I smile at him, too. “Thanks, Gavin.”
Jace huffs then nods, “Appreciate it bro.”
“No problem,” Gavin mumbles, clearly not liking the attention.
Did I mention Gavin is a badass in the cage? He’s ranked at the top in our area. Personally, I think you would have to be stupid to want to fight him. The man is a gorilla who tears people apart and enjoys every second of it. I feel for the fool who ever crosses him or Jace.
We load up on some Smirnoff coolers and a twelve-pack for the guys. They don’t drink frequently since they’re always training. I can’t believe a couple of health food nuts have been this cool with mine and Arias’ opposite ways. I wonder how Gavin does it with him and Aria living together. She’s just as bad as I am. Every time she comes over or I’m at their place, we order chicken wings, pizza, drink wine, and sometimes eat cheesecake.
Once we get to Gavin and Aria’s room—conveniently located next to ours—we pop open a beverage and turn on a movie. The night easily escapes us and it’s over before I know it.
the next morning…
I wake to the sound of the shower running in the small hotel bathroom. Rubbing my eyes tiredly, I try to gage what time it is. It feels early, but who knows. I scan the room, landing on the alarm clock on the side table between the two beds that says 10:30 a.m. Geez, I was tired.
We came back pretty early last night. I can’t believe I didn’t have Jace sleep next to me. I’m such an idiot sometimes. I mean really, I told him to keep his wing-a-long to himself and sleep over there. Ugh, the shit I say when I drink.
His phone pings like ten times in a row and I almost look at it, thinking it may be an emergency at that rate. Okay, so I pick it up, but it has a lock code, so I can’t see it. Probably for the best anyway, though.
I’m a little nosey. Why? My mother split on me when I was a teen and has never contacted me since. My father married some chick nearly my age on a spur-of-the-moment type deal and jets off to another damn country. Then, there’s Damon, my ex with all his drug issues.. I think I have a right to be a little paranoid. Jace may not be mine, but I’m starting to wish he was.
The shower shuts off and I put his phone back in the exact same spot it was in. I watch the bathroom door for a few minutes, barely breathing. Nothing.
Well, guess I’ll get my clothes together so I can get in the shower when Jace is done. I start to stand up and the door opens; the smell of soap envelops me and I breathe it in deeply. Jace’s soap, nice. Really nice, if he left that bottle in the shower, I’m totally using that shit.
Jace comes strutting out in a pair of red basketball shorts. He has a towel and is using it to dry off his hair as he walks towards the round hotel table. He still has little beads of water scattered all over his chest and shoulders. My mouth waters at the sight, and I can’t help but want to lay him down and lick off each and every little bead of water.
He turns towards me with a little smirk and a twinkle in his eyes. “Morning, Kiki, you sleep good?”
Hummm…why does he look so smug this morning? I shoot him the crazy eye, “Yessss, why should I have not slept good?” I mutter, confused.
“No, of course you should. You were just dreaming and you may or may not have said my name a few times. I was just wondering if it was good, because it almost sounded like you were moaning.”
Holy shit. He did not hear me dreaming! Retreat! Retreat!
“Ok, yeah, umm… I need to shower, so I’ll be back,” I stutter quickly and make my way to the bathroom.
He just grins as I tuck my head down, skirting around him. Right as I get past him, he grabs my hip, pulling me into him. He leans in close to me, his breath washing over the back of my neck, “Sounded fucking amazing.” He nips the top of my ear softly as he releases me, and I think my legs may give out.
Clearing my throat, I hurry along and slam the bathroom door. I rest against it for a moment as I replay how it felt to have his hard grip on my hip just now. Fuck me.
I get in the shower right away, thankfully the water’s still warm from him just being in here. His blue and white bottle of body wash is on the side of the tub with his loofah wrapped around it. Should I? Yup.
I grab his fluffy loofah, loading it up with his soap to rub all over my body. I hear the door click open and feel a rush of cool air. Shit! What is he doing?
I call loudy so he can hear me over the water, “Umm hello?”
“Hey, sorry to interrupt but you left your towel hanging in the little closet area. I didn’t want you to freeze when you got out. I’ll just set it on the counter for you. I also left my body wash in there, in case you didn’t bring yours. Use what you like.”
“Oh! Okay, thank you so much. For the towel and the soap, just thank you.” Geesh, talk much, Chyna? What is it with me and words today? I’m like brain-dead or something, and now I feel like a dick for sneaking his body wash.
“Sure, it’s no problem,” he replies, and I hear the door click shut again.
Holy crap! He’s so sweet. Here I am stealing his awesome smelling soap and he just brings me my towel and offers it up.
God, I still can’t believe he heard me dreaming about him. I couldn’t help the moaning. In my dream we were in the cage and there was no one around.
My hand runs over my body, rubbing softly down my breast, over my pebbled nipple until I reach my clit. I begin by massaging the tender area in soft circles as I think of my dream last night and breathe in the smell of him surrounding me.
We were both completely naked, and I was on my hands and knees in front of him. Jace was thrusting into me powerfully from behind, his dick filling me up until I felt incredibly full and satisfied.
He had grabbed ahold of both of my arms, adjusting them and pulling each one backwards, behind my back. Each time he would enter me, he would pull my arms back and make me arch my breasts out in front of me. I’d scream out into the empty area where it would echo around us.
I remember it feeling so realistic, him biting into my shoulder during a powerful drive and my pussy detonating all over his large cock. Jace had picked me up from behind, while my body was still vibrating with little spasms of pleasure, holding me around my waist and walked me to the fence connected to the cage.
He pushed my front roughly against it, letting my hands go so I could claw at the metal, attempting to grip it. He reached over me with one hand, using the cage to hold on and thrust upward and deep.
I called out two more times as Jace’s cock was pumping me full of his hot, thick cum.
I finish rubbing my clit quick and rough. Swallowing, I attempt to relieve my dry throat from panting and lean heavily against the cool tile of the shower stall.
“Ohhhhh!” I moan out, leaning my head backwards, against the wall as I start to come. I squeeze my legs together hard, to ride out the pleasure. God he’s so sexy, and the way he was fucking me was insane in that dream.
BOOM.
BOOM.
BOOM.
I jump a little each time that there’s a pound on the door.
“Yes?” I choke out in a garbled voice.
“You all right in there? I heard a noise, I wasn’t sure if you hurt yourself.” He yells through the door so I can hear him over the shower running.
Aghhhh he heard me? Crap on a stick! Shit what to say, what to say?
“Oh right, I’m fine, thanks! I hit my leg on the tub. I’m ok though!”
I know I’m like five shades of red right now. I’ve got to keep my damn mouth shut, because obviously he is going to be wherever I plan to have fantasies.
I turn the water off and quickly dry my body. Oh no! I rushed in here and forgot all of my stuff. I was too busy trying to escape the talk about my dream and me calling out his name.
I wrap the towel tightly around me the best I can, which isn’t much since the crappy hotel towels are always way too small. Opening the door a crack, I peek through the opening. I find Jace sitting on the end of his bed; it looks like
he may be texting on his phone.
I murmur, “Hey, Jace?”
He doesn’t even twitch when I talk. He stays focused on his phone. Humm, that’s weird. I’ll try a little louder.
“Hey, Jace!” I yell with a little more oomph in it and still get nothing.
He’s like in a zone as if I’m not even here. I peek my head fully out of the door to get a better look at him. He’s adorable, concentrating on his phone. As he types he runs his tongue over his top lip a little and it makes me imagine doing the same thing to it.
Jace starts bobbing his head up and down and I realize he has his headphones in. Well, so much for asking him for my stuff. Maybe I’ll do a sneak mission. He’s concentrating pretty hard; he probably won’t even notice me, or well, maybe he will. Either way, I’m not really shy, and he did tell me to show my body off some after all. I wonder if he would appreciate me showing it off to him.
I open the door the rest of the way and triple check to make sure my towel is tucked around my body as much as possible. I saunter out, swinging my hips seductively just in case he’s noticed me.
I grab my bag quickly and basically hop back to the bathroom door hurriedly, as the cool air conditioner sends a frosty chill over my skin, and I miss the heat from the bathroom steam. I glance towards Jace, meeting his eyes, and flash a small grin.
He’s staring at me wide-eyed with his mouth slightly open and phone forgotten. He gazes over me like he’s ready to devour every inch of my body. I unconsciously squeeze my legs together again after I feel a little zing of pleasure course through me with his look.
“Sorry! I actually forgot to take my stuff in here.” I smile cheekily and close the bathroom door.
Guess I’m on a roll today. I might as well just embrace it now if this is how today is going to go. I do love the look he was giving me. I probably could have walked over to him and closed his mouth for him, but I’m not trying to give him pussy shots already. That’s a little fast for me; just the little peek he got was perfect.
I dress in my black Victoria’s Secret tank top and some plain jean shorts. I pair it with my bikini underneath then brush my hair out. No use putting any makeup on. It’s Texas and I’ll be out in the sun so it will just melt right off.
I slip on some flip-flops and clean everything off the counter. Grabbing my bag, I walk back out into the main room. Jace is sitting in the same spot, but this time he’s watching, waiting for me to come out instead of looking at his phone. I give him a small smile.
“Hey, sorry about that. I had forgotten my stuff when I came in to shower, and you couldn’t hear me yelling with your headphones in. I had to get my clothes and you know these towels don’t cover much.” I hold my breath, waiting to hear Jace’s response.
He blinks and clears his throat, “Its fine, I was just a little shocked. I looked up and wasn’t expecting to see so much, umm I mean so little, errrr you in a towel. That’s all. Anyhow, I got you some food from downstairs for when you woke up. Are you hungry?”
“I am a little.” I shrug, while making my way to the tiny black table and sitting down. He has a small spread set out on the table of different fruits, juice, toast, bagels, and a few cereals.
“Wow, what all did you do this morning? It seems like you’ve been up for a while.” I grab a napkin, a banana, and the little bottle of orange juice. I’m feeling kind of dehydrated and I know orange juice will help after my night of drinking.
“Yeah, well I train so, you know, internal clock woke me up at five. I got our food and brought it up here, worked out in the crappy hotel gym, went for a run on the beach, did a few sets in the sand, sat in the Jacuzzi, ate, then took a shower. I saw Gavin downstairs and he went on the run with me.” He shrugs his shoulders and I’m sure I’m now the one gaping at him. No wonder he heard me dreaming, he’s been up for like five hours already. I can’t believe he’s done all of that already and I just roll out of bed at ten o’clock.
“Geesh! You were a busy boy. So you ate already, you said?”
“Yeah, babe. Eat, and then we can go meet Aria and Gavin. Do you have any plans or ideas on what you want to do today?”
“Actually, I want to go to the aquarium and then swim some more if everyone is cool with that.”
“You got it, Kiki,” he mumbles and I sigh inside.
He’s this buff, intimidating, ruthless fighter; yet, he’s also a gorgeous, sweet man, and I’m lucky enough to be spending time with him.
We arrive at the aquarium that I had seen yesterday when we were out swimming. I know most chicks are the ones who usually like stuff like this, but I enjoy it, too. It’s so relaxing to go through and watch the fishes and sharks swim around.
It freaks me out a little inside knowing I was just swimming in water full of them, but, luckily, I didn’t see any when I was in the water. A grown man yelling and running to the shore because a fish swam by him would have been a little embarrassing. I don’t want my friends to see me that way.
Chyna walks beside me, occasionally bumping her arm into mine, and I so badly want to grab her hand. I know we aren’t at that kind of level yet. Hell, I’m not even supposed to be thinking of getting to any level with her, except maybe a quick roll in the sheets. However¸ each time she brushes against me, all I can think about is how much I want her already.
I have to keep myself focused on my upcoming fight. Ford wasn’t a real challenge for me, mainly because he was so cocky it caused him to mess up a lot. I know the fights I’m training for won’t be easy though. These guys are just as dedicated and disciplined as I am.
I have to meet my trainer first thing tomorrow at five a.m. for a conditioning class, and then we’re going to work on my jujitsu for the next week. It’s going to be tough, but I’ll work through it like I always do. I think jujitsu is my least favorite of MMA. I’d rather just throw punches, but it doesn’t always work that way.
I was originally planning on taking today off of working out, but God, when I heard Chyna calling out my name in what sounded like a moan, I had to do something. I wanted to slip into that bed and push my long fingers into her soft little core.
She was sleeping so peacefully besides her random soft moans. If I rub sunscreen on her today and she unties her top again, I’m liable for my dick to just completely pop out of my pants. I haven’t gotten this hard so many times in a two-day period since I was a fifteen-year-old kid. I forgot how difficult it is to get him to go back down when he’s all wound up and doesn’t get any type of relief. I wish we were to the level where I could just push her down to her knees and shove my cock deep into her mouth whenever I wanted.
Chyna draws me away from my pleasant thoughts when she tugs on my arm a little, and I look down at her. She’s fucking hot in everything she wears, and I feel like I should carry her around so men will stop staring. I can only glare so many times before it becomes a permanent eye twitch. I give her a little chin lift and she smiles.
She murmurs, gesturing to a little cart off to the side as we look at the outdoor features, “They have Dippin Dots, would you like some?” I watch her cheeks tint slightly as she meets my eyes and it makes me grin; I love it that I can tell I affect her just as much as she does me.
“Nah I can’t have anything like that. But thanks for offering.” Her expression changes like a light bulb just came on inside her head.
“Oh shit! That’s right, sorry. I forgot you are on a super strict diet for your fights. That sucks. Well I’m going to get some Oreo or chocolate dots, whichever they have. If you want to sneak a little bite, I promise I will pretend like I don’t see it.”
I start to laugh at her sneak attempt; she’s a good girl. If I wasn’t so busy, I might actually try to snatch this one up and keep her. She beams a beautiful smile and heads to the vending cart.
Gavin leans over to talk lowly, “Looks like you two are getting along nicely. You must have gotten that hard-on situation under control from this morning,” he chortles and I grumble.
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��Fuck you, dude! And, shut it, man, there are kids around here!”
There’s not really anyone else by us. However, I don’t want him talking about what I told him this morning about how Chyna’s driving both me and my cock crazy. I shove him away, and he starts laughing louder. Once Chyna starts back towards us he heads over to Aria.
Chyna eats her dots while I lean over the small display and pet the sting rays. She sucks on the spoon and licks her lips frequently, it’s so fucking erotic. Grandmas, kittens, saggy balls…I chant in my head repeatedly, hoping to distract me from where my thoughts keep leading me each time I witness her eat something.
She walks over and tosses her cup away in the trash. I catch her by one of the statues outside next to the sting ray exhibit. She smiles brightly when she sees me walking towards her, and it instantly brings a smile to my face, too. I love that I make her light up like that.
“You didn’t pet the sting rays for long.” She gestures to the exhibit with her hands and I glance over, and then back at her.
It’s exhausting inside to just stand around and not touch her like I really want to. If this morning when she was dreaming is any indication of how she feels, then I know she wants this as badly as I do.
Bending closer, I gaze into her beautiful, warm brown eyes, “I know. I was waiting for you to finish.” I lick my lips and edge a little closer
“Oh I’m sorry, what for?” Chyna peers up at me and her breath smells sweet, like the chocolate ice cream dots she just ate. My mouth salivates, thinking of taking her lips with mine.
“Well, I’m ready for that taste.” I murmur and wrap one arm around her waist, pulling her closer to me.
She stutters out breathlessly, “A-A-A Taste? But I just threw the ice cream away.”
I lean my face closer to her so my breath tickles her lips and whisper softly, “I know, Kiki. I’m talking about a taste of you, not the ice cream.”
I snake my other arm around her and thread my fingers through the back of her hair. Pulling, I grip her tighter to me, so I can feel her perky tits rise and fall against my chest with each of her breaths.
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