Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 78725 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78725 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
“And Heathens Hollow is just an underground ring,” Lotto quipped.
“Actually, about that.” We turned to River, who took off his gloves and threw them aside. “Troy’s been bugging the shit out of me. I assume it’s the same for you guys.”
“Unfortunately,” Ari confirmed. “I got another voicemail this morning. He isn’t too pleased with how long we’re taking.”
“Well, he can fucking wait.” Frankie motioned to Ari and Lotto. “Edit the videos. You two.” He pointed to us next. “Shower off. I’ll go talk with Venom again and see if the Beatbox is legit or not. If it is, Teo might not be enough.”
River snorted. “But I like him. Reminds me of a chihuahua.”
“And he’s as yappy as one, too. Now get going. We’ve wasted enough time as it is.”
We broke to do our own things. I followed River to the locker room, stripped down, and threw aside my sweaty shorts. When I turned to the showers, River was already walking off. His ass was as toned as the rest of him. I had to force my eyes up as I went in after him.
He turned on one of the showers and slipped beneath the stream. Water clung to his body and slid down the lines of his abs and V-line. I stood under the showerhead next to him, scrubbing at my face. The cold water did little to calm the fire threatening to swallow me.
“Thanks for the spar,” River said.
When I stepped away from my shower and opened my eyes, River’s ocean gaze pierced me to the core. Steam from his shower danced around his head, but I saw his smirk clearly. And that damn sexy smirk told me he’d noticed my eyes drifting a little too low.
“For the WCC.” I turned my shower even colder to fight off the thrum in my body.
“Either way.” River slipped closer and lifted a hand to test the temperature of my shower. “Do you always take ice-cold showers after fights, Bones?”
Shit. He was toying with me. The tilt to his playful question proved that. I swallowed and tried to shrug as nonchalantly as possible.
“When I get my ass kicked by a beefcake, sure.”
“Beefcake, huh?” His laugh bounced off the tiled walls, and he stepped closer, his long black hair clinging to his wet shoulders. “I take that as a compliment.”
He was so close I felt the deep rumble of his chuckle against my side. Fuck, I needed to get my head on straight. But when River ran a hand down his abs, my traitor eyes followed. His dick was already half-hard and twitched when his hand ghosted over it.
My mouth went dry. His cock was long and thick in all the right places. My body throbbed; I had to turn to the side slightly, so he didn’t see the beginning of my erection.
“Whatever,” I said.
“You know, before joining Perk’s Gym, I’d never really joined a team before. The whole experience kind of taught me something.”
“Am I supposed to care?” The question came out gruffer than I intended. It was hard to keep my mind on anything other than my twitching cock.
But then River slid behind me, his body pressed up against my back. I gasped when his hard length slipped across my ass. I tried to shift away, but his strong arms gripped my hips to keep me close. He forced me against the shower wall with no resistance. I should have pushed him off. Told him to stop. But when his cock slipped into the crack in my ass and he let out a deep groan, that thought flew out the fucking window.
“Teamwork is important, Bones.” His growl pounded into me harder than the stream of water. He reached around and wrapped a hand around my cock and jerked once. “And I need to see if we work well together.”
“Fuck you,” I grunted with absolutely no bite. My hips bucked into his tight grip. He held onto my cock as I started fucking myself into his fist.
“Gladly, if that’s what you want.” He leaned closer and his lips brushed along the tattoo on my shoulder. “But first, I want that cock of yours in my mouth. Oh, and Bones,” he teased, squeezing his hand on my dick so hard, I gasped. “Feel free to fuck my mouth like you’re already fucking my hand.”
I swung around. “You motherfu—”
River caught my shoulders, pushing me back against the tile. His mouth covered mine before I could finish my sentence. His kiss was as bruising as his fighting style. He pried my lips open with his tongue and immediately took charge, owning my mouth like he’d owned me in the ring. I grunted into the kiss when our dicks touched. River smirked and began grinding our members together, a strong hand on my throat pinning me in place.