by Missy Blue
"Um…" Jewel said awkwardly.
"It's cool," Ruby said, a full grin on her face. “Connor’s been begging for the chance to see me again. Guess I’ll let him.” I could only laugh. Connor hadn’t shut the hell up about Ruby since they met. Ruby reached out to pull Jewel into a quick hug. "I'll see you tomorrow, okay? I want details,” she said, looking at me. “You owe me details. I’m pretty sure you’re gonna get mine."
Jewel and I headed to her apartment. I frowned as I pulled the security chain into place. "Need to take a look at the lock tomorrow," I muttered, mostly to myself. "I can fix it, so don’t you worry about a thing, babe." I glanced at Jewel, who was leaning against the wall next to the kitchen and staring off into space. "You okay? You hungry?"
Jewel shook her head. "No, I'm good. I'm just…tired." She glanced up at me and held her arms out. "Take me to bed." I nodded and reached out to pull her into my side.
I was laying in her bed quietly, waiting for her to come out of the bathroom once she had showered. She finally crawled under the covers beside me, wearing a white ribbed tank top that just barely covered her bottom and nothing else. As she snuggled up to my side and my hand trailed down her body, I fought the urge to really touch her like I wanted. It had been an incredibly stressful night, and I just wanted her to sleep this night away.
Then I felt her hand begin to stroke my bare stomach sensuously and I felt my cock immediately harden at her touch. I stayed still, but let my hand that was around her, trail down a little farther, finding the expanse of smooth flesh below the hem of the long tank top. I stroked it with my fingertips and was rewarded with her little shiver. I felt her lips press into the side of my neck and I tensed my muscles to repress a little shiver of my own. I turned my head slightly toward hers and before I had fully finished the movement, she was hungrily attacking my mouth with her own. I could hardly keep up with her, sliding both of my hands into her hair as if to keep her head still so I could catch up and try to slow her down.
But Jewel didn't seem to want to be slowed. She maneuvered her body on top of me, careful to hold her weight up with her hands and not put pressure on my ribs. I smoothed her hair to one side and relaxed as her kisses slowed slightly and she began to suck gently at my lips and my tongue. A moment later, I felt warmth from her pussy as it settled directly on top of my rock hard cock, still encased in boxer briefs. I grunted at the pressure and sensation, and then she started grinding her hips on me.
My hands slid up the sides of her thighs as she moved, rocking back and forth on me. I gripped down, tighter than I'd meant to, as she hissed in reply. But when I immediately lightened my hold, her hands fell on top of me and moved them back to where they were, encouraging me to resume my grip on her.
"Shit, Jewel," I murmured, unable to look away from her hips moving on top of me. My hands moved up her thighs and around the back to grip her bottom in both hands. I wanted to be inside her in the worst way.
I slipped a hand around to her front and touched her gently, already feeling her slicked with her own sweet juices. I stroked my thumb over her and she shivered again under my touch. Before I could repeat the action, she moved off of my hips and took the elastic waistband of my underwear in her hands and tugged down, freeing me.
I could hardly believe my eyes when she straddled my legs and hovered over my groin, her long hair trailing along my stomach. She met my eyes before the tip of her tongue passed between her lips and slid up my shaft toward my tip. My cock jerked in response to the sensation. She licked around my tip again, using the flat of her tongue. I let out a sharp exhale and a soft string of whispered curses when, at once, she sucked the head of length into her mouth and gripped it tightly with her cheeks. Her mouth was warm and wet, as though she'd been salivating for me.
I couldn't look away or utter a sound when her head started moving, side to side, and up and down, as she worked my cock with her mouth. One of her hands came up from where it rested on my thigh and gripped the base of my member, swirling slowly and tightly around my shaft as she bobbed her head to take me deeper in her mouth. I couldn't believe the sensations she was evoking, and the sight of her working on me nearly made me explode.
When I felt my tip slide past her tonsils, I ran a hand through her hair and tugged gently, letting her know to stop. I watched as she sat up slowly, swiping the back of one hand over her lips, before reaching out and taking her by the waist, pulling her up to straddle over me again. My eyes were fixated on her sexy hips as she hovered over me. A moment later, the sensation of my head parting her and sliding up into her hot depths, after the attention I'd received from her mouth, almost undid me. But I clenched my jaw and helped her bob up and down on me slightly as she took more of my cock with each downward thrust. She gasped at the feeling.
Her hands scrambled to me as I pushed her tank top upward and she pulled it the rest of the way over her head. I lifted my hips off the bed, ignoring the burst of pain in my ribs from the effort, and she squealed as I entered her fully, buried deep inside her. Her hand unconsciously floated to her lower abdomen as though she could feel me in her stomach.
I slipped my hands up her stomach to graze her breasts, her nipples prominent from her arousal and growing harder under my touch. Jewel placed her hands over her breasts and began to move, her eyes closed and her head tilted back slightly as she rolled her hips forward on me. I could feel every ridge of her walls sliding over me, around me, and her wetness coated my cock deliciously. I was buried inside her. Our hips flush against one another as she pushed her hips forward on me.
My hands slipped back to her waist before separating. One gripped her bottom in one hand while the other slipped around to her front to stroke her again. She moaned, deep in her throat, and leaned back, bracing her hands on my thighs as she continued to move. The positioning and angle somehow made her tighten around me, and my fingers stopped moving for one brief second as my jaw clenched, and I tilted my head back into the pillow.
"Don't stop," she whined softly and I quickly began to stroke her again as her hips picked up speed. I gripped a fistful of the soft flesh of her backside in one hand and slid my fingers over her clit, slicking it in her wet juices and wishing it were in my mouth instead. I wanted to drink her. Taste her in my mouth.
As I felt her walls starting to tighten around me, and pulse, I felt the hard peak of her center swell up. And then she was exploding around me, from the inside and the outside, and I felt her juices explode on me and could only watch as she shivered and moaned, her nails digging into my thighs. I lay still, waiting as she slowed the movement of her hips to collect herself. When she looked down at me, I swore I saw her eyes glow in the darkness and then she was riding me, really riding me, hard. Her hips lifted and pounded down on me as her fingers moved to my chest. My hands moved all over her, from her hips to her ass and up and down her back, wanting to feel all of her smooth skin under my rough hands as she thrust down on me, over and over.
She leaned forward until her tits were in my face and I slid my hands up her stomach to cup them, pulling one into my mouth as I squeezed the other. I could only focus on the taste of her flesh and feeling of her tight core squeezing around me, up and down me, over and over. I was barely aware that she was trembling around me, and keening out wordlessly, when I felt my cock reach its maximum hardness the instant before it broke deep inside her. I growled low in my chest and squeezed her harder than I meant to as I thrust my head back into the pillow, feeling myself throb out my seed into her hot, wet depths as tidal waves of pleasure rolled over me, rippling out over my skin.
I felt her hot, sweaty skin slide against me as she leaned forward, panting into my neck. I felt a drop of sweat on the back of her neck and used my middle finger to trail it as far down her back as I could before it dried out. I swept my fingertips up and down her skin as lightly as I could, smiling at the way her flesh twitched under my touch. I closed my eyes and kept up the motion of my hands as I waited for myself to completely drain and sof
ten inside her.
Later, when she was cleaned up and snuggled up against me again, naked this time, I kissed her forehead and pulled her in close.
"You were really, really fucking good tonight," I murmured sleepily.
Her low giggle carried through the darkness. "Uh, thanks," she said. "I guess you could say that you woke the beast in me."
I popped open my eyes in confusion and thought about what she was saying, then had to laugh. "That's not what I meant, Nutcracker. Just now, yes, you were really, really good—don’t be getting a big head, now.” We laughed. “I was talking about your dance. I want you to know, Jewel, I saw you. I really saw you tonight."
"Oh," Jewel replied and hugged my chest briefly. “I put my heart and soul into the dance, Asher. It was about a mute victim with no voice morphing into a strong survivor finding her voice. It was my subtle dedication to you.”
I felt a twinge in my heart then. “Me? Why?”
“I am indebted to you. You are my everything. You saved me Asher. You saved me. I don’t wish for anything anymore. Not when I have you protecting me, loving me. You were the gift to my healing. I don’t need or want for more.”
Soon enough, I thought, soon enough. I’ll make all of her wishes come true.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Him
I WAS OFFICIALLY the proud owner of Tornado’s, the property formerly known as Blaise's Gym.
I had visited my attorney and had a notarized letter sent to Blaise Colton and his attorney regarding selling me the business. At first, Blaise point-blank refused. Said it was his dream and blood. I had rolled my eyes at that. Blaise was so full of shit. Told my lawyer to lower my proffered selling price to a price point that was just a hair above insulting. Blaise was done. It had been over a month since Blaise attacked Jewel and me. He was looking at a long sentence in prison. Eventually, he sold, knowing he’d never get out.
When everyone had left the gym, I wrapped my hands. A few rounds with the bag would be exactly what I needed to burn off the excess energy and allow me to unwind.
I stripped off my shirt and put my gloves on, then went to work on my favorite bag. I was so intent on my task I didn't hear the footsteps behind me, until I heard a throat clearing itself. I whirled around, seeing Jewel leaning against one of the posts of the ring in the middle of the room, her arms folded over her chest.
"Hey," I panted. "Thought you'd gone home."
"Nope," she replied. "Just went outside to talk to some of the women before they left. Looks like you're going to be real busy training us women to kick ass." My women’s defense classes had been running successfully since I started them two weeks ago.
"Good," I replied, raking a hand through my hair. My chest and back were covered in fine beads of sweat and my arms and shoulders ached. I must have zoned out during my impromptu workout and gone harder than I'd planned.
Jewel cocked her head, drawing her lower lip between her teeth as her eyes slid down me slowly. "You know, I never got my one-on-one final test, Teach."
I immediately felt a surge go through me, and my cock stirred at her words and the look in her eyes. "You didn't?" I asked. "Huh. My mistake."
Jewel smiled and reached up to tug on one of the ring ropes. "Maybe we should do that now, while all the information and the techniques are fresh in my mind." Before I could reply, Jewel pulled herself up agilely and ducked between the ropes, heading for the center of the ring. She turned around and met my eyes, then pulled her workout T-shirt over her head, revealing a white sports bra she wore with her tight black yoga pants. I watched as she kicked off her running shoes and socks, then rolled her head around her shoulders as she stretched her arms.
"Come on, Tornado," she called. “Leave me in the dust.”
I joined her in the ring, wearing just my basketball shorts and my shoes. I copied her movements and removed my shoes and socks as well, stretching out my own arms. My eyes moved over her frame, appreciating the way her low-cut sports bra showed plenty of her ample cleavage, and the way her black pants clung to her hips and the smoking-hot perky curve of her ass. As my cock twitched again, I knew this test would end a little differently than the others had.
I dropped into a fighting stance, playfully circling her. "I don't have the armor on," I reminded her. "So no knees to any places you're gonna end up regretting later. You know how much you need it."
Jewel smirked, then dodged in lightning fast, slamming against my shoulder, throwing me off balance, and cutting an angle before dancing away.
"Very nice," I murmured. "Very fast." Jewel hopped lightly from foot to foot.
I was momentarily distracted by the way her abdomen contracted when she moved, and how the air conditioning made her nipples suddenly come alive through the fabric of her sports bra. And I missed her next lightning-fast lunge inward as she smacked my temple with the back of her hand before moving away just as fast. I shook my head and glanced at her face, seeing she was unsmiling, but her eyes were dancing. She loved that she'd caught me off guard. Twice.
“No more,” I said, “I’m taking you down.”
“I love going down,” she teased. I swallowed hard at the thought of her mouth around my throbbing cock.
I lowered my head and studied her shoulder line intently, still circling her as I brought my hands up loosely into guard. I feinted to one side and she fell for it, moving to block, before I lunged from the other side. I kicked her feet out from underneath her, then caught her before she could fall over, gently pushing her away as I playfully smacked her sweet tight buttocks. I laughed at her expression before my eyes slipped down her body once again, unable to resist checking her out for the umpteenth time. The heightened tension, and the light physical contact, was distracting and was doing nothing for my hardening cock.
This was almost—almost—as good as foreplay.
I circled her as she danced around me, and we took turns feinting and lunging with no real contact. She skipped in toward me, ducking to one side before leaning back the other way and kicking the back of my knee, making my leg buckle before she twirled away. I growled, righting myself, and began circling her in a way that had her back against the ropes in a matter of seconds. I lunged, and she ducked swiftly under my arms.
“Fast,” I admitted. “But not fast enough, Nutcracker.”
Before she could dance out of reach again, I grabbed her around the waist and hauled her back against my chest. I held her there for a while as she looked back at me. I pressed my hips forward slightly, right into the soft, curved flesh of her bottom so she could feel me. Her eyes hazed out for a moment, the warm, bright brown color darkening as she felt me pressing against her. Then, they sharpened with focus as a startled look entered them when I lifted her high into the air. I grinned up at her, then slammed her onto her back onto the mat.
Air expelled from her lungs when her back made contact and her eyes went wide. She let out a breathless laugh and I leaned over her, my hands planted on either side of her.
"I guess I failed the test, huh?" she asked throatily, looking up at me. I looked at the fine sheen of sweat on her arms and the tops of her perfect breasts and stomach. I licked my lips.
"I accept extra credit," I replied, then dipped my head to run the tip of my tongue up her sweaty throat to her pulse.
She bit her lip and made a noise of pleasure, then grabbed me by the back of the head and pulled me down toward her as she lifted herself up on one elbow. Our mouths crashed together, pulling and pushing, nipping and licking frantically. It seemed we were both on a mission to get into each other's mouths as deeply as possible. She tore her mouth from me and then licked down my neck, her tongue and lips moving lower over my chest as she tasted my sweat. Her hands slid over my back and her nails dug in when I gripped her jaw in one hand and forced her mouth back to me, reaching in deep with my tongue.
I reached down to grip one of her thighs hard, then used my knees to roughly push her legs apart. I looked down into her smoldering eyes
before I thrust my hardness right up against her, and she gasped sharply. Most of the sound disappeared into my mouth as I claimed her lips with my own again. I felt her hands gripping and sliding over my sweaty skin and I sucked against her lips before licking down over her cleavage, lapping up every bit of her sweat I could taste. I dipped my tongue between her tits and she groaned. She lifted her head and grabbed the side of my face, forcing me to look at her. Lust made her eyes flash urgently.
"I want it now," she whispered raggedly. "In this ring." Before I could move, she reached down to yank her sports bra up over her head before moving to tug her pants down her hips, until she could get one leg out. The other leg remained inside the pant leg. I bit my lip as she reached for the waistband of my shorts, taking in the sight of her. She wore a white thong and nothing else, and I let her push my shorts down as I lowered my mouth to one breast, teasing the nipple and tasting more of her sweat.
"Ash," she whined softly, "take them off!"
I grinned against her skin and nipped her breast, making her squeal. I leaned my weight onto my forearms and pushed her on her back. She collapsed with a sigh, then grunted softly when I reached down and tore her panties at the waist, pushing them down her thigh.
"I’m not sorry," I whispered in her ear, pulling her lobe between my lips.
"I know you’re not," she panted back, her legs lifting to press against my sides. "You never are—now give it to me."
I used my teeth to grip her throat and pulled myself the rest of the way out of my shorts. I ran my tip along the slit of her pussy, shuddering when I felt her juices coating me and making her groan. I thought about teasing her a little more, but then I felt myself throb with need in my own hand, so I pushed one of her legs over my shoulder and lined myself up at her opening. I pushed into her pussy hole in one rough push.
I still held her throat between my teeth, and felt it vibrate against my tongue when she moaned even more loudly. I nipped down hard to make her squeal again before lifting my head and my upper body. I realized we were in a corner of the ring and she reached behind her with one hand to grip the pole as my hips moved with a mind of their own, slamming into her strongly as her legs tightened around me, one over my shoulder and one around the back of my ass.
