Jake bent under Oliveira’s arms and shot in. He threw everything he had into Oliveira’s waist. As he plowed through the Brazilian he wrapped his arms around the man's legs.
Jake steamrolled right through him and took Oliveira straight down to the canvas. They landed hard, and this time it was Oliveira’s head bouncing like a basketball.
Jake heard the breath leave the Brazilian’s body. Jake had stunned him. Jake had knocked the out of him and he was gasping for breath.
Jake pulled back and slammed a hard elbow down into Oliveira’s face. It rocked him. Jake could see his eyes go glassy. Jake was close. He could finish this right here.
He pulled back again, but the crafty fighter turned away just as Jake slammed his elbow down. He avoided the elbow but had turned his body just a little too much. He had turned his back to Jake.
Jake snaked an arm around Oliveira from behind and clasped his hands together in a Gable grip. He pushed Oliveira's legs open and passed his guard. He was on Oliveira like a backpack. He wrapped his legs around Oliveira’s waist in a body triangle. That let him squeeze more of the air out of the Brazilian.
Jake fought to get his arm under Oliveira’s chin. Oliveira resisted, but Jake could feel the man had no strength left in his arms. He had blown them out using them to beat Jake up.
Jake finally managed to squeeze his right arm under the chin. He tucked his right hand into the pit of his left elbow and pulled the left arm behind Oliveira’s head. A rear naked choke.
Mata Leon, the Brazilian’s called it. The Lion Killer. For the first time in his life Jake realized he shared a name with the deadly choke. Once he had sunk the choke, it didn’t matter how big or strong you were. It didn't matter what drugs you were on, or what you knew about fighting. You were going out.
Jake squeezed his arms together, constricting the Brazilian’s carotid arteries. It felt like nothing.
The Brazilian raised his hand and tapped Jake’s arm three times. The ref jumped in and pulled Jake off Oliveira.
Jake had won.
The cage door flew open and people flooded in as the crowd erupted. Jake rolled away from Oliveira, exhausted.
He rose to his feet just in time to catch Lisa who had flung herself at him.
He pulled her to him and inhaled, filling his lungs with her sweet scent. His girl had come back.
“You did it,” she whispered into his ear.
“You helped,” he said.
“Bullshit. That was all you. My man,” she said as she smiled and kissed him. She had finally come to accept it. He was her man, just as she was his girl. She had just seen a true fighter and now knew what it would take for her to fight for her man.
She was ready to put in that work, to spend the rest of her life defending her claim to this man.
Lisa
Chapter 25
Together
Jake closed the hotel door behind him and flipped the safety lock. He turned to face Lisa and smiled.
The fight doctors had patched his face up and reduced the swelling. He was beginning to look like himself again.
Lisa came up to him and he took her in his arms.
She put a gentle hand on his face. “Does it hurt?” she asked.
“Not now,” he said.
“Are you done?”
“Yes, the presser’s finished. It appears I’ve caused a bit of a ruckus. They’re saying they had to close the sportsbook early because they couldn’t cover the winnings for the people who bet on me. Anyway, it looks like they’re going to give Oliveira an immediate rematch. It’s cool. He deserves it. That won’t happen for at least three months, though.”
Lisa must have looked as worried as she felt.
“Don’t worry,” Jake said. “I’ve got his number now. The next time won’t be like this. Not if you’re by my side.”
He pulled her to him and kissed her.
She melted into his arms and gave herself to him. His kiss ignited her passion. She wanted him.
He broke off the kiss. “I didn’t have time to shower before the presser. I’m disgusting, Give me a few minutes?”
Lisa nodded.
Jake stepped back and pulled his shirt over his head. His muscular body was covered in bruises and he winced as he lowered his arms back down.
“You’re hurt,” she said as she saw the extent of the damage.
Jake smiled. “I’ve never felt better in my life.”
He removed the rest of his clothes and stood before her completely naked. His chiseled form was unlike any man she had ever seen. He looked every bit as powerful as he was.
As he walked to the shower she again admired the form of his ass. She remembered that first time she had admired it. When he and Cole had been grappling in her mom’s backyard. He had seemed so arrogant and forward then, not like the strong yet tender man she now knew him to be.
Now he was hers.
He turned on the shower and steam began to billow out into the room.
He stepped into the shower and closed the door.
He was hers. The thought was intoxicating and almost unbelievable. In the past, she would have found some reason why she wasn’t good enough. She was passed that, though. Now she was just grateful and inspired to live up to his expectations. She was ready to be the woman she was meant to be.
She undressed and let her clothes fall to the floor. She walked into the bathroom and opened the shower door. Hot steam hit her as it flowed out of the shower stall. Through the misty steam, she could make out Jake leaning against the far wall, his head on his arm.
She came up behind him and put a hand on his massive back. There was a black tattoo of a charging bull emblazoned on his skin. She traced the curves of its sinewy form as Jake sighed.
“That feels good,” he said.
The hot water flowed over their bodies. His sleek, muscular frame gleamed with wetness.
She picked up a bar of soap and worked up a lather. She rubbed the soap into his skin with delicate, gentle hands. Jake moaned his appreciation as she lathered the soap into his body, washing away the grime of his fight.
“Thank you,” he said as he leaned against the wall.
She reached around and grabbed his soft cock. She caressed it, lathering the soap into it. As she stroked it she could feel it stiffening.
Jake chuckled. “I was beginning to wonder if I had it in me,” he said.
“Don’t worry if you have anything in you or not,” Lisa said. “Just relax.”
She stroked his cock as the hot water flowed over it and washed away the soap. She again marveled at the size of it. This time, she was the one that chuckled.
“What?” Jake said.
“Bull,” Lisa said with a giggle.
“It wasn’t my idea,” Jake said. He pushed himself off the wall and turned toward her, his massive cock jutting out lewdly in front of him.
He pulled her mouth to his and kissed her softly.
She pushed back from him gently. “Just relax,” she said.
She sank to knees in front of him as the hot shower hit his back.
She took his big cock into her hands and kissed the wide head. She continued kissing it down the shaft, inch by inch as Jake moaned.
“Ahhh, Lisa,” he said. He put a hand on the shower wall to brace himself.
She lifted his cock up and bent low to kiss his balls. One by one she lavished attention on them with her mouth. First kissing. Then licking. Then sucking.
She cleaned his balls with her mouth and slowly stroked his cock.
“Fuck,” he said. “That feels so fucking good.”
He sounded tired. He needed rest, but first she would give him release.
She gave one more flick of her tongue over his balls, then pulled back. She took the head of his cock into her mouth and shoved her head down hard over the shaft. His cock disappeared down her throat effortlessly. So many hours of practice to make Roger happy. It had never helped with Roger, but Jake’s moans told her how good she had b
ecome.
She held her mouth at the root of his cock as long as she could hold her breath, then pulled back for air.
She wanted to taste him again. She wanted to feel the warm gush of his seed into her mouth as he released into her.
Again she slammed her head over his cock, taking the full length of it down her throat. With her mouth at the hilt of his cock she stuck her tongue out and licked the top of his balls.
“Ohhhh, god, baby,” Jake said. “I’m going to cum if you don’t stop that. I won’t be able to please you.”
For once Lisa was not the one worried about pleasing a lover. She pulled her mouth off his cock and it flopped out wetly.
“Don’t worry about that,” she said as she smiled. “I told you, just relax.”
She again buried her head below his cock and took his balls into her mouth. As she gently sucked his large balls she pumped the shaft of his cock with a hand.
“Ahhh,” Jake groaned. “I’m cumming. I’m cum–”
His face screwed up into a look somewhere between pleasure and pain as his voice broke off. His body tensed as the first spurts of cum shot out from his cock.
Lisa released the suction on his balls and jammed his cock down her throat. She could feel the cum gush from the tip into her throat. With his cock buried deep inside her she was unable to swallow. The cum filled her throat until Jake finished. She pulled his cock out and swallowed his seed, taking him into her belly.
His groans had become sighs. His orgasm seemed to take whatever energy was left in him and his knees buckled briefly before he caught himself.
The hot shower still poured over him as he lay against the wall in silence.
Lisa reached over and turned off the shower. A hush fell over the room. Jake said nothing.
She reached for a towel and rubbed it gently over his body, drying every inch of him. She threw the towel to the ground and grabbed his hand, leading him to the bed.
She pulled back the soft covers and guided him into the bed silently.
She bent her still wet head to his and kissed him gingerly over his eye where the fight doctor’s had stitched a cut.
“Lisa, thank you,” he said through closed eyes.
Lisa just put a finger over his mouth to shush him.
He opened his eyes and looked into hers. “At least let me say...I love you.”
Lisa smiled. He loved her.
“I love you too,” she said. “Sleep.”
He closed his eyes and she returned to the bathroom to finish drying off. A moment later she got into bed with Jake and snuggled up to him. He was already asleep. She put a hand on his chest and felt the soft rise and fall of his deep breaths. She entwined her naked body with his, feeling his muscular warmth.
She closed her eyes and thought this must be what heaven’s like.
Chapter 26
Forever
Dawn broke through the hotel window, filling the room with sunshine. Lisa opened her eyes and felt Jake’s arms wrapped around her.
She felt, for the first time in years, like she was home. She was where she was supposed to be. She snuggled back into his body and felt his naked skin against hers.
She pulled his arms tighter around her and wove her fingers in through his hand. He sighed and pulled her closer, still asleep. She lay there motionless, savoring the glow of love and the feeling of total security in his arms.
Her phone dinged on the nightstand. A text message.
The sound startled Jake briefly into something like consciousness and he released her and turned to his other side. He fell immediately back to sleep.
She slithered out of bed, careful not to wake Jake.
She picked up her phone off the table. Janis had texted her a photo. She had taken a selfie with her and the two security guards that had taken her into custody. She laid smiling between them, half-naked in some bed somewhere.
Lisa chuckled. “God, girl. You’re terrible,” she mumbled under her breath.
Jake stirred but didn’t wake.
She put a pot of coffee on jumped in the shower, careful not make any noise that would wake him. He needed as much rest as he could get. As she showered she remembered the night before. How vulnerable he had been. He had barely the strength to stand, and she had taken even that from him. Her body began responding to the memory.
When she got out of the shower the coffee was made. She poured a cup and watched Jake as he slept.
His face had already healed so much. Most of the swelling had vanished. There was slight discoloration around his eyes, but other than that and the stitches, you could barely tell he had been in a war just hours before.
She turned to refill her cup. The hot coffee made a soft sound as she poured it.
“Mmmm,” he sighed. “That smells good.”
She turned around and saw him smiling back at her.
“Good morning, sunshine,” she said. “How do you feel?”
“Better. Much better,” he said. “Come here.”
She walked over to him and sat on the bed. He took the cup from her and drank deeply from it.
“God, that’s good,” he said.
“There’s more–”
“No,” he said. He put the cup down and pulled her to him. “That’s not what I want to taste,” he said with a smile.
He pulled her neck down to his head and inhaled deeply, sighing as he exhaled. “You don’t know how long I have waited for this,” he said.
“I think I do,” she corrected.
He kissed her neck softly and sent a shiver down her spine. He worked his mouth down the front of her chest, kissing every few inches. He took both of her breasts into his hands and squeezed. The pressure hardened her nipples and he kissed them one by one.
“Ahhhhh,” she moaned as jagged bolts of pleasure shot to her core.
He licked and sucked on her nipples as she put a hand behind his head and ran her fingers through his hair. Finally, he was taking her. Finally, she would be his.
“I want to taste you,” he said. “Lay down and spread your legs.”
She thought of the last time he had commanded her to spread her legs. That time it had been for Cole. That time it had been to teach her something she desperately needed to learn, but couldn’t.
She laid on the bed and opened her legs to him, exposing her sex.
“God, you’re a sight,” he said as he admired her naked form. “Hook your elbows behind your knees and pull your legs back.”
She did as she was told.
“Spread your pussy open. I want to see inside you again,” he said.
With both hands, she grabbed her lips and opened herself for him. Wetness leaked out from the bottom and slid down the crack of her ass. She was ready.
Jake bent his head to her and stuck his tongue out. He dragged the tongue in one long lick the entire length of her slit, scooping her juice out and into his mouth.
“Mmmmm,” he sighed and smiled. “You taste even better than the coffee.”
He kissed her on her mound and sucked a tender fold into his mouth, pulling at it gently. He teased the area around her clit before finally lashing the sensitive button with his tongue.
“Ahhh,” she moaned as she writhed underneath him.
He sucked and licked on her soft button as the familiar burn began to build inside her.
“I’m close,” she said. “Don’t stop!”
He doubled his pace on her clit, flicking it rhythmically with his tongue. Such a hard, strong man, but such a soft, gentle tongue.
As she held her legs back for him he reached up and grabbed a breast with one of his strong hands. He took the nipple between his thumb and forefinger and rolled it gently. It was rock hard between his fingers. He rolled the nipple around, gradually increasing the force of his squeeze.
“Yes,” she moaned as she closed her eyes. “Squeeze it.”
He squeezed the nipple hard. A bolt of lightning shot straight to her clit. The burn erupted inside her. Shockwaves
coursed through her body as he worked her clit with his mouth.
“Ahhhh, ahhh!” She bucked her hips under his mouth as she gave herself to him.
The waves crested and passed as the warm glow of release filled her body.
He released her sensitive button from his mouth and stood up as she released her legs.
She opened her eyes and looked at him. “Better than an armbar,” she giggled.
“Good,” he said, “it better be. My turn.”
He grabbed each of her ankles and pushed her legs back over her as he opened her legs up. It tilted her pelvis up to him as if it was an offering.
He stroked his thick cock and brought the head to her pussy. The head briefly touched her sensitive clit and she spasmed underneath him.
He put the head right in her hole, making sure to drag it around in her wetness first. He pressed hard and the first few inches disappeared inside her.
The sudden stretch drew a gasp from her.
“Yes,” she moaned. “Fuck me, Jake. Fuck me now.”
He thrust hard into her and sank the rest of his cock. She had never felt so full before. She had never had a man like this inside her.
“God, Lisa,” he groaned. “You feel amazing.”
He pulled out slowly, Her wetness coated his cock and the lips of her pussy gripped the thick shaft. He slammed it back in with one hard thrust and she gasped again from the sudden sense of fullness.
“Yes,” he said. “My girl.”
He withdrew again and pounded back into her. Their bodies slapped loudly together.
“My pussy,” he said as he pulled her to him and took a kiss from her. As bucked his hips rhythmically in and out as he kissed her.
The wet sounds of their sex filled the quiet hotel room.
She felt so small and powerless under his massive body as he pounded his thick cock repeatedly into her. With each thrust, waves of goosebumps broke out over her arms and breasts.
He was fucking into her hard and fast. Each thrust stretched and filled her with the thick length of his cock.
His breathing became ragged and uneven and he was grunting with each thrust. Just as she thought he was about to climax he pulled out of her. It seemed to take effort. He stood in front of her, motionless, his eyes closed as if willing his orgasm away.
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