Voluptuously Yours,

Daringly Yours

Richard never once thought a person other than himself could think of him with such vigor and intricate depth.

His passionate zeal for himself was always enough and when he didn't have that, he'd try new techniques to reinforce it.

As he cooked the spaghetti earlier, his mind claimed back the lost thoughts. He had gone to an underground fight club earlier.

New ways to bring himself back- his skills for fighting were impressive due to his training during the time when he was in his 30s.

After the episode with his father, something shook in him and he needed to stabilize himself.

He saw a hefty guy in the ring, who probably just had a win. His chest was buffed and his body was marred with gashes of blood.

This was illegal fighting, it was hands on fighting and its allowed to immobilize the other.

When they didn't let him in, Richard simply snuck into the boxing ring and shoved the man down.

Fighting with another man seemed to bring his spirit up but he had gone mindless this time.

Beating and punching the nameless guy as Richard battered him into oblivion. Each jab and hook on the weaker parts of the opponent's body made him lunge in and the other's guy defense started to weaken.

The crowed grew wild, their cheers making Richard bloat and strengthening him.

Power seeped into him and with a killer uppercut he had punctured the guy's lung making the guy spew blood out onto his shirt.

The rest of men had to drag Richard back and kick him out.

Upon returning home and seeing how Dawn had taken care of him without inquiring made him soften. It eased him.

In a way of thanking her, he had made her the bowl of carbonara. When he settled the plate down and ready to share it with her, Richard remembered his earlier anger towards the beautiful woman.

Rider.

Silly to think he was jealous of himself which made him contemplate on something else.

Richard turned to nuzzle her ears and tracing his lips down her ear. "Why did you called that
name out?

She shivered, "That's a side of you I see and.."

He kissed her neck, scraping the skin with his teeth. "And?"

Her heart racing, she arched her neck for more. "I like that side more of you."

Nipping the skin there, he rasped. "You are saying you don't like Richard then?"

She couldn't concentrate on her or his words, she sounded breathy when he scotched down a path to her shoulder. Wait, she has to stop this. She was going to do anything more with him.

Uhhh.. that felt good. Maybe after few minutes, then she will stop him.

"I asked you something." He ordered.

Remembering his question, she breathed out. "Oh..Richard is something alright. He is bigger and better but...you as Rider makes me go a little crazy."

"What is that you like about Rider?" He leaned down, his hot breath skimming over nipples straining through her blouse.

She tried to think it through. Wanting to be careful with what she spoke but all in vain when she felt his hot tongue.

"Rider is a red blooded alpha male who is simple with simple needs. He is..."

When he licked the tip through the thin material, her breaths shallowed. "He is...my kinda-uhh!"