by Jessie Cooke
Delgado took about three knee pounds to the face before being able to push Jacob back hard enough to pull away. Jacob slipped in the blood and I felt my stomach lurch just at the thought of sliding around in someone’s blood and sweat. Delgado let go with a kick of his left leg and Jacob tried to turn and avoid it but he slipped. The kick connected with the side of his head and it took everything inside of me to stay where I was…and I mean everything. He looked disoriented and Delgado went right back at him throwing punches and backing him towards the mesh again. Jacob finally put his arms up to deflect the hits and just about the time Delgado thought he had him, he threw out a right fist and when Delgado covered up, Jacob kicked him in the head and knocked him to the floor. Jacob straddled him and began pounding on him. Delgado had his arms and fists up alongside his head but each one of Jacob’s punches would push the other man’s massive forearms pounding into his own head. The buzzer sounded again and Jacob got off him. Delgado looked disoriented now and his trainer had to help him get up off the floor.
When the third round started, Delgado didn’t look as confident as he did before. Jacob still looked intense and began circling low. I heard Delgado’s trainer yelling at him that Jacob wanted to take the fight to the ground. He kept saying, “Make him chase you.” Delgado seemed to be doing just that as they circled again. Neither of them seemed to be even trying to engage until all at once Delgado struck forward with an overhead strike. Jacob ducked low and when he did, Delgado went for his legs. Jacob seemed to be expecting it and he stepped back, looking almost casual as he did. The big man landed on the messy, bloody mat on his belly. I expected Jacob to go down to the mat too, but he just stood back and let the other man get to his feet. As soon as he was, Jacob went back at him, throwing punches relentlessly. The crowd was going crazy telling Jacob to finish him. Jacob swung out his left arm and the other man grabbed at him again. This time, they both toppled to the ground. The whole cage shook with the impact. Delgado was scrambling to turn over and take advantage of Jacob on his back. Jacob reached up and grabbed Delgado behind the neck lifted the bottom half of his beautiful body off the floor and wrapped his legs around Delgado’s abdomen. He pulled on top of himself…which I wasn’t sure was such a good idea. But he seemed to have him trapped against his massive thighs. Delgado managed to get his top half propped up on one arm and he brought his arm up to throw down a punch and Jacob caught it in mid-air with both hands. I heard him grunt above all of the other noise in the arena as he pulled the arm down into his chest.
Delgado tried to twist away but Jacob had him good. He pivoted and threw his long leg over Delgado’s upper body. As Delgado struggled, Jacob managed to catch his opponents arm in a tight crunch between his thighs. A final twist of his body caused Delgado to cry out in agony and slap hard at the floor with his other hand. It was over…Jacob won!
25
Jacob
“Ladies and Gentlemen, your new Heavyweight Champion, Jacob ‘The Lion’ Wright!” The announcer’s words echoed off the walls of the auditorium. The heavy belt was placed over my shoulder. The crowd was screaming wildly and I can hear my name being chanted over and over throughout the building. My heart is hammering and my vision is blurred as the noise becomes static in my ears. Cassie is standing about two feet away from me. She’s clapping and smiling but there was that look in her eye again…the one she had when I first came in the ring. She knows that something is on my mind…does she know what? Does she know I found out her intentions or is she legitimately hurt by my cold demeanor? Fuck! I wish this room would disappear and I could talk to her…If I look into those blue eyes and ask her to tell me the truth…I believe that she would. Does that make me a fool?
The pulse of the room is electric and my conscious mind is telling me that this is what I’ve wanted since I was thirteen…this is where I wanted to be…Be happy. I looked back over at Cassie and I suddenly had an epiphany…I’ve never really been happy, until her. I went from woman to woman hoping to find whatever was lacking in my life. I bought a fancy house and five fucking expensive cars. I furnished it all…I partied every weekend…I’m looking at having a billion fucking dollars in my trust fund before I die, and none of it made me happy. Cassie was the only thing I wanted. She was the only person on this earth that made me feel whole.
The microphone was in my face and I brushed it away. I walked up to her and she didn’t move. She just waited, to see what I was going to do. I grabbed her face in my hand, not hard enough to hurt her, but enough to make sure that I have her undivided attention. I had to get this out. I had to know for sure if the one truly good thing I had in my life was real.
“Your mother said she sent you an engagement announcement three weeks ago.” She didn’t flinch…she didn’t blink…
“She’s a fucking liar.”
The blood raced through my veins and heat surged in my chest. I leaned in and with my lips almost touching hers I said, “Cassie Driver, I love you.”
She pressed her lips to mine and my pulse began to surge with an almost furious passion. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her up onto her toes while we kissed. Her tongue was in my mouth, exploring it and all the emotions from the last few weeks…and especially tonight spiraled together to fuel the kiss. I felt someone’s hand on my shoulder and I hoped that they wanted me to rip it off and beat them over the head with it because that was what was about to happen. For now, I ignored it and I kissed her…my Cassie.
I felt her hands on my arms, trying to push me back. She’s so cute. She acts like she can move me. I broke the kiss and realized that all eyes were on us. I still didn’t give a fuck. All I wanted at this moment in time was to get her home…my home…our home if that’s what she wants. She took my face in her hands this time and she said, “I love you, Jacob Wright.” I have never heard a sweeter sound. I finally let myself be herded away from her after making her promise three times that she would wait for me. As I was rushed up the aisle towards the press conference, I saw my dad and Colette, both of them giving me the stare of death. I smiled at Dad and winked at my future step-monster. Screw them both. I saw my brother and stopped to give him a hug as I went by and I saw Cassie’s dad. He put out his hand and grasped mine firmly. Looking into my eyes he said, “Good job, son.” He couldn’t possibly know how much of my life I’d waited to hear those words. I think I scared him. I hugged him. Jeez, this girl has made me a freak!
I suffered through the press conference, refusing to answer questions about Cassie. Poor Cassie would be in for the media storm soon enough…I wanted time to prepare her. I escaped from that as soon as I could and met Brock and Lance in the back. They both congratulated me and tried talking me into going out. There was no way in hell I was going to be anywhere tonight except next to Cassie in a horizontal way. After my shower and another barrage of the media, I was able to break loose. When I got out to the arena and looked around, she was nowhere in sight. I felt that ache begin in my chest…I pushed out through the front doors and looked around the valet area…she wasn’t there either. Suddenly, I felt the vibration of my phone in my pocket. I pulled it out quickly and read the message. It said,
“Ian gave me a ride. I’m so proud of you. Hurry home.” I jogged across the street and started heading north. I was about a quarter of a mile away from the arena before I remembered that I’d brought my car. Fuck! I ran back with the curious stares of the masses following in my wake.
Ian had already left by the time I got there. I found Cassie in my room, waiting for me. I stripped off my shirt and sweatpants before I got to the bed. She was in a tank top and shorts and when I tried to pounce on her, she pushed me away and stood up. I gave her a quizzical look, but neither of us spoke. She pressed against my chest with both hands and I took the hint and sat down on the bed.
Her eyes were locked into mine and she leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to my lips. I fought the urge to grab her, but I sensed she had different plans. I watched with rapt attention as she turned her b
ack to me and let one of the straps of her tank top fall off her shoulder. She pushed the other one down and looked at me over her shoulder and winked. My cock was now standing at attention as well. My fingers were tingling and my pulse was racing. I needed to touch her.
She slid that little top down over her belly and hips and when it reached her smooth thighs, she let it drop to the floor. There was no bra. She tossed her hair back and locked eyes with me again and then she grabbed the top of her shorts and shimmied out of them. There were no panties. My lips were so dry I think they may have already been cracking. I let my tongue glide across them. My fists were flexing against my thighs and I couldn’t stand it any longer. I stood up and stepped behind her. I could feel the heat from her body, I was so close…but not touching, yet.
“Turn around baby.” She slowly turned to face me. Jesus Mother Mary she is fine. I took her hand and led her back over to the bed. We both lay down on it and I let my fingers lightly brush against the soft skin above her breasts and down her arms. Finally, she leaned in and kissed me. It was a deep, passionate kiss and my lips were finally quenched from the warm wetness of hers.
She broke the kiss and pulled back just enough so that we could feel each other’s warm breath, but we weren’t touching. “I love you,” she said, looking into my eyes as she said it. I was still resisting my caveman urges. I wanted to throw her back on the bed and take her. I licked my lips, they were suddenly dry again.
“I love you too.” She smiled and then she kissed me again…this time with fervor.
“I want to make love to you all night long,” she whispered against my lips.
“All night?”
“Yeah baby, is that okay?”
“Fuck yeah!”
She giggled and kissed me again. I felt her hands stroke across my belly as I pulled her deeper into the kiss. My hands began to travel down her back until I reached that beautiful ass. I grabbed hold of it and pulled her up and against my chest so that I could feel her breasts pressing into me. Her hands made it from my abdomen to the tops of my boxers. She let them slide down just under the waistband and brush gently just across the head of my cock that was aching to get out. My body convulsed under her touch. She slid them down further, exploring the crease between my thigh and torso with her fingers. I groaned and thrust upwards. My cock was throbbing. She moved her fingers across and down and around, everywhere but where I was dying to be touched. I could hear my own breaths quickening and my pulse was now pounding in my temples.
“Oh Jesus!” I sucked in a scream as her hand brushed against my balls and then she took them gently into her soft hand and caressed them. I could feel her hand moving upwards and my cock was dancing in anticipation. I squeezed my eyes shut and as I felt her hand close around me, we both let out a gasp together. I was hard like an iron rod now and that simple touch was almost too much for me. She stroked me lightly for a few seconds, but I think she could feel that was all I could take. I needed to be inside of her. The rest of the night can be about foreplay…I need her now. I felt her pushing down my boxers and I lifted my hips up to hurry the process. Then I settled back on the bed while she just looked at me. I love the hungry look she gets in her eyes when she looks at my body. I thought she was going to climb up on me, but then I felt her lips on my chest. She kissed her way across it and down across my stomach. She let her lips just graze the tip and I shuddered hard and moaned. Then I felt her tongue swirl around it and then she sucked just the head of it in between her soft lips.
“Oh fuck, baby girl!”
She squeezed her lips tight around me then and let me slide into her mouth slowly…inch by inch…driving me mad. When my entire length was in her mouth she held it there and began to suck, running her tongue up and down me. I was breathing hard, practically hyper-ventilating at this point. I had to consciously hold myself back. She let my cock slide out…and then back in…and then she let it slide out and pulled her head up. She sat up next to me and took one of her breasts into her hand.
“Mother of God…” She squeezed it and then tweaked her own nipple until it was hard as a rock. She looked into my eyes the entire time. She reached down then between her legs and put her fingers on her clit. I was mesmerized by the sight as she massaged it slowly. Without even thinking about it, I reached down and took my aching cock into my hand and stroked it slowly while I watched her. I heard her breaths begin to change…she was almost ready to cum. She took her hand away and turned around so that her butt was towards me and she was kneeling across my legs. I reached up and squeezed one of her cheeks and then I let one finger slide into her soaking wet tunnel. She moaned and pushed back against my hand. I slid another one in and she gripped me tightly. God, she is the sexiest person alive. I felt her contract her muscles and grip tighter onto my fingers as I pushed and pulled them in and out of her slowly. I was dying. I physically hurt, I needed her so bad. I felt her move forward again, pulling my fingers out of her as she flipped around to face me again. She climbed up on top of me and straddled my hips. While she looked into my eyes she rubbed herself against my cock. I swear I thought that I was going to die.
She reached down and grabbed it firmly. It took every modicum of self-control that I didn’t even know I had to keep from ramming it up inside of her as she slowly lined it up with her opening and let it slide, inch by inch up inside of her. She would take an inch and then clench her muscles…and then another inch and another clinch. When I was finally all the way inside of her she started moving those sexy hips in little circles and I could feel myself circling inside of her.
“God Cassie…you feel so good baby…” My voice was raspy and raw. She was killing me. I grabbed her hips and lifted her up and then pulled her back down into me. She squeaked. “You like that baby?”
“Mm hmm,” Her voice was breathless and sexy. I did it again and she cried out my name that time. I did it again, this time tensing up my body before ramming my cock up inside of her. “Oh Jacob! God that feels so good.” I moaned as I drove up into her again. This is ecstasy. We settled into a rocking motion with her sliding back and forth against me and me thrusting against her. Our movements were slow and steady at first, becoming harder and faster as we both became more excited. I reached up and grabbed hold of those gorgeous breasts and tweaked and pulled on those beautiful, rock hard nipples. I was loving this, but I needed more. I grabbed her under the arms and flipped her over onto her back. I settled back between her legs and began to thrust in and out of her with the intensity I was feeling.
“I love you Cassie. I love you, baby. I love you.”
She breathlessly said, “I love you too, Jacob. I love you so much.”
“Tell me you’re mine, Cassie. All mine.”
“I’m yours baby. I’m all yours for as long as you want me.”
“Say forever baby. Tell me you’re mine forever.”
“I’m yours Jacob. Oh God, that feels so good! I’m yours forever, baby.”
We were both thrusting violently now, her up and me down. I felt the pulse of my cock as her walls tightened down around me. “I’m going to cum, Cassie…”
“Me too, baby,” she could hardly speak. Her breathless voice was so sexy. We both cried out and grasped onto each other as our bodies shook violently. Her pussy squeezed and contracted around me as the most massive, mind-blowing orgasm of my life passed through me. When it finally passed, I collapsed down next to her and pulled her into my chest. I kissed her face and along her hairline.
“This is what love feels like,” I told her…right before I fell asleep. Yeah…that’s how I go all night.
26
Cassie
The next morning as I drifted in and out of sleep in the comfort of Jacob’s loving arms…I heard a loud rapping noise…and then a banging noise…and I thought someone was yelling. I sat up straight and Jacob came to life next to me. “Shit! This better be good,” he growled. He looked at me then and he grinned. Then he leaned down and kissed me.
“Sho
uldn’t you go see who that is?” I asked him with a giggle.
“I’m going…but if someone is not dying…they’re going to be.” He kissed me again and then reached down and picked up his boxers and pulled them on. He went out the door and I jumped up and pulled on my tank and shorts. I went over to the door and pulled it open a crack. I could hear loud voices. I took a few steps down the hallway towards the living room and I could suddenly make out Jacob’s father’s voice saying,
“You knew about this? You knew that my son was a fucking queer? Are you one too? Are you a faggot too and that’s why you’re not bothered by this?” I peeked around the corner and I saw my mother sitting on Jacob’s couch. I narrowed my eyes at her although she couldn’t see me. Bitch. Jacob’s dad had a newspaper in his hand that he kept gesturing at Jacob with. I heard the door crack open behind me and turned to see Ian in a white t-shirt and dress pants with his dress shirt flung over his shoulder, coming in.
“What’s going on?” he whispered.
“I think your dad knows. You might want to take off.”
“Damn! I should have told him before he found out like this.”
“It’s really not his business,” I whispered back. Ian smiled and winked at me.
“I better go save my little brother.” He took a deep breath and stepped out of the foyer into the living room. My mother saw me when she looked up, so I just stepped out too and gave her a defiant look. “Good morning, Dad.” Ian was smiling. Wherever he’d been must have been good for him to be this happy at this moment in time.
