5 Rounds (The Fight Game, #1)

by Nikki Castle

“Hate sex can be intense. And with the way you and I feel about each other, I might actually kill you with pleasure.”

Did she really just get that turned on from sucking my dick? Fuck. I am so fucked.

I don't know either but what I do know, without a shadow of a doubt, is that I won't be able to stop after one time.

The first is that last night was hands down the best sex I’ve ever had. My dick is still rock hard hours later from just the thought of Remy’s pussy wrapped around me.

And I'm just going to ignore the fact that it was the best goddamn sex of my life.

I could probably fuck Remy for the rest of my life and never get tired of her little moans, or the way she feels coming on my fingers.

The thought of experiencing her closeness and not getting to enjoy it makes me irrationally annoyed.

We fit so perfectly together that it actually makes me angry that we waited this long to start doing this.

It should probably scare me, but it feels so natural to want to be around her that I can’t really bring myself to be freaked out about it.

The sex isn't even on the forefront of my mind anymore—I just want her.

But now, with Remy… it feels like I'll maul anyone that dares to touch her.

All I can think of is that she's not Remy. Another wave of warmth surges through my chest as my morning thoughts return. I want Remy.

“You're mine,” I growl against her lips. “Your pleasure belongs to me.”

Fuck, it's like our bodies were molded for each other. They fit together so perfectly, so easily.

“Home? You guys live together? I didn't know you were dating.” “We're… not,” is Remy's answer. And I can't stop my heart from cracking a little bit at those words.

In all honesty, I don't know how I'll be able to fuck anyone else after Remy.

I lean against my door, nauseous at the thought of sleeping with another woman.

I know I need to be selfish if I want to be the best in the world but right now, in this moment, I feel like I would walk out of a packed arena with a title fight on the line if it would get me Remy. I would pick her every second of every day and every week. Because I'm completely, desperately in love with her.

I moan happily at the sight of him taking his control back. His look of desperation, of wild passion, is the sexiest fucking thing I've ever seen. I

“I love you so goddamn much. Sometimes it actually hurts.”