Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 76365 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 382(@200wpm)___ 305(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76365 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 382(@200wpm)___ 305(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
“You don’t fucking know—”
“Yeah, I don’t!” I yelled and pushed him again. He barely moved back one step before he was right on me again. “Toddlers have better communication than you, but I guess they’re just as whiny, aren’t they?”
“Watch your fucking mouth, Bones,” he warned.
“Or what?” I pushed him with my chest and stalked him when he stumbled back. “Gonna cry to Mommy Troy? Get me taken out of the fight, too?”
“If you want to be a pussy—”
“The only one being a pussy here is you, you fucking dick,” I spat, pure venom in my voice. “Making selfish choices on your own because you can’t give up—”
Frankie swung back and sent his fist flying toward my face. I managed to dodge out of the way in time, and I grabbed his arm, twisting him closer. We grappled with each other, a mess of shoves, punches, and headbutts. I hadn’t had a schoolyard brawl in decades, but if Frankie needed to be taught a lesson, I wasn’t against roughing up the asshole.
“I’m keeping her safe,” Frankie growled as he shrugged me off and swung again.
I blocked his punch with my forearm and pushed him back. “The only thing you’re doing is holding her back.” I kicked at his side, managing to clip his thigh before he grabbed my foot.
“Oh, fuck off.” He tried to drag me closer, but I twisted my foot free and stepped back. Frankie’s punch landed on my shoulder, and I hissed. He still had the Freakshow power. “You were the one who dragged her out of the fucking ring.”
“And I was the first to say she should go back in.” I clipped his side with a hook again, and he doubled over with a pained grunt. Before I could smack him again, he righted himself and stepped out of range. “Because she’s good, Frankie. She can fucking win.” I stalked closer, my voice dropping into an angry hiss. “But you’re too blinded by what you call love to see how much it’s suffocating her.”
“What do you know about our love?” He took a step forward to meet me. “God, you are so fucking annoying. Shut the fuck up.”
Frankie grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me into a kiss. It was violent from the start, his teeth gnawing at my lips and tongue, biting down until I groaned with pain. I gripped his shoulders, digging my fingers into his skin until he jerked away with a curse. I grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him into another messy kiss, pushing him until his back collided with the wall. Our teeth knocked, tongues fighting against each other to get the upper hand.
I pulled back to breathe, tugging on his dress shirt so hard, the top button popped up and exposed his collarbones. My cock strained against my pants as Frankie gripped my chest and sides hard enough to leave bruises.
“Your nickname is fitting,” I ground out as I tugged his shirt again until another button popped off. “Roughing people up get you going? Is that why you want back in the ring, to get your knocks off?”
“You’re one to talk.” Frankie grabbed my hard dick through my pants and smirked when I grunted and jerked into his touch. “You’re hard as a fucking rock, Bones. So who’s the freak here?”
“Need a way to make you shut the fuck up,” I hissed and leaned into another kiss. I fumbled to pop the button of his dress pants and drag the zipper down. I slipped my hand into his pants, curling around his cock and squeezing as hard as I could.
Frankie jerked away with a hiss, but his dick pulsed in my hand.
“Maybe I should throat fuck you. Bruise the back of your throat so I don’t have to hear more of your bullshit.”
“I’d like to see you try.” He jerked down my sweatpants and boxers with a few tugs and wrapped a hand around my weeping cock. “I’d have you bent over the ring before you could whip your fucking cock out.”
“You already did that for me.” I smirked and tugged his pants down, letting his dick spring free. Frankie’s hot breath ghosted my lips when I gripped it and started tugging. “So who’s the desperate one?”
“Let’s make a deal,” he said and began pumping my shaft faster. “First one to come gets a punishment.”
“So you do like getting punished?” I challenged. I wasn’t going to back down from the easiest fight of my life. I tugged on his cock, running my thumb along the slit of his tip with each jerk. “What do you want your punishment to be, Frankie? Should I call everyone at Smiley’s and let them watch me fuck you raw?” His cock twitched beneath my hand, and my smirk grew. “Tape it and put it on our social media?”