The Champ:Bad Boys Book 5(7)

By: Jordan Silver


As a young teen that shit had been right up my alley, in fact up until about roughly an hour ago I was still all for that shit; that would’ve been my game of choice. But it seems I find her particular brand of resistance more appealing than all the fawning and easy fucks.

"So tell me Red, what's your name?" I looked at her in such a way that left nothing to the imagination. I’m not sure she noticed but as close as I held her, I made sure she wasn’t sitting directly on my cock or the jig would be up before we even got started. She doesn’t strike me as the type to appreciate having my monster poking at her on our first meet, and having her this close had him ready to break loose.

"Hah, do you usually manhandle women you don't know?" She glared up at me from her perch on my lap. She'd started out holding her body stiff as a board, but in the last few minutes she'd relaxed enough to rest back against my chest. I guess that could have something to do with the way I kept running my finger soothingly up and down her arm, taming her with my touch.

I hadn't even been aware of doing that shit and that was a little unsettling. An hour ago, I would’ve sworn all I wanted from the short beauty with the magnificent ass was a quick hard fuck and a chance to get my hands on that ass. Now I’m not so sure, the game had already been changed way off course from my usual playbook.

Nothing about this was going quite how I imagined. By now I should be in a back room or bathroom stuffing her but good with my cock. But somehow I find myself relaxing and enjoying just having her close. Waiting for whatever sassy remark she’d throw at me next, and breathing in her scent.

Shit, that's not what I was after. That shit smacked of relationship bullshit and she still hadn’t answered me. If I was gonna lose my shit over this girl I should at least know her name.

I squeezed her waist and gave her a look. "Name pretty girl."

She pouted and looked away. "Traci."

She’s fucking adorable and she wasn’t fooling me. She might be a tad bit wary of the situation, but I know when a woman is attracted and this one was. She was just better at hiding it than most.

"I'm Wyatt."

"Yes I heard, you plan on releasing me anytime soon? I think they close this place in a couple hours."

I grinned at her and felt something inside me shift. It had been way too long since I’d had this with a woman, this feeling of lightness and just plain fun. There was no simpering, or coquettish looks. She wasn’t playing games and I was more than a little surprised to realize that neither was I. Oh boy.

"Are you always this mouthy?" She looked up at me and bit into her plump bottom lip. I wasn’t sure about the look that flashed into her eyes just then, but I was sure I didn’t like it. I let it slide for now, sure there will be time enough to get to the bottom of whatever that was later. As someone who’d been raised with love, light and laughter I wasn’t accustomed to seeing fear in a woman’s eyes, but I’m pretty sure that’s what I’d seen there.

"I don't know, I'm not accustomed to strange men plopping me down on their laps in public so it could be a direct result of that." Such an enigma! Even as she gave me tit for tat I could feel the tension in her. “Relax Traci girl you’re safe, promise.” I let my eyes fall to her lips but thought better of it. The little sample I’d had earlier told me I was going back for more but not here, not now. When I taste those babies again we’re gonna be joined in more ways than one, or at the very least I want my hands on that ass for round two.

I couldn’t resist nuzzling her neck though, finding it next to impossible not to be touching her in some way or another. I had a quick flashback to high school. That first blush of love, the heart pounding, pulse racing feeling you get when you know you’re about to see your girl. But high school lust had nothing on this shit. She did one of those toss and tilt things with her hair that sexy women everywhere have been doing for eons, and I felt that shit in my dick.

Damn she's something. Chad had rounded up her girls by now and the boys were dragging tables and chairs over to join with ours. She seemed to relax a little more with them here, which was good, because I didn’t have any plans on letting her up anytime soon. My hand had slipped a little lower on her hip but I still kept it clean even though the roundness of her ass tempted me to cop a feel.

Jace brought over a chair for her. Mr. Fucking Congenial. "Here you go..." The hard glare I gave him had him backtracking fast. I kicked the offending chair back across the room and she glowered at me.

"She stays." I looked into her eyes as I made that announcement.

"What am I a dog? First they're cattle and now I'm a canine? What's with you and animals anyway?” Oh yeah this one is gonna give my cock a workout if she brings even an ounce of that fire to the bedroom, or kitchen counter, or wherever the fuck I happen to take her down first. That was going to be up to her though. If that shade of innocence I saw hiding in her eyes was for real, we’d do the bed first, after that all bets are off.

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