“And how do you know that?”
“Because every time I have a conversation with Jet, you are all he talks about, especially right now, since he is worried he lost you forever. You are all he talks about, Natalie, and I know he would want you to see him get the chance to be the national champion. You and I both know he has a great shot at winning it, so you really should be there.”
I didn’t know what to say to her, so I decided to stay silent for the time being. I was emotionally exhausted from the whole ordeal, and I really wasn’t sure what to think of her apology or her remarks about Jet. The truth was they were still talking, and although it was obvious they weren't together, it was clear that she would always be a part of his life, and that would be something I would have to be okay with.
“Look, I have to run. I'm actually fighting tonight as well, and I need to prepare. Just think about it, okay?”
I nodded, turned, and walked away from her without another word.
I walked into the arena, and the fights were already all well underway. The fact of the matter was that I was really late. I had thought about the fights all day, and had come to the conclusion that I just wasn't going to go. Julie had given me a really hard time about it, to the point where I thought maybe I should go. It didn't mean I had to get back together with Jet; it just meant that I was going to go support him during a time when he needed me.
So I headed over there, but I knew I was really late. So late, in fact, that when I walked into the arena Jet was already in the cage fighting to be the national champ. I slowly made my way up to the cage down one of the aisles as the crowd was going insane on either side of me. Jet was swinging a high kick at his opponent and he connected it, causing the guy to drop. I noticed his corner was cheering him on, and Katie was there like she had been the last time, screaming no less loudly than the coach was. I went up to the front row, but I stayed in the aisle. I didn't have tickets for the front row because there were no tickets left, but I wanted to be close. Jet went in for a four-punch combination, and then pulled back. When he did so, he made eye contact with me. The look on his face said that he had just found a fresh new breath that was going to get him through the fight. That was all it took for him to send off another spinning back fist that connected with his opponent’s face, knocking him out cold.
His corner went nuts, as well as the crowd, and I smiled hugely for him. He didn't even wait to hear the decision from the judge. He flew out of the cage and headed right for me. I was shocked, as was everyone else in the room. When he got to me, he pulled me to him and kissed me passionately?so passionately that I could barely catch my breath. He put his forehead against mine, and it caused tears to well up in my eyes.
“Natalie, my God, you came. I thought you weren't coming. This means so much to me.”
“Katie apologized and explained everything to me. I want to move on now.”
He kissed me again, and I felt safe in his arms once more.
***
My eyes drifted closed as Jet tilted the shower head toward my face. The shampoo washed down my body and into the drain. He slid his hands down my hair to help the soap trickle down my body. I could barely keep it together with him so near. I seized the soap, made lots of bubbles, and started to wash his chest. His skin was hard and smooth. He jerked at my touch, and his eyes flickered up to mine. I felt weak in the knees.
“Is this what you wanted when you were out there getting hit?”
“I want you. I want you to put your lips on mine.”
Jet pressed his lips to mine and kissed me roughly, withdrawing only to let me catch my breath.
My chest was heaving, and my heart was pounding in my chest. Without thinking, my fingers pushed into his hair and I pulled him towards my lips. His tongue found mine first, and he lifted me up in the air so that we were level. His closeness set me on fire; he was exhilarating as he pushed into me. I sucked his tongue hungrily, and he turned off the shower, lifting me to carry me to his bed. He draped a towel over me as I clung to him. He lowered me over the comforter and rubbed the towel over my skin while he smiled and said, “Let me go get dry.”
I didn’t want him to go; he looked delicious hot and wet before me. My teeth started to chatter as I watched his ass flex as he disappeared into the bathroom. I absently dried myself with the towel as my eyes were trained on the door. Jet finally returned, filling the threshold of the door with his enormous frame. His eyes were on mine as he walked back over to the bed.
He parted his mouth over mi
ne, our breaths mingled together, and a delicious shiver ran through me as our tongues found each other. My breasts rose and fell as he ran his fingers up my leg, then possessively cupped my ass.
I shuddered as he caressed my pussy, briefly opening my lips with his thumb as he sucked on my nipples. I bucked underneath him, and he laughed softly as he continued to lick my nipples.
He ran his hands over my body, growling, “God, Natalie. I'm coming inside you, now.”
“Hurry,” I said.
He eagerly spread me wide, his cock hard as he flattened me on my back and covered me with the heat of his body.
He grabbed my legs, pulled them around his hips, and then pinned my arms above my head, looking down at me like he wanted to devour me. His cock was right there, ready to push inside me, and every cell in my body knew that Jet was mine. There was need written all over his face, and he was easily the sexiest man I had ever seen. I could see his muscles clench, his body working as he pushed himself deep inside me. Thrashing as a sound of pleasure ripped through me, I tilted my hips up to meet him. He cried out my name as he brushed kisses along my face. He pumped inside me as I moaned his name over, and over again. I came as he rocked inside me, and I was panting as he followed suit, filling me up. He slid out of me, and held me tight against him, like he never wanted to let me go. Jet bit the back of my neck, holding me tighter than I had ever been held before.
Summoning the energy to move, I turned into him and looked into his face. I brought my hands up to the cuts he had on his face from the fight. “Do these hurt?”
He didn’t answer. Instead, he leaned in to kiss me once again.
BROKEN #5
Chapter One
Natalie