know a thing or two about cage fighting. It takes a good five seconds to get the two fighters calm and that doesn’t happen until their blindfolds are torn from their bloody faces and just like that the fight’s over. Well, Jake’s part in the fight is finished.
Once Flash and Rocks are calm both refs run to where Jake is lying. As they kneel he slowly begins to stir. A few minutes later a man with a black medical bag enters the ring and goes to check Jake out. I look over at Flash and Rocks. Flash looks triumphant while Rocks is clearly concerned. His expression doesn’t change until Jake slowly gets to his feet. I can see relief wash over Rocks handsome face. He has to feel guilty knowing that he helped put Jake on his ass. When the cage finally opens the man with the medical bag leads Jake from the cage. As they pass by me Jake looks down at me. He tries to give me a smile but it comes out more like a grimace. Rocks pats him on the shoulder then flashes me an apologetic look before returning to the middle of the ring. Apparently he has to face Flash now to determine who is going to be the winner of the first fight, but for me the nights over.
Chapter Seven
Rest, Recovery, and Romance
(And Not in that Order)
I couldn’t let Jake go home by himself; not in the condition he was in. So instead I put him in my cab and we went to my hotel room. Before entering the hotel I make Jake put on his hoodie and then pull the hood up over his head and around his face. Hopefully it will cast enough of a shadow that it won’t freak Diego out when we show up there. He should be in bed by now but he always wakes up when I come home, no matter how late it is. If I can just get Jake cleaned up, patched up, and into bed for a dozen hours of sleep maybe he won’t be so scary looking in the morning. The usually talkative Jake is oddly quiet after the fight and on the ride to the hotel. Thankfully Jamarcus has given me his personal medical bag and a head full of tips on how to care for his beaten fighter but I have done this too many times in the past. I just hope this doesn’t become a regular happening with Jake.
I lead the silent fighter past the hotel front desk without managing to attract any undue attention. No one is in the elevator so we get to the fourth floor without incident. Once inside our room I pay the sitter and lead Jake to the bathroom so he can take a long hot shower. Diego for a change does not wake up.
I close the bathroom door and turn on the shower. I stand there for a few minutes waiting for water to heat up. When it finally reaches the right temperature I turn to leave and bump right into Jake; naked Jake! I hadn’t realized he was undressing while I was messing with the water. The second my breasts mash up against his massive pecs I feel a twinge down south. I step back to break contact hoping that will cure my angst but I can’t help but look down. As my eyes travel down his six pack abs I can’t help but notice just how nice a clean shaven man can be. Even the base of his enormous cock is free from the normal thatch of pubic hair. The man is not even fully turned on yet his cock is…porn star large! With great effort I tear my eyes from his body and grab his arm fully intent on propelling him into the shower. I step behind him willing myself to keep from staring at his ass. I put my hand on his broad back to give him a gentle push but he turns back around to face me again.
“Um…Jake, your shower…” I croak.
“ Our shower.” He corrects.
I look up into his eyes and shake my head. He just smiles down at me with his crooked swollen lips and takes my wrist in his hand.
“What are you doing?”
For an answer I get a hand full of engorged cock! I start to pull my hand away but he just holds me in place forcing me to stroke his length with my palm. My heart hammers in my chest as my fingers curl around his shaft and begin to massage him. I almost feel bad for doing this to a man
Once Flash and Rocks are calm both refs run to where Jake is lying. As they kneel he slowly begins to stir. A few minutes later a man with a black medical bag enters the ring and goes to check Jake out. I look over at Flash and Rocks. Flash looks triumphant while Rocks is clearly concerned. His expression doesn’t change until Jake slowly gets to his feet. I can see relief wash over Rocks handsome face. He has to feel guilty knowing that he helped put Jake on his ass. When the cage finally opens the man with the medical bag leads Jake from the cage. As they pass by me Jake looks down at me. He tries to give me a smile but it comes out more like a grimace. Rocks pats him on the shoulder then flashes me an apologetic look before returning to the middle of the ring. Apparently he has to face Flash now to determine who is going to be the winner of the first fight, but for me the nights over.
Chapter Seven
Rest, Recovery, and Romance
(And Not in that Order)
I couldn’t let Jake go home by himself; not in the condition he was in. So instead I put him in my cab and we went to my hotel room. Before entering the hotel I make Jake put on his hoodie and then pull the hood up over his head and around his face. Hopefully it will cast enough of a shadow that it won’t freak Diego out when we show up there. He should be in bed by now but he always wakes up when I come home, no matter how late it is. If I can just get Jake cleaned up, patched up, and into bed for a dozen hours of sleep maybe he won’t be so scary looking in the morning. The usually talkative Jake is oddly quiet after the fight and on the ride to the hotel. Thankfully Jamarcus has given me his personal medical bag and a head full of tips on how to care for his beaten fighter but I have done this too many times in the past. I just hope this doesn’t become a regular happening with Jake.
I lead the silent fighter past the hotel front desk without managing to attract any undue attention. No one is in the elevator so we get to the fourth floor without incident. Once inside our room I pay the sitter and lead Jake to the bathroom so he can take a long hot shower. Diego for a change does not wake up.
I close the bathroom door and turn on the shower. I stand there for a few minutes waiting for water to heat up. When it finally reaches the right temperature I turn to leave and bump right into Jake; naked Jake! I hadn’t realized he was undressing while I was messing with the water. The second my breasts mash up against his massive pecs I feel a twinge down south. I step back to break contact hoping that will cure my angst but I can’t help but look down. As my eyes travel down his six pack abs I can’t help but notice just how nice a clean shaven man can be. Even the base of his enormous cock is free from the normal thatch of pubic hair. The man is not even fully turned on yet his cock is…porn star large! With great effort I tear my eyes from his body and grab his arm fully intent on propelling him into the shower. I step behind him willing myself to keep from staring at his ass. I put my hand on his broad back to give him a gentle push but he turns back around to face me again.
“Um…Jake, your shower…” I croak.
“ Our shower.” He corrects.
I look up into his eyes and shake my head. He just smiles down at me with his crooked swollen lips and takes my wrist in his hand.
“What are you doing?”
For an answer I get a hand full of engorged cock! I start to pull my hand away but he just holds me in place forcing me to stroke his length with my palm. My heart hammers in my chest as my fingers curl around his shaft and begin to massage him. I almost feel bad for doing this to a man
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