Claim - Page 52

But she wasn’t giving up.

Then, I lunged forward, my gloves hitting her side in a one-two hit.

“Dammit,” she grumbled.

A second later, she stood in the center of the ring naked.

I loved her body—her fit build, her curvy breasts. “Looks like I win.”

“Enjoy the moment.”

My gaze ran down her body. “Oh, I will.”

I hadn’t had a chance to appreciate her that first time in that dark motel room. Nor the second time by the bayou.

Now, I could.

She met my gaze and licked her lips. “What now?”

Now, I took what was mine.

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BELL

Icould barely stop shaking. Desire was eating me up inside.

I wanted him.

I wanted Beau.

He drank me in and the look on his face told me how much he desired me. He made me feel strong, feminine, wanted.

Things I’d been missing for so long.

He yanked off his gloves and wraps, and reached out and cupped my breasts.

I gasped. Sensation shot from my breasts, straight down my body to between my legs.

“Now, I’m going to make you scream my name,” he murmured. “Now, I want to make you come so hard, you won’t remember your name.”

God. My knees went weak. I loved the blunt talk. I pulled my own gloves off.

He dragged me down to the mat.

“I wanted to fuck you here last night.” His voice was low and sexy.

“I wanted that, too,” I whispered.

He kissed me, tongue plunging into my mouth, demanding and hot. It felt like a claiming. He pushed me flat on my back,then his hands were all over me, rough and firm. He caressed my breasts, plucking at my nipples.

“I love these pretty breasts,” he murmured.

My nipples were so hard they were almost painful. The most pleasurable pain. I moaned.

“Touch yourself, angel. Get yourself ready to take my cock.”

For a second, I hesitated, but the desire in his eyes urged me on. I slid my hand down my belly, and between my thighs. My lips parted, and I stroked myself how I liked. I was already so wet.