Not So Innocent

Chapter 3

"No, you’re not allowed to fight," Archer says in his no nonsense tone.

With the building cleared out and Natalia half asleep in my car, I giflgured it

was the perfect time to ask.

"You don't have to make me a professional! Just give me the basics, pretty

please baby?"

Archer's eyes remain cold and he grounds his jaw together.

"Fine. Cmere,"

He walks us out to the ring, not bothering to bandage either of our hands or

pick up training pads.

"I'll show you why you shouldn't fight," he growls.

The second I'm in the ring, I don't even register his sweep before I'm knocked

flat on my back.

"Ugh!"

The air is knocked out of me, but I have no time to recover.

"Get up! If you were a real opponent I'd have knocked you out!"

I stand on wobbly feet and put my hands in the defense position I see

everyone else do, but it doesn't protect me from Archer. Both his hand reach

around, clapping right on each of my ears. The force of the blow leaves a

ringing noise, which distracts me from the heavy slap to the face.

I'm knocked to ground yet again due to his force, but in the back if my mind I

know he's holding back.

"Do you see that?!"

Archer kneels beside me now, pulling my body up so I sit limply on his lap.

"If that was full force punch you could have serious brain damage. I told you

there's no reason for you to be fighting, I'll protect you from whatever s**t your

worried about okay? But don't ever ask to fight again. You don't need to."

I place my head against my boyfriend's shoulder. He's right. I was so excited

to learn from him I didn't consider that I don't need to kickbox. He's here for

me and I have body gaurds at home for emergencies. I'm safe and there's a

million other activities I can take part in.

"I'm sorry," I whisper while he rubs my back. "I didn't mean to be

inconsiderate."

He just shushes me and plants a kiss on my forehead. I know I'll have to be

going soon and that I won't get to see him in person until Wednesday, so I

decide to take advantage of the situation.

I bring my lips to his, a gesture he quickly returns.

One thing I love about this man is his godly jaw. Perfect, especially when it

comes to kissing.

I give the stubble there a few pecks before Archer pulls me back to his mouth

hungrily.

It's a good thing the room is empty, because I'm laid softly on my back next.

The ring floor isn't very comfortable, but it's not a concern as I focus on Archer

climbing on top of me. I moan when he does his tongue tricks, also making

him grind into my open legs.

"Archer-"

"I know babe," he husks out.

He knows I want to wait until marriage for s*x, but I'm weak as hell. Every

time we got caught in a position like this I end up begging him not to make me

wait anymore. Luckily, I found the most amazing man and he keeps my

original request in mind. We do oral sometimes, but even when I say he can

do more, he respects my preset boundaries. Yet another reason to love the

man before me.

In an attempt to stay intimate, but calm my raging hormones down, he moves

down to my neck. He unlaces the top of my vest just enough to have my

breasts bared to him before diving in. Starting at my neck, he sucks

ferociously in several spots. I groan, wanting to beg more but knowing it won't

do me any good, I focus on his lips. His lips are magic, making me whimper

in desperate need of more contact. I let out a small yell with his teeth finish

the job, indicating he's moving lower now.

I hear Archer groan so I open my eyes and run my fingers through his hair. Is

he sore from practice?

"You have the most beautiful body babe," he grits out before gripping my

waist tightly.

He’s it like a child on Christmas morning, leaning down and using his nose to

move the fleshy mounds. He smiles at their jiggling and I laugh, knowing

playing with me is one of his favorite activities.

"Archer..."

He catches on to my words, giving me a playful glare before bringing his

mouth to my breasts. He places hot open-mouthed kisses in circles before

licking his way to my n****e.

Finally reaching his destination, he begins to suck contently.

The first time he ever snuck into my house, he laid in bed with me doing this

very activity for hours. He left my boobs so well sucked that they looked like

two large bruises the next day. He laughed at the time, but I had to tell him to

chill out with this.

Even though he's only snuck into my room a total of four times in the past five

months we've been together, all the times after were spent exploring other

things so as not to get carried away.

I'm sure he would be at this all night, if it wasn't for Hank. Stupid Hank. His

burly voice pops up right outside the ring.

"As much as I love a free porn show, I need to get this place closed for

competition upstairs tomorrow."

Archer growls in frustration, moving higher up my body to block Hanks view.

"We'll be out in a minute."

That's all the middle-aged man needs before heading out with his annoying

whistle sounds.

"Well that's a bust sweetheart. Come on."

I sit up and let Archer lace my top back up. I sweet he enjoys my clothes

more than I do. He smiles down at me as if he knows something I don't.

"What's that look?"

He lets out a small laugh before picking me up so stand again. Heading out of

the ring, he finally answers.

"You'll see baby. Remember to Skype me at nine sharp tomorrow okay?"

I nod and we exchange a few more kisses before saying our goodbyes.

"I'll see you Wednesday. We'll go out for dinner after the fight okay?"

I nod excitedly. It's not all that often that we actually get to go somewhere.

Hiding from the press and all. Can't let my parents find out, especially from a

magazine.

"Wednesday. I love you Archer," I gush before giving him one long kiss.

"Love you more babe."

With our departing words, he goes to his car and I go to mine. Hopping in, I

honk the horn, startling both my best friend who sleeps in the passenger seat

and Hank who was just locking the doors.

"You ass! I'm sleeping here!"

"No," I correct. "You were sleeping but you slept through most of the practice

so I don't feel bad."

She Huff's and mumbles obscenities under her breath.

After dropping her off and making sure she reaches the door without falling, I

head home to park in the same spot as yesterday, diverting suspicion.

I decide to use the front door this time, knowing our only security are the

cameras but there's no reason for anyone to check them.

What a night. I make it to my bedroom door opening it slowly and closing it

behind me softly. Made it.

Or so I thought.

My dear eldest brother James sits on the edge of my bed with crossed arms.

"Explain," he demands.