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I had my arms wrapped around his neck, and he was bouncing me up and down with his hands wrapped around my ass. He was moving me, and I wasn’t doing much work besides moaning louder than ever.

He started kissing me, moving his tongue around my mouth with a desperate hunger as he bounced me up and down on his dick.

He was grunting, and I was on the verge of screaming with pleasure. He started sucking on my neck, and I gasped.

He moved faster and harder, making my body his own. I felt myself getting closer.

“Are you close?” he asked breathlessly.

“Mmhmm. Don’t stop,” I said begging. I lowered my lips to his ear and whispered, “God Justin, please don’t stop. Don’t stop. Don’t stop.”

“Cum for me,” he said. “Cum for me, Anna. Oh god, baby.”

That was enough to push me over the edge and yell out his name. I let myself scream as loud as I wanted, all my inhibitions gone. I felt him cum at the same exact time again.

He held me tight while the waves of pleasure rocked us both. Then, he lowered me to the floor when were finished, and I had to sit down. I could hardly stand, my legs felt like jelly, and I even felt a little light headed. He gave a whole new meaning to the term “weak in the knees.”

“Fuck, you’re amazing,” he said.

“So are you,” I said.

Justin sat down next to me. We both relaxed while our breathing returned to normal.

“Can I ask you something?” I said after thinking about it for a minute.

“Sure. Ask away.”

“What did the guy say to you that made you so mad?”

Justin took a deep breath, and I knew right away this was going to be an uncomfortable subject for him.

“He was talking shit about Tammy.”

I instantly regretted asking him about it. I hadn’t intended to make him uncomfortable or to bring up something that so obviously hurt him. “Justin, I’m so sorry. That’s not okay.” I felt bad for him, and I could not believe that someone would stoop that low.

“It’s okay. I don’t think he’ll ever do it again.” He had an intense look on his face that told me I should drop the subject.

A few minutes of silence passed. I tried to think of something to say to break the silence, but I wasn’t sure if I should or not. The last thing I wanted to do was upset him even more. I decided to change the subject.

“Why were you so worried about your fight tonight? You seemed more high-strung than usual, and Artie said he was glad I’m with you because you need people to lead you in the right direction,” I told him.

Justin seemed to be considering his answer. “Well, I don’t know if I should tell you,” he said. I could tell he was serious which only made me want to know more.

“What do you mean? You know you can tell me anything, right?” I said grabbing his hand. I wanted him to know that I was serious about this.

“I made a stupid bet,” he finally admitted.

“What do you mean?” I wasn’t sure what to expect. Betting could be bad, and with the way he was acting, I was starting to assume it was really bad.

“Well, I made a bet on my last fight. I bet on myself to clear all my debt so I wouldn’t have to worry about anything anymore and then, I lost. So, I made a new bet with the same guy, a bet to clear the debt I now owe him. If I win my next four, well, three now, fights, then I won’t owe him a thing.”

“And if you lose?” I didn’t want to ask, but something told me I should.

He was hesitant, like he didn’t really want to tell me, and that’s what worried me the most. It had only been one week since we’d first had sex, but I cared about him so much. I cared about him before that night too, but over the last week, it had grown immensely.

“If I lose, then I owe him double, and who knows what else he will do if I can’t pay that. Which I know I can’t,” he said solemnly. “My only choice is to win and keep winning. I cannot afford to lose.”

I stood up and moved onto his lap. He wrapped his arms around my waist. “Well then, you will just have to win them all.”