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My brother always said I had a habit of choosing bad men. He didn't have a say. He was a boxer way past his prime. Our mom had me late when Apollo was in his 20s. She had a womb of steel to not have me by caesarean. But that's a different story.
I moaned against his lips as he forced me up against the wall of the hotel. He was strong and knew how to keep me pinned. His lips were warm and smooth as his tongue moved down into my throat. I moaned against him more and in seconds he tore away my tank top and removed my bra before I could even blink. He stopped for a split second and placed my hands against his shirt while his lips devoured mine again. I pulled his shirt over his head and he helped me get it off. He was so tall and his stomach was flat and rock hard. This only turned me on more. Once his shirt was off, I worked at his pants.
I had flown in from Colorado to watch my big brother fight- some exhibition match with a Russian soldier. The problem was Apollo Creed had come out of a five year retirement. What the hell is he thinking?
"Seriously, what the hell are you thinking?" I asked him in his large room of his large mansion. He waved me off.
"This guy's a push over. Some Russian guy who I can easily beat." he said. I winced.
"Apollo… I may not have seen this guy, but I am pretty sure anyone can be you now. You're not the young man you use to be." I said gently and he just waved me off.
"Look, I didn't pay for you to come all the way here just so you can lecture me on mortality." he snapped. I tensed some and nodded.
"You're right. If this is what you want. I support you." I replied. He gave me a look over.
"Good. Will you be staying here tonight?" he asked. I shrugged. My things were still in the car I had rented.
"I can." I replied and he nodded.
"Good. I want you at the press conference with me and Rocky tonight. Show em' what a real American family looks like." he said. I looked down in thought before hearing the door open. I looked to see Mary Ann coming in and I smiled and her eyes brightened on me.
"Alicia! I didn't know you were here!" she said in happiness moving with great speed to me.
"Hey!" I said happily and moved over and embraced her. We had gotten along great even when she and Apollo started dating. She was like my big sister, and I knew I could tell her anything.
"When did you get in?" she asked. I melted into her hug before moving back.
"Just a few minutes ago. I wanted to hear with my own ears why my brother is thinking he's David, taking on a giant. I heard he was huge." I replied and she gave me a look.
"Girl, yes. You haven't seen him?" she asked. I shook my head.
"No." I responded and she shook her head slowly.
"I worry for my husband, but he doesn't seem to notice." She said looking at Apollo who was looking at suits in his closet.
"My favorite girls are worrying about nothing." he said glancing at us through the large body mirror in the corner of the room. I merely shook my head and Mary Ann looked at me.
"How is Colorado?" she asked. I smiled.
"Good very good." I replied.
"And you're photography?" she asked. I smiled even more.
"It's really good actually. I have some weddings to go to in the next month." I replied.
"Oh that's wonderful. Glad that is working out for you." she said. I nodded.
"Thanks. Well I am going to unpack then hit the gym." I said heading to the door. Apollo pointed at me.
"Hey! Make sure you're back in this house by 8 the press is at 10 tonight." he said. I waved my hand.
"I got it, I got it." I responded. As I was moving down the hall, I had bumped into Rocky outside. He saw me and smiled.
"Hey Alicia." he called and I smiled at him.
"Rocky hi." I said hugging him. He had a nice manly smell about him. It was easy for me to smell people when they were near, and I liked the scent of a man. I pulled back and he looked at my car.
"You just getting in?" he asked and I nodded.
"Yes. I was unpacking my things then hitting the gym." I responded. He nodded.
"Well I don't want to hold you up. It's good to see you. Here I'll help you unload." he said. I smiled and nodded.
"Thanks, Rock." I replied. With Rock's help I was able to make it to the gym a bit early. There was a lot of press there. I thought for a moment they would be here for me, but I could tell it was for something else. I decided not to get curious. I walked inside hearing nothing but chatter and camera flashing sounds. Someone famous must have been here. This gym was for high classed people. Not just anyone could afford a membership. I was wearing a black sports bra under a black tank and tight white shorts. The noise of whoever was here still bothered me, so I went to the second floor which had the track. If you leaned over you could see the bottom of the gym. The noise was not an improvement so I decided to do my stretches and just start my run. I started out with forty minutes of jogging before some guy in a yellow jump suit came over to me by the doors.
"Get off the track we have star coming." he said in a thick Russian accent. I looked him over.
"Excuse me. You don't know me. You do not command me." I stated. He looked me over and then stiffened.
"Ma'am. Please get off the track." he said forcing a kinder tone. I grabbed my gym back shooting him a glare on my way back. I could hear the crowd coming up the stairs of the building so I took a side door down to the first floor. The remainder of my gym was lifting weights, seeing old friends, and then hitting a bar Apollo use to go to in town. The sun would be coming down soon, and I still had time to just live a little. I was sitting at the bar by myself now since most of my old friends had husbands and lives to go back to. I made sure to call Apollo to tell him where I was and that I would be back home soon.
I use to wish I had a life to go back to. Back in Colorado I just worked. I had no husband or someone to rely on me. Someone sat down beside me, their large form towered over me it seemed. I glanced at him to see he was a tall white guy with sharp blonde hair and wore all black as if he didn't want to really be noticed.
"Another shot Miss Creed?" Louis the bartender asked. I smiled politely.
"No thank you. You've taken care of me enough." I replied. I noticed the large man look over at me and I couldn't tell if I had seen correctly, but he looked almost disgusted. I looked up at him.
"Can I help you?" I asked. He now looked away quite quickly as if not wanting to be looked in the face. He was cute.
"No…sorry." he muttered. Was that an accent I hear? I arched a brow and he slowly glanced back at me. I just looked away and just looked forward.
"What's a guy like you doing in a place like this?" I asked. The bar was a bit loud, but conversation side by side could still be exchanged. He looked down at me wondering if I was talking to him. I looked dead at him and he just blinked as if mildly taken back. He just looked away and I shrugged. "Suit yourself." I finished my shot and rummaged through my suit looking for cash.
"Why is Creed's wife at bar?" he asked. I glanced up at him now definitely catching an accent since he spoke louder. I chuckled.
"Just because my last name is Creed doesn't mean I am Apollo Creed's wife." I replied and he hunched over a bit as if mildly embarrassed.
"Sorry. I should not assume." he said. Now I turned my body to him.
"It's okay. Why are you here?" I asked. He looked at me a bit stunned.
"I am just trying…to get away from it all." he responded. His English seemed worked at. I haven't met too many foreigners in Colorado.
"Are you Russian?" I asked and he nodded looking around some before looking down at me.
"Yes. Uh… From Soviet Union." he replied. I nodded and smiled.
"Cool." I responded raising my hand. "I'm Alicia." He looked at my hand and seemed somewhat taken back by it. Slowly he took it and he nodded.
"Ivan Drago." he responded. I smiled.
"Nice to meet you Mr. Drago." I replied. "So what is a man like you need to get away from? Wife and family I presume." He gave a small shrug.
"My wife and I have… grown apart. She is seeing someone else I am sure." he replied. I nodded.
"I'm so sorry. I would usually walk around town when I needed to think. You should too if you ever get the chance." I replied. He blinked some and gave a light nod.
"You have boyfriend?" he asked. I shook my head.
"No I am up here from Colorado visiting family." I replied. He nodded once more. His tone was dry and he seemed obviously distant. I merely nodded and sat my shot glass down not really noticing I was playing with it. "Well Mr. Drago, it was nice talking to you if only for a little while. I hope you accomplish whatever it is you were looking for here in America." I began to move from my spot and he suddenly stood up towering over me. He had to have been 6'5.
"Ms. Licia… would you like to get out of here?" he asked almost boldly and I looked him over for a moment before nodding and giving a soft smile.
"Sure." I replied.
I let out a loud moan as I felt his cock spread me open. I didn't think he was this big, but he was and he pushed every inch into me, as he held up my right. He light blue eyes seemed endless as he looked into my own. I panted hard and fast as his movements were sharp and quick. He didn't seem to hold back. He kept me pinned to the bed as he rode out whatever it was he was feeling against me. My head fell back and I was engulfed in pleasure I had never felt with another man. His lips pressed into my neck and he sucked hard on my jugular. His other hand came up and groped my breast hard and I hissed hard as he pinched my nipple and pulled it. I let out a whimper and my hips were rocking back and forth against him.
"Fuck." I whispered feeling him hit that spot inside me causing more and more pleasure to build up inside me. The bed creaked and moved beneath us, and it was only seconds before he flipped us over, his back now on the bed and his hands bruising my hips. I was already grinding my hips against and the friction was delicious and beautiful. He grunted and moaned lowly and my sounds mixed right in to it. His hands left my hips only to grope my breasts and he growled lowly as I began to bounce my hips.
Out of all the lust, my eyes drifted over to dresser and I could see the clock. It was 7:30 already. My mind was starting to come down slowly from my pleasure realizing I would have to go soon, but in seconds, Ivan sat up and gripped my neck pulling me in to him, our lips crashing against one another as he guided my hip with his other hand. He was so dominant and feral. It was all becoming too much, my moans heightening a sign I was getting close.
"Oh my god." I cried out and shut my eyes tight feeling my orgasm hit me hard and Ivan growled holding me down so that I could feel his cock throbbing inside me as he came. I wrapped my arms around his neck as if to hold on to something while I came down from my orgasmic high. I panted slowly moving off him and he let me. After a few seconds, he moved off the bed and began to find his clothes. I was familiar with one night stands, I knew the drill. I got off the bed and began to dress myself. I didn't even know what to say to him, so when I was decent, I left and headed back to Apollo's.
