Rowdy (A Taboo Short) (5 page)

Rowdy

I
was playing with fire, that I knew for fucking sure. But God, I couldn’t help myself where Cassandra was concerned. I’d given her three fucking weeks to herself, stayed away, even though I’d wanted nothing ore than to go to her. Yeah, I knew where she loved because I’d been training with Eric for so long, but I hadn’t wanted to press her.

But all I’d been able to think is how I put my foot in my mouth and told her being with her had been a mistake.

It wasn’t. It would never be a mistake with her.

I’d wanted her for a long time, I’d had her, and that taste made me obsessed, intoxicated, and I knew I couldn’t just let her go.

I wouldn’t.

I’d pulled her into the darkened alley, and although it wasn’t really safe, there was no way anyone would be smart enough to fuck with us. If they were that stupid I’d make sure they got the beat down of their life.

I was hard for her, so fucking hard I couldn’t even think straight. The crowd from the movie theater had dissipated, and there were only the few stragglers left behind that could be heard. But her friends were still on the other side of the building, and I wanted them gone. I wanted Cassandra all to myself.

“Tell them you’re fine, that I’ll take you home,” I whispered, now pressed right up against her. I know she could feel my erection, because fuck, I was grinding it into her belly.

“Why would I want to tell them that?” she whispered, her hands on my biceps now, her fingers digging into my arms.

“Because you want me to take you home.” I was confident, arrogant even, but I could tell she was hot for me. “You want me as much as I want you. Three weeks without having you is fucking hell.”

I heard her swallow and loved the dazed look on her face. She didn’t answer for long seconds, but then she exhaled and nodded.

“Yeah, despite all of this and what happened, I want you so badly, Rowdy.”

I closed my eyes and groaned, resting my forehead against hers. “I’m sorry about saying that, baby, I really am.  It’s not a mistake being with you. The only reason I said it was because you’re too good for me, and I’m worried about fucking up your life. I’m worried about making things tense with your father.”

She looked up at me with her wide eyes, maybe surprised I’d said anything at all.

“Your father is like my second dad, and I don’t want him thinking I want his only daughter because of a piece of ass.”

She licked her lips and I watched the act. “You don’t want me as just a piece of ass?” she asked honestly, softly.

I pressed my cock firmly into her belly. “No, far from it,” I breathed out, my mouth so close to hers. “I want so much more, and that should scare the fuck out of you.”

I pulled back and looked into her face. “Now tell your friends I’ll take you home.”

Cassandra

I
could have blamed my stupidity on the fact I was caving so easily, but the truth was I knew love made people do crazy things.

And this was definitely crazy.

But Rowdy said he didn’t just want sex with me, and I believed him. I knew he wasn’t the kind of guy to bullshit or lie just to get what he wanted, especially when I knew he could have sex with anyone he wanted.

“Okay,” I said and pushed him back. He took a step away from me, and I swallowed as I walked over to my friends to tell them Rowdy would take me home. When they were gone and I turned around, a soft sound left me at the fact Rowdy was right behind me.

“God, you’re so fucking beautiful,” he murmured, and I felt my heart jump in my chest.

Yeah, if I hadn’t been in love with Rowdy already, I could see herself falling for the fighter pretty damn hard.

If I was going to make a mistake, and possibly get my heart hurt in the process, well, I wanted to enjoy every minute of it.

Rowdy

W
ith Violet now living with Malachi, I had my apartment all to myself. I hadn’t brought a woman back here since before my sister lived with me. I didn’t want Violet to get uncomfortable, or hear anything.

Cassandra wasn’t like other women, though. She was special, and I was going to make sure she was treated as such. I was going to make sure she knew how much I cared for her, and that she wasn’t just a piece of ass for me.

She’d never be that for me.

After entering my apartment, I closed the door and flicked on the light. I hadn’t cleaned the place up in a couple of days, not expecting a female to come here, and I quickly grabbed some of the shirts that were on the floor and over the couch and tossed them into the laundry.

“Sorry about the mess,” I muttered, feeling a little embarrassed by it.

“It’s not that bad. You’d be surprised about what I’ve seen and consider messy.”

“You’ve seen a lot of guys’ bedrooms?” Anger filled me suddenly at the thought of her being in another guy’s place.

“I’ve had to clean the locker room for my dad. You guys stink, your hygiene is gross, and apparently no one knows how to pick up after themselves.” She smiled after she spoke, and it was like the room lit up.

“Not all of us are like that.”

“Do you really want to talk about men’s cleanliness right now?” she teased.

I chuckled. “No.” But as the seconds ticked by and the longer I stared at her, my arousal slammed through the roof.  “What I want to do to you would probably scare you, Cassandra.” I watched her arousal start to take root, could even see the way her pulse beat at the base of her throat. “Take off your clothes, baby.”

Cassandra started breathing faster, and I got so fucking hard for her. The lust shining in her eyes matched mine. I knew it.

I wanted her like a fire bastard.

“You want me to get naked?”

“Yes,” I said instantly, knowing my voice as thick as hell. “It’s just you and me, and it’s been so long since I had you, Cassandra. I’m so very hungry for you.” God damn, was that my voice, all husky and filled with promise? “We won’t have any interruptions.”

“Unlike at the party,” she murmured, and I was aware she was looking at my mouth.

“I need you in my bed, want my scent all over you.” I was surprised by how much I wanted that. “I want you screaming my name when I take you again.”

She made this little sound, but then, thank fuck, she started to undress. I watched as she peeled every single layer of clothing off until she was stood before me naked. She was a thing of beauty. I was a fighter to the core, a complete asshole at times, but I knew how precious Cassandra was and is to me. She was inside my head, and my heart. What she didn’t know was that she held all the power over me, not the other way around. I had to go to her. I couldn’t wait around any longer. She called to me in ways no one else had.

“You sure you’re not going to regret this, are you?” she asked, and I heard the tremble in her voice.

“No. Fucking. Way.”

I’d been such a bastard to her, and I hated that, hated she felt like shit afterward.

“You made me cry, and as much as that sounds a little girly to admit, I want you to know it’s only because I care about you, Rowdy.”

Fuck, she cried? I made her cry?

“I’m so damn sorry, baby. I’ll never make you cry again.”

Cassandra averted her gaze and shook her head. “I’ve got a feeling when it comes to you that you’re going to make me cry a lot.”

I took a deep breath. I didn’t like how certain she sounded, as if I wouldn’t be able to help myself in making her miserable.

Stepping toward her, I cupped her chin, tilting her head back so she had no choice but to look at me. “Babe, I’m not going to hurt you. I swear it on everything I am.”

She licked her lips, and I saw the cloud of tears in her eyes.

I didn’t want to let her go.

Cassandra

I
was a fool to think I could do this. I’d been told many times that Rowdy was only into casual fucking, not deep and meaningful relationships. But the way he looked at me, spoke to me ... touched me, told me he cared for me. He didn’t do relationships, and I didn’t do just plain fucking. Even as I said thought those words, I grabbed his arms, sinking my nails into his flesh, needing him like I needed to breathe.

I didn’t want to go, and yet I didn’t want to stay because I knew he could break my heart into a thousand pieces. The heartbreak would kill me for sure.

I need to tell him how I feel.

Rowdy sank his fingers into my hair, pulling on the strands so my head pulled back. “This can stop at any time. I don’t want to force you into anything you’re not ready for.”

“I don’t want to stop,” I said.

“Cassandra, I’m not going to pretend that I don’t have a reputation of being an asshole. Fuck, I didn’t like Malachi being with my sister because a part of me knew he was like me.” He stroked his thumbs over my face. “You deserve better but I can’t let another man touch you. I can’t think of anyone else having you. I want you as mine.”

I stared at his lips, wanting them on me. I was a sucker for this man.

Rowdy claimed my mouth. The first touch was light, and the hand in my hair tightened into a fist. I was completely naked while he was completely clothed. With his other hand Rowdy gripped my naked ass, pulling me against him, rubbing my body next to his. Even though he wore jeans, I liked the rough edge of his clothing. Rowdy had always been rough to my smooth. Even now, we contrasted, and yet it felt totally right.

Being with him felt so right.

“I’ll always take care of you,” Rowdy said against my lips. “I’ll never give you cause to run from me.”

I pulled back and stared at him. “Are you promising me a future?”

Cassandra

“I
’m promising whatever you need, baby.”

I had to tell him how I felt before this went so far there was no turning back. He deserved to know how I felt ... how I truly felt.

“I love you,” I spit out the words, my heart in my throat, my body shaking. I was scared of what he’d say scared of how this would play out. He looked shocked, his eyes wide, his face a mask of surprise.

Shit, I’ve ruined this moment.

And then he crushed his mouth to mine, leaving me no doubt he was happy.

“Oh baby.” He kissed me again and again. “I love you. I didn’t know you were gone until I didn’t know if I’d ever get to keep you as mine, but fuck,” he breathed out and kissed me in long, drugging sweeps of his tongue and lips. “Fuck, this is love. I feel it in my soul.”