entwined with Slade’s as they walked out of a restaurant toward his bike.

“You seem preoccupied tonight,” Jessica said.

“Yeah, guess I am,” Slade said as he kick-started his motorcycle; anything else he might have said was drowned out by the noise of the bike. She held tight and felt the warm Florida heat against her skin. Being behind him on his bike was one of her favorite things to do with Slade—though only when she was in jeans and sneakers and dressed casually.

As soon as they arrived at his house, Slade got off his bike and helped her off. They’d been staying often at his house, mostly because Slade loved being oceanfront, and Jessica found that waking up to the sound of the ocean and enjoying her morning coffee on the beach was soothing to her soul. Once in a while she found herself doing yoga on the empty beach as the sun came up. It was blissful.

Slade yawned as soon as he walked in. “Tony’s supposed to start training tomorrow. Actually, he was supposed to start last week, but he cancelled. Not a good start. I’ve been told he’s a real prick. Short fuse. I have to get him focused. The success of WtF is linked to his success.” Jessica was unsure of what that meant, and her confusion must have showed, because he added, “If he wins, it’s a lot of money. A lot. Not to mention the publicity the Academy will get. Tony is a big-ticket fighter. Francesca brought him to WtF, but she’s been in Brazil since Tony arrived. Her dad’s not doing well. I don’t know when she’s coming back, and she was supposed to be here to deal with Tony. But I don’t think they’ve even met yet.” He brushed some hair off her face. “He’s such a great fighter. Frances did good bringing him on board, but I hope we didn’t get in over our heads. One of the reasons we’ve invested so much money into renovations