Imani POV
I grab my bag and follow him to the basement of the house. We walk down the stairs and we end up in a white room, with a black and silver fridge in the corner and weapons lined up against the wall.
Marcus takes off his shoes, socks, and tie, placing them to the side. I give him a blank expression, "Turn around I have to change." He mumbles under his breath but turns around. I take off my light blue sundress letting it fall on the floor. I quickly put on my pants and a crop tank top, I put my dress in my bag and throw it to the side. "You can look."
He turns around, he begins to blush a bit. I smirk, "Don't get distracted hot stuff~" He returns it and slowly unbuttons his white button up. I gawk a bit, mumbling curse words under my breath. He chuckles, "What was that about getting distracted~"
I scoff, "Whatever, let's start."
He gets in his fighting stance, "3."
I stare at him, "2"
He gives me a cocky smirk, "1"
I return it, "Go."
Runs towards me, and tries to throw a punch, keyword 'try'. I grab his fist and he looks stunned, I kick him in the gut as hard as I can. He slides back a bit and comes back at me, I remain calm and dodge them with ease. With each punch and kick he misses, the more angered he gets.
I grab his thigh and pull it towards me, allowing his upper body to hang back a bit, I toss him and threw him against the wall. He bangs his head pretty hard, I run to him and punch him in the face.
I continue to do so, with each punch he desperately tries to dodge. I take a few quick steps back, looking at his bruised, sweaty and sexy body. He glares at me, "I guess I shouldn't hold back?"
Anger fills my body, "You were holding back?!" He continues to glare at me, "Yeah, so what?"
My auntie always told me that I was a beast when I'm angry, I guess she's right.
Marcus POV
I could feel a dark aura around Imani, I didn't waste any time and I ran over to her punching her in the gut. He slides back a bit but she holds her ground, I continue to attack her but she doesn't move a muscle. Bruises from all over her body but she seems unfazed.
I punch her in the stomach again but she catches my hand again. She looks up at me, for a second her brown eyes looked red, she squeezes my hand and I scream in pain. She then glares at me, "You said you wouldn't hold back~ How can we have a fair fight if you think I'm a weak little girl?"
I look at her, then I use my other hand and grab her waist pulling her down. She loses her grip on me and I flip us allowing me to top her. I grab her wrist and place my knee in between my leg. Before she could break free I kiss her lips, "I don't think you're weak." She stops thrashing around, she seems a bit stunned by the sudden act of affection but she gives me a small glare.
"I'm sorry for holding back, I didn't mean to offend you."
I look at her and she moves her gaze to the wall, I catch my breath a bit, letting my guard down. Imani flips us, grabs my wrist and holding me down. She smirks at me and sits on my crotch area.
I start to get a bit flustered and grow a bit hard, I try to break free and she chuckles at my actions. "Move and I'll hit you where the sun don't shine~" I gulp a bit, "You win."
She smirks and moves her lower region a bit, making me groan. She seems pleased my by reaction and continues, I return her smirk and she lets me go. We both stand and I place my hand on her waist and pull her close to me, "Keep teasing me and I'll let my beast out."
She lets her arms hang from my shoulder, "I think I can handle it." Before I can slide my hands down to her ass, she gets up and walks to the exit. "I'm going to head home." I stare at her ass and bite my lip, "Pack your stuff! I'll come by early tomorrow to move you in."
"Ok~"
As she walks away I look at the bulge in my pants, "I'll get you back for this and show you a beast you can't tame."
Next Morning
I get out of the moving truck and groan in pain from the bruises Imani gave me from last nights fight. I ring her doorbell, she opens it. She's wearing some camo sweat pants and a white sleeveless turtle neck. She gives me a hug but flinches a bit from her bruises as well.
"I fucked you up pretty bad, huh." I lift her shirt to see a large purple bruise on her abs. She rolls up my sleeve to see her handy work and chuckles, "Looks like I fuck you up too." She leads me to the couch and sits me down walking away from me shortly afterward.
She comes back with a small white bottle, she sits down in front of me and gives me a small smile. "Take off your shirt." I sit there in silence, rendering what she just asked. "Marcus?" I snap out of it and take off my shirt, she starts to put the white cream on the tip of her 2 fingers.
"Stand still, this is cold." She starts to rub the cold cream on my bruises, the pain quickly fades away. I touch her bruises on her arms and she doesn't seem to notice. I then touch the large bruise on her stomach and she flinches.
"Don't touch it, the cream didn't work and I'm out of pain meds."
I nod and let her finish, she closes the cap and places the bottle on the table, before she could leave I grab her wrist to keep her in place.
I lean in and kiss her, she kisses me back and I smile a bit. I lick the bottom of her lip to ask for entrance, she opens her mouth and I explore a bit. She moans and places one hand on my chest and the other on the back of my neck, pulling me closer. I then pick her up and place her on my lap, she straddles me and moves a bit to get comfortable. I groan and feel her smile a bit, our lips finally part and feeling of lust filled the room.
She pants a bit leans into my ear. "Help me pack a few things and I'll be ready." She pulls away and I nod.
Mini Timeskip
Once all of her stuff is in my room I hold her hand, "Are you sure you're ok with sleeping in my room." She gives me a warm smile, "Yeah, you generate a lot of heat, I like that~" I chuckle a bit, 'God, I love her.'
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Conquer
RomanceImani Adams is your average badass, intelligent black girl. Although she doesn't have many friends, she doesn't seem to mind due to how busy she is with being a fitness trainer and designing logos/covers for companies. Marcus Roseno is your Average...