There's fighting, and then there's bare-knuckle, hold nothing back fighting...
Sunny McGrieve has lived around fighters her whole life. With her dad training ruthless men who excel in MMA and fight in the underground circuit, she is no stranger to violence. But her father has warned her about that breed of male, and that means the man she wants, London Stein, is out of the question.
London enjoys women like he does his fights: hard and fast, and with no regrets. Then there is Sunny, the girl he wants but can't have. When he finally has her, London knows that he has no intention of letting her go. But her dad and Mack, the big Russian that sees her as a little sister, aren't his only problem, not when he has been challenged by a no rules fighter, "The Lion".
Having her so close, and in his car had his deflated arousal rearing up again. His dick became hard from zero to sixty in three seconds flat. He couldn’t get to his place fast enough, especially not when she reached over, pulled his cock free, and proceeded to give him road-head. Hell, his normally timid little Sunny was taking the reins.
“Sunny—” Her name came from him on a strangled groan, but was cut off as she hollowed out her cheeks and took him in deep. “Shit, baby,” he breathed out roughly, not able to think clearly let alone say what he wanted to.
She pulled away from long enough to say, “I’ve never done this before. Am I doing it okay?”
“Yeah, baby. You’re really fucking good at it.” She smiled and went back to moving her mouth up and down on his dick, and he tightened his hands so hard on the steering wheel that his knuckles turned white. How in the hell was he supposed to drive? “Sunny, baby.”
His words were cut off when she took as much of him as she could. The tip of his cock hit the back of her throat, and she fucking swallowed around him. The sound of her gagging shouldn’t have turned him on, but fucking holy fuck hell did it ever. Oh, Christ. It was so damn good. Her soft moans vibrated along his length, and he rested his head on the back of the seat. She bobbed up and down, and it got to the point that he had to pull over or he’d wreck the fucking car. Sunny pulled away from him, the sound of her wet mouth coming free from his shaft resounding in the car.
They stared at each other for a long moment, and then in a flurry of movement he was reaching for her. Their mouths crashed together, and he went for the button of her jeans. She pushed his hands away and undid them herself. It took some maneuvering on her part, but once she had her pants and panties down her thighs and off one leg she went positioned herself on top of him. He reached for her top, pulled the hem down, and freed her glorious breasts. They bounced from the movement, her nipples rock hard and his mouth watering. “Have you always used condoms?” Her words confused him at first, and only when he pulled his eyes off her breasts and looked in her face did they finally register.
“Yeah, baby, always. Why?” She licked her lips, and his gaze was once again trained on the sight.
“I’m on the pill. To regulate my period.” It clicked on why she asked him that and why she was now telling him about being on birth control. Swallowing roughly, he let her words sink in. His cock jerked between his thighs at what she was implying.
“Are you sure, Sunny?” She didn’t answer, just moved until she now rested right on his cock. He hadn’t penetrated her yet, but the hot, wet feel of her was enough to have pre-cum spilling from the tip of his dick. The fit was tight, but he liked it that way, liked the way her body molded to his. She reached between them, and his eyes rolled back in his head when her hand wrapped around his cock. She rose up enough that she could place the head of his erection at her entrance. “You’re so fucking wet, baby. So. Fucking. Wet.”