Rolling With the Punches

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Authors: Samantha Westlake
little and wince. I broke off the kiss, pulling back to look at Rhodes with concern.
    "Does that hurt?" I asked, my voice filled with worry. I didn't want to ruin this by hurting the man! "Did you get hit there?"
    There was still a brief note of pain in the man's eyes, but that didn't dim the burning desire I saw there. "It's okay," he reassured me. "You can hit me wherever you want - I don't mind a little pain mixed in." And as soon as he finished speaking this, he dove back in.
    Before, when we had kissed before the fight began, there had been a definite undercurrent of desire, of raw lust, fueling our actions. Now, however, that drive felt at least ten times as intense. It was hard for me to keep any other thought in my head, besides thoughts of this man and what I wanted to do to him. What I wanted him to do to me.
    And if I understood the man correctly, I now had free reign to do whatever I pleased. I knew immediately what I was going for.
    As Rhodes lowered me back down to the ground, I took a step back, away from him. I reached down and, using just two fingers, lightly pried his hands off of my hips. I saw a brief look of sadness pass across the man's features as I pulled myself free, but I just smiled back. I had a treat in store for him.
    Once I was free, standing in front of the big boxer and feeling his hungry eyes upon me, I gave him my most seductive grin. I reached down to the hem of my dress and slowly worked my fingers up my thighs. Each inch pulled the dress up higher, and I could see the man's eyes eating up every move of my fingers.
    My hands finally reached my hips, and I felt the lacy edges of my underwear there. I said a silent but fervent prayer for Alexis, thanking her for convincing me to wear something a little classier than my usual undergarments. These things might be itchy and uncomfortably tight, but they certainly looked good on me - or off of me.
    My fingers slid around the edges of my panties and slowly, making each action abundantly clear, I lowered them down until they were only loosely around my thighs. One twitch of my legs, and they fell down, landing on the floor in between my legs.
    With my panties off, I could now feel the light fabric of the yellow sundress as it brushed against me. Using one foot, I picked up my panties, slipping my foot out of my heel so that my bare toes could wrap around the thin fabric. I lifted it up and reached down, taking my panties out of the grasp of my toes. I twirled them around my finger as I looked up at Rhodes.
    One glimpse of the man's face showed me that he was a big fan of this sexy gesture. He was all but salivating as he itched to get his hands back on me.
    So I stepped back forward, into his reach, to let him do exactly that.
    Immediately, the man's hands were yanking up my skirt, eagerly grabbing for my newly exposed ass. I met his lips and kissed him, but then, as I knotted both of my hands around his bald dome, I roughly thrust him down. If I was really going to cut loose, I was definitely going to ensure that I got all the pleasure out of this encounter that I could manage.
    It took most of my strength to even register to the hulking bouncer, but he finally caught the message. His head ducked down, below my hoisted skirt, and his hands slid from grabbing twin handfuls of my ass to instead wrap around my thighs, pulling me in towards him. When I glanced down, the bulge beneath my dress almost made me look pregnant, and I had to stifle a giggle at the absurd thought.
    But then the man's tongue came flicking out, and those giggles were instantly replaced by gasps.
    Even before I had taken off my panties, I had been wet from imagining what was to come, and that lacy little piece of fabric had been all but soaking wet when it slid down my thighs. Even the stirring of my dress against my naked area was a rush, sending little sparks of excitement dancing up and down my spine. I was dying to be touched.
    So when Rhodes' long, supple tongue lightly

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