by C. A. Rene
“I love you.” I doubt he can hear me over the music.
I start to pull back but before I get any further Vin shoves his hand into my hair cupping the back of my head. His eyes are back to that gorgeous moss green I love and they are looking into mine intensely.
Before I can drag a full breath of air into my lungs his mouth crashes into mine. Our teeth hit and our tongues battling for dominance. His tongue ring clinking against my teeth. My knees become liquid putty and I start to lose balance. I have never felt this way, not even close. I feel like I can come undone with his kiss alone.
His free arm curls around my waist and hoists me up against him, my legs instinctively wrap around him and he leads us out of the room, his mouth still fused to mine. He tastes so good and I don’t think I will ever have my fill of him.
I can feel we are ascending the stairs so I pull my mouth from his and look around. We are definitely on our way to his bedroom. Good.
“Emberlise, you make me feel…” His voice is hoarse as he trails off.
“Mmhmm.” I say with a nod. I know how he’s feeling because I’m right there with him.
I press my lips back to his, this time our kiss is not so aggressive, more seductive and searching. His tongue caresses against mine and the stud rubs a line along mine. We reach his door and he opens it. The scent that belongs solely to Vin assaults my nose as we enter his room. I take in a lung full and even his scent does something to me. I unwrap my legs and let them slowly lower to the ground with my body still tightly pressed to his. I need the bathroom before we do this. My bladder is screaming.
“I just need to…” I say pointing to the bathroom. I’m awkward I know, but I can’t stop it. This feels like my first time all over again. In some ways it is, I have never slept with someone I felt this strongly about. It scares me.
“Yeah, sure.” Vin replies with a nod.
I’m still really inebriated and try my best to walk steadily to the bathroom. Instead, I’m a stumbling mess.
“You good over there?” Vin asks with a chuckle.
“Yep!” I answered sticking my thumb in the air.
I reach the bathroom and relieve myself on his gorgeously elegant toilet. I use the bidet because why not? It’s there. My lady bits love a good squirt. Heh… see what I did there?
I snort at myself and totter off the toilet struggling to pull my bikini bottoms up. Fuck it, I let them drop to the floor. I’m not going to be using them anyways. I remove my bikini top as well and watch as my nipples tighten from the cool air. I wash my hands and look at myself in the mirror.
My lips are swollen from our kisses and my eyes are glassy and hooded. I have a red blush happening from alcohol and anticipation.
Overall I still look presentable. I smooth down my wavy hair and bring it to the front to cover my breasts. They aren’t huge so it covers them enough. I should teach another class. Seduction 101. I give myself the gun salute in the mirror and open the bathroom door.
I stop dead and my breath gets lodged in my throat. Vin is laying on the bed, his arms folded behind his head and his boxers laying low on his hips. He is perfection and all mine.
Forever.
I lick my lips and notice he is doing the same-his tongue ring glinting in the dark-while perusing my body. That’s when I get self conscious. My body is also sculpted, years of MMA will do that. But I have scars, quite a bit of them to be honest. White-silver lines scattered, the downside of cleaning up gang messes.
“Hey, bring me all that sexy over here.” He says his voice husky.
Instantly my insecurity fades. He wants me and I know what I’m seeing in his eyes isn’t just lust. It’s a lot deeper.
I’m still unsteady on my feet-damn tequila-as I stumble my way to the bed and let my back fall onto it. Vin chuckles and moves me up beside him.
“Baby, you’re too drunk.” He says with a sigh.
“Is there such a thing?”
“Yes, especially when it comes to me being balls deep inside you.”
“Give me the balls, all the balls, as deep as you can.” I groan and turn towards him.
“What?” He laughs, it’s throaty and sexy. Like his voice and his abs, which I am totally fondling right now.
“How about I eat you out until you cream all over my face?” He asks, his voice a husky whisper.
“Are you saying no balls deep?”
“I am saying that is inevitable, Emberlise. I will be balls deep in you, many times, for a long time. You feel me?”
“You’ve called me Emberlise twice now.”
“It’s because I’m being serious, baby. So, I need you to be able to tell the difference.”
“You kissed me in front of everyone.” I say looking into his eyes.
“Do you know why?”
I want to say because he loves me. I feel it but I don’t have the courage to say it aloud.
“Because you want to be balls deep?” Next best thing.
“No sweetheart, well, yes, but’s that’s not all, you’re mine now. Only mine, you understand?”
“You’re mine too Vincent, do you understand?” I ask my voice as hard as stone.
“You’re going to have to prove it, you know, something along the lines of kissing me in public, when you have not kissed any other before me.”
“You haven’t kissed anyone before me?”
“Not in public.”
“I see,” I look to his ceiling. “Thing is Vin, I have proven it. I’m here with you, everyone knows it. If that’s not enough I can bounce now. I’m not about a relationship of proving shit constantly.”
“Yeah, bad choice of words. I guess what I’m trying to say is, no more grinding on Travis, friends or not. As hot as it was, no more kissing Adrianna, you need to be completely mine. I won’t consider anything less.”
I get it, I understand what he’s telling me. To be honest I wouldn’t want him dancing with Marlana or anything like that either.
“Okay.” I agree in a whisper. I turn back to look at him and his smile is blinding.
“You’re amazing.” He breathes.
I see his tattoo and again feel a kinship with it. I run my finger along the lettering as he watches my face.
“I also felt like this growing up. My mother was so good and sweet but I was so angry and volatile. I always wondered where that came from and if my father gave me that trait.”
“I get that.” He nods. I know he does.
He lifts himself up to his elbows and moves on top of me. My legs open and he falls between them pressing against me. When I said Vin was large earlier I really had no idea. With just silk boxers between us I feel everything, and he isn’t just large he is fucking huge. He presses in harder and his mouth lands on my neck. I can feel the piercing in his dick through the silk. I have a sudden rush of wetness and I know his boxers will be soaked. Vin groans and bites down on my neck as he pushes against me again. This time I feel him enter me a bit because I’m so wet and his boxers are soaked. I gasp and he pulls up to look at me.
“I want to fuck you so bad, Em. I want to feel you deep inside.”
“Holy shit, just do it.” I gasp and push myself against him more. He’s still slightly inside me and we both groan at the movement.
“Not tonight. I want you completely sober the first time you come on my dick.”
“What?” I say my eyes narrowed on him. “I need to…”
“I know baby, I’m still getting down there and I want that cream all over my face.” He presses his mouth to mine and I run my tongue along the seam. We both open and he devours me. I can’t believe this whole time that I’ve wanted his kiss, this is what I was missing out on.
He moves down and pulls my right nipple into his mouth, biting down hard as he tweaks the left one with his fingers. The sensations travel southward and a sweet vibration begins in my lower belly. He continues kissing down my belly and dipping his tongue into my belly button. The hard metal ball of his tongue ring is flicking
against my skin. Every touch of his tongue causes ripples of pleasure to course through my body. Finally, his tongue licks just above my pussy, he’s so close. I lift my hips trying to put his face where I so desperately need it.
He spreads my legs apart and using both thumbs, he opens my pussy lips and licks me in one full swipe, his tongue piercing hooking into my clit. I cry out and lift my hips off the bed. He latches onto my clit licking furious circles while holding me down with one hand. The feeling becomes almost unbearable as I feel molten hot lava course through me. I start coming so hard as I cry out his name.
I feel his grin against my pussy as he spreads me open again and licks all my juice running down to my ass. His tongue briefly licks into my puckered hole, his tongue ring hitting the rim and then swiftly moves up and over my clit with a final slurp.
The need to taste him is overwhelming as I sit up and push him over onto his back. I whip his boxers off and sit on my hunches to stare at the beautiful specimen in front of me. I have never found a penis attractive, all veiny and red, just didn’t appreciate them. But this? Holy shit… his cock is gorgeous and its all mine. I close my fist around him and revel in the fact that my fingers don’t meet. His skin is hot and feels like the softest velvet as I pump him slowly. His guttural groan tells me how much he loves my hands on him, so I lean over and lick the bead of precum off the tip.
“Shit!” He exclaims as I suck the tip into my mouth.
He tastes like honey and I want to taste more of him. I begin a slow rhythm, working my jaw to get use to his size and then I begin to take more of him in. His noises are such a turn on and I want more. I let my saliva pool and then release it to slide down his cock as I work it into my hand. Then I take him even further until he’s hitting the back of my throat.
His cock hardens even more and he taps my shoulder to let me know he’s about to cum. I want to have him cum in my mouth at some point but just not yet. I pull back and quickly jack him off and watch as he lets go, his cock squirting hot ropes of cum onto his stomach.
I pump the last of his seed out and watch as it pools between his abs. His face is completely blissed out, arms sprawled on either side and his eyes closed. I run my finger through his jizz and drag it across his abs. He’s still out of it, so I crawl up his body careful not to press into his mess and sit on his thighs to watch him. He’s so beautiful.
I still have a finger full of jizz so I decide not to reach out and stroke his face. Wait a minute… I snort and his eyes fly open.
“Simmmbaaaaa.” I say in the worst Rafiki impression as I drag my cum finger across his forehead.
He looks shocked, “Did you just baptize me on top of pride rock?”
I throw my head back and stretch my arms out wide, “Naaaaants ignoyamaaaa baga ichi baaaa baaaaaa.” In a poor rendition of the opening credits in Lion King.
He’s laughing and pushing me off him. He gets up and prods to the bathroom.
“I clearly need a shower. Thanks, Rafiki.”
I must’ve fallen asleep while Vin was showering because I get woken up when he crawls in beside me and wraps me up in his arms.
“I should check on Adri. I am supposed to be sleeping at her house tonight.”
“I checked already. Her and Travis were doing some questionable shit on my couch. I gave them the guest room.”
“Like sex?” I squeal.
“Pretty close. I’ve seen enough of Travis’ dick to know he wasn’t as blessed as me.” I feel him shrug.
“Oh stop.” I nudge him with my shoulder. “I felt it earlier against my ass, it wasn’t bad at all.”
“Careful Em.” His arms tighten, “I am oddly possessive of you.”
The squeezing feels good and I fall back into a deep sleep.
Chapter Twelve
I wake up-surprisingly-less hungover than last time. I turn and see Vin deep in sleep, softly snoring. I am in desperate need of a shower and then I have to find Adri. I’d like to be home before my uncle Scott.
I ease out of bed slowly because I don’t want to disturb sleeping beauty. His shower is pretty similar to mine and his coconut body wash is so fucking bomb. After my shower I tip toe into his closet and steal a pair of track pants, I have to roll them twice to fit and then grab a matching hoody. Don’t all girls take their boyfriends hoodies?
Wow, Vin is my boyfriend. I haven’t had a serious relationship yet.
Don’t fuck this up, Ember.
I tip toe back out to find Vin wrapped around the pillow I slept on and I smile as I creep over to the bed, I can’t resist putting my lips on him. I softly kiss his cheek and he groans.
“You’re leaving.” He rasps. I thought his regular rasp set my blood to boil, but his morning rasp makes me want to strip and ride him until I’m spent.
“I need to get home before my uncle.” I kiss his neck.
“You smell like me.”
“I borrowed your shower and some clothes.”
“Okay baby. Call me later.”
I start to feel giddy. “I will.”
He turns to face me, grabbing my hand. “I will come by after your classes today, we can confront your aunt together, I’ll bring my mother. We’ll question them both.”
I feel tears sting my eyes, “kay.”
He squeezes my hand and turns back into my pillow. Fuck, my heart clenches so hard. I love the fuck out of this man.
I start my way down to the main floor looking for Adri. Luckily I don’t have to look far, her and Travis are sitting at the island with cups of coffee. I’m pretty sure I just came from the smell alone.
“Thank you, Mom and Dad.” I sigh while grabbing a cup, “can you adopt me?”
“Sure thing, E.” Travis answers quietly.
I turn around to study them closer, Adri is in her outfit from last night still, obviously. She also looks a little sad and Travis is quietly sipping his coffee. These two have some issues they need to work out, and I know-as hard as it is-I can’t get involved because I love them both.
“I’ll drop you girls off at home if you want.” Travis says breaking the silence.
“Sure, thanks.” I nod.
The ride to my house is quiet, there’s no tension but they aren’t talking either. Doesn’t look like my uncle is home yet. I run inside and grab Adri’s bags. When I bring it back out, her eyes are swimming in tears and Travis has his jaw clenched so tight.
“Everything okay?” I ask running my fingers through her hair.
“Yeah, I’ll call you later.” She sniffs.
“K. Bye Travis.”
“See ya, E.”
I watch as they back out of the driveway then I go back inside and get ready to head over to the gym. I had such a turn out for sign ups I will have to do two sessions every Sunday. I’m not complaining and I seriously need to feel some of the rush of fighting. It’ll help with suppressing the dark feelings.
Uncle Scott walks in the door just as I’m leaving for the gym.
“Knock em’ dead, baby girl.” He stops with his hands out, “not like actual dead, you know what I mean.”
I chuckle and throw up deuces as I head out.
When I arrive at the gym it looks busier than usual and I also see a lot of familiar faces. Quite a few Precious Blood students signed up for my class.
I head towards the back and hear a chorus of ‘Hey Embers’ around me. I throw up my deuces again and push through to the locker room. I’m in my headspace right now, the place I go to for fights. I shut off all emotion and focus on the feel of every muscle in my body. Juan once told me a great fighter learns the anatomy and its limitations before learning to fight.
Andrew meets me in the locker room. He’s giddy with excitement talking about how this is his biggest turn out. Again, I smile him off and continue to tape my hands. I’m wearing my grappling gloves in hot pink today. A parting gift from Juan.
“Ember, I spoke to our sister gym in Toronto and told them about you, they sent their best fighter here to help you
teach the class.”
“Help? I don’t need help, Andrew.” I shake my head, “why wasn’t this discussed?”
“Right, I was thinking more along the lines of a demonstration.”
“He’s a fighter?” I ask.
“Yes, their best.” Hmm… that might not be such a bad idea. Maybe he would actually fight me.
I nod my acquiescence and Andrew leaves to prepare the gym. I have over thirty people each class to train and it looks like I’ll be here for four hours.
I enter the gym and see about half of my grade here. Danny is standing to the side with a huge smile on his face and waves. I grin and shake my head and move to the front.
“Hey everyone, thanks for giving this class a shot. As most of you know, my name is Ember. I have been training and competing in MMA for almost twelve years.
Today is your first class and to really excel in this sport, you must build your stamina. I run everyday, miles of running. Today is not going to be about any complicated take downs. You won’t be fighting for awhile. We will start off with the jab first.”
I quickly go over stance and proper body form. I show them the simple jab and have them work on it for fifteen minutes, that’s when I notice someone watching at the back of the room. He’s average height and not bulky with muscle. He has long hair pulled back into a man bun and his face has black scruff to match his ink black hair. His taped hands tells me he’s a fighter and the arrogant smirk on his face tells me he thinks he’s good. If I had never met Vin I might think he was attractive.
I watch as he strides to the front of the class and stands next to me.
“My name is Cain. You’re Ember right?”
I nod still staring him down.
“You’re younger than I thought.”
“What does my age have to do with anything?”
“It’s hard enough to fight a woman, but you’re just a girl.”
“Nice. How old are you?” I sneer.
“Twenty-two.”
“You’re not that old.” I chuckle.
“What are you teaching them next?”
“Round house kick.”
He nods and starts back towards where he was standing before. I go through the demonstration of the round house kick. I watch as they are all repeating the move as I make my way around the class helping them all with proper form and giving praise when deserved. For the final fifteen minutes of class we use the jab and roundhouse kick in sequence. When the class ends we are all a mess of sweat and I excuse everyone telling them to shower because they stink.
