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he says kissing my neck.
The girl stalks off not happy to see he has a woman.
“Ladies and Gentlemen there seems to have been a mix up in the order of tonight’s fights. The first match of the night is Taylor ‘The Hawk’ Hawkins and Bobby ‘Rampage’ Moore.” The crowd lets out some boos, but I am relieved to see my brother walk out of the ring unscathed for now.
My phone vibrates inside my bra. I excuse myself to the bathroom so I can check it without Royce looking over my shoulder. Once I am out of his sight I pull my phone out to see I have a text from a number I don’t recognize.
Unknown: Next time we meet I am going to bend that ass over until you are begging me—to go deeper and harder until you feel me in your throat. -Parker
Heat flames between my thighs at his words. A blush creeps downs my cheeks, over my shoulders, and down to my chest.
Me: Is that a promise xx
I wait for a minute to see if he is going to reply, but there is nothing. I make my way into the bathroom and brace my hands against the sink. A part of me can’t believe he really just said that to me. I know nothing about him other than what I have either read, or heard through gossip, and yet he has such an effect on me. The bathroom door slams shut and I hear the clicking of the lock. Before I can even look over to see who’s entered the bathroom a hand is clamped over my mouth, and an arm is wrapped around my waist. My survival instinct kicks in and tears well up in the corners of my eyes, until I look to see Parker standing behind me with a mask of determination on his face. I was sure the Garretti brothers were here to make good on Charlie’s debt.
He releases the hand he is holding over my mouth, and presses me into the counter while whispering, “I promise,” against the back of my neck. I try and squeeze my knees together. I’m afraid my arousal is so wet and heated it is going to run down my thighs. My panties are coated with my want for him to deliver his words. With his free hand he lightly rubs his fingers down my arm while placing a single kiss at the v in the back of my dress. My knees go weak at the sensation of his lips making contact with my bare skin.
“Parker,” I moan his name as my head rolls back to a rest on his shoulder. Parker doesn’t speak. He goes down behind me on his knees and lifts the skirt of my dress. He traces the outline of my silk panties with his tongue skillfully.
“Tell me you want me Brandi. Tell me that you should have cancelled your date the moment I knocked on your door today.” He bites the left cheek of my ass through my panties, and the only thing I can think is I wish he would take them off and fuck me already. “Say it!” he bites me again but with more force causing me to bite down on my lower lip.
“Please Parker, take me. Rip my panties off and fuck me.” He rubs his hands up my thighs and pushes them apart. With one finger he crooks my panties to the side. Taking his other hand, he pinches my clit. Parker takes his time sliding my panties down my legs. After I step out of them he places them in his pocket.
“I think I’ll hold on to these.”
My phone begins vibrating. I am sure it is Royce wondering where I have disappeared to.
“Next time you’ll’ invite me in,” Parker says angrily.
And with that I am alone in the bathroom.
“Hell,” I whisper to myself and pick my phone up from the sink. “Hello,” I answer Royce’s call trying not to let him hear how shaky my voice is.
“Where are you, you okay?” Royce sounds panicked on the other end of the line.
“Sorry, I think the pasta upset my stomach. I started feeling queasy, but I think I am better now. I didn’t miss Kline’s fight did I?”
“No, you sure don’t want me to take you home?”
“Yeah,” I hang up with him after assuring him for the fifth time that I am fine. Lying to him causes me to feel horrible, and I feel like the worst date for almost fucking Parker Garrett in the
The girl stalks off not happy to see he has a woman.
“Ladies and Gentlemen there seems to have been a mix up in the order of tonight’s fights. The first match of the night is Taylor ‘The Hawk’ Hawkins and Bobby ‘Rampage’ Moore.” The crowd lets out some boos, but I am relieved to see my brother walk out of the ring unscathed for now.
My phone vibrates inside my bra. I excuse myself to the bathroom so I can check it without Royce looking over my shoulder. Once I am out of his sight I pull my phone out to see I have a text from a number I don’t recognize.
Unknown: Next time we meet I am going to bend that ass over until you are begging me—to go deeper and harder until you feel me in your throat. -Parker
Heat flames between my thighs at his words. A blush creeps downs my cheeks, over my shoulders, and down to my chest.
Me: Is that a promise xx
I wait for a minute to see if he is going to reply, but there is nothing. I make my way into the bathroom and brace my hands against the sink. A part of me can’t believe he really just said that to me. I know nothing about him other than what I have either read, or heard through gossip, and yet he has such an effect on me. The bathroom door slams shut and I hear the clicking of the lock. Before I can even look over to see who’s entered the bathroom a hand is clamped over my mouth, and an arm is wrapped around my waist. My survival instinct kicks in and tears well up in the corners of my eyes, until I look to see Parker standing behind me with a mask of determination on his face. I was sure the Garretti brothers were here to make good on Charlie’s debt.
He releases the hand he is holding over my mouth, and presses me into the counter while whispering, “I promise,” against the back of my neck. I try and squeeze my knees together. I’m afraid my arousal is so wet and heated it is going to run down my thighs. My panties are coated with my want for him to deliver his words. With his free hand he lightly rubs his fingers down my arm while placing a single kiss at the v in the back of my dress. My knees go weak at the sensation of his lips making contact with my bare skin.
“Parker,” I moan his name as my head rolls back to a rest on his shoulder. Parker doesn’t speak. He goes down behind me on his knees and lifts the skirt of my dress. He traces the outline of my silk panties with his tongue skillfully.
“Tell me you want me Brandi. Tell me that you should have cancelled your date the moment I knocked on your door today.” He bites the left cheek of my ass through my panties, and the only thing I can think is I wish he would take them off and fuck me already. “Say it!” he bites me again but with more force causing me to bite down on my lower lip.
“Please Parker, take me. Rip my panties off and fuck me.” He rubs his hands up my thighs and pushes them apart. With one finger he crooks my panties to the side. Taking his other hand, he pinches my clit. Parker takes his time sliding my panties down my legs. After I step out of them he places them in his pocket.
“I think I’ll hold on to these.”
My phone begins vibrating. I am sure it is Royce wondering where I have disappeared to.
“Next time you’ll’ invite me in,” Parker says angrily.
And with that I am alone in the bathroom.
“Hell,” I whisper to myself and pick my phone up from the sink. “Hello,” I answer Royce’s call trying not to let him hear how shaky my voice is.
“Where are you, you okay?” Royce sounds panicked on the other end of the line.
“Sorry, I think the pasta upset my stomach. I started feeling queasy, but I think I am better now. I didn’t miss Kline’s fight did I?”
“No, you sure don’t want me to take you home?”
“Yeah,” I hang up with him after assuring him for the fifth time that I am fine. Lying to him causes me to feel horrible, and I feel like the worst date for almost fucking Parker Garrett in the
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