Body Lock: MMA Sports Romance (3 page)

“You’re beautiful,” I say admiring her.

“Thank you,” she says her eyes dropping down and landing on my cock, I waggle it and a smile plays across her lips.

“Suck it,” I say.

She doesn’t hesitate, lowering herself to her knees in front of me. Her tongue darts out and along the slit of my cock cleaning the drops of come resting there. A shudder runs up my spine and I push forward towards her lips. I penetrate her mouth which is so hot and wet it’s fucking heaven. She runs her tongue around the head of my cock teasing me. She does that for a few moments then she drives my cock straight into her throat. I don’t hold back. As I hit the back of her throat my cock explodes. It jerks over and over pumping into her throat. The first load I’ve dropped in two years. She holds it in deep. I finally stop and she slides off my cock slowly, lapping it clean with her tongue as she retreats.

I’m still rock hard. Reaching down I grab under her arms and easily lift her to her feet. Wrapping one hand in her hair I force her head back and kiss her, this time driving my tongue into her mouth. We kiss deep, our tongues dancing together, then I break the kiss. Keeping one hand in her hair, I turn her around and force her to bend at her waist. I position myself at her opening. Her slit is slick with her own juices. I rub my dick up and down her opening and she jumps as I pass over her swollen bud. Once I pull it back up to her entrance I thrust into her fully.

My eyes close as I’m transported to another plane. This is what I’ve dreamed of every night since I went away. Pushing all the way to my hilt, I hold there feeling her pussy grab onto my cock as she moans her pleasure. I pull out slowly until just the head is inside then I thrust in again. I grab onto her hip with my free hand and pull her onto me and then push her off while pulling her hair with each thrust. I pump harder, faster than ever before, claiming her. I’m taking what’s mine. I don’t care who stands in my way, this is what I’m fighting for. Her, she’s mine, we belong together.

I take my hand off her hip and reach around to grab her tit. Finding the nipple, I roll it between my thumb and forefinger as I push in and out. I know this drives her wild and she rewards me with a loud cry. She’s using one hand to help hold herself up and the other hand drops down and finds her clit. Knowing she’s touching herself and the feeling of my cock sliding in and out of her pushes me beyond the limits of my control.

We fuck with wild abandon and she’s getting louder as I thrust again and again. There’s a slow buildup from the base of my cock spreading to the tip, until I release inside of her. I pump load after load deep inside as I hold her up with one hand on her hip and the other entwined in her hair. As my cock finally softens, I pull out of her slick pussy. Just as I do I hear the door downstairs open.

“Shit,” I say. “Someone’s coming up here.”

“Crap,” she says and grabs her dress sliding it up and into place.

I pull my pants up then grab my shirt and pull it quickly over my head. Heavy footsteps sound on the stairs. I look over at her and can’t wipe the stupid grin off my face. Fuck. If we get caught we’re dead but damn if it isn’t worth it. She’s smiling but I see fear in her eyes, too. The fear of him, Vinnie, that fucker. My resolve to break us free from this life is even stronger seeing that look in her eyes.

“We need to go to another apartment, this place reeks of sex,” I say.

“You think?” she laughs quietly.

I grab my jacket and take her hand then we dodge across the hall. I close the door we’re leaving behind us but leave the door of the apartment we enter open. She sits down on the sofa so I take the recliner chair that sits opposite it. She sits with her legs pulled up under her to one side resting on the arm of the sofa. I follow the lines of her curves. The drop of her shoulder down to her full tits, the tantalizing curve up of her hips down to her exposed legs. My cock stiffens in my pants again. Damn but I want to fuck her again right now.

“I missed you,” she says. “A lot.”

“They take care of you?” I ask.

She shrugs and looks away. Rage flares up with nowhere to go. If anyone bothered her I’ll fucking kill them! It’s immediate, a red fuel that overwhelms me. I push it down with pure will. That shit there is what got me in trouble in the first place. I won’t give into it, not ever again. The heavy footsteps are in the hallway now. Small talk, have to make small talk.

“It’s fine,” she says studying my eyes.

She knows. I can’t hide shit from her. I’ve never been able to. Since the day she walked into our lives she’s been able to call me on my bullshit. She sees something in me that no one else has ever seen. No one else has ever tried or cared. That’s how I fell for her before I knew it. All the barriers, all the reasons why not to, none of those matter. They never have and now we’re in too deep. I can’t imagine a life without her in it. I won’t have one.

“Okay,” I say.

“You going to fight?” she asks and I hear the disapproval in her voice.

She hates fighting but it’s the only thing I know. It’s the thing I’m good at and the one way I have to get us out of this mess.

“Yeah,” I say.

She shakes her head and licks her lips. “Even if I ask you not to?”

I don’t say anything but my gut knots up and acid rises into my throat. I’ve never denied her anything. Anything she wants, I’ve done for her. She wanted a dog, I got her a fucking dog. She wants to see a movie? I steal the money to take her. Vinnie in a drunken rage and going after her? I take the hits. She knows I can’t say no to her so we stare at each other.

The footsteps are close. Lou’s ugly mug peers into the room. His slow eyes look over LeAnne and then find me. Looking at him, you can see the gears turning in his mind like giant cogs that will eventually make a thought. He nods two times then he opens his mouth, closes it, and then opens it again before speaking.

“Jans, boss wants you,” he says then nods as if answering his own statement.

“Sure, Lou, be right there,” I answer him.

Lou stands there for a long moment in silence staring at me. It looks like he’s trying to remember something important and hell he probably is. All the beatings he’s taken over the years haven’t been good for his brain.

“He said now. You best hurry,” Lou says.

“Okay, Lou, on my way. Just wanted to catch up with LeAnne.”

Lou nods slowly turning towards her. “Hi, LeAnne.”

“Hi, Lou,” she says and her sweet voice is like a soothing balm on a cut.

Lou’s face brightens and a semblance of life comes back into his eyes. Jealousy stabs into my heart. I hate sharing even her kind words with someone else. Lou’s a good guy though. Stand up and all that even if he is blindly loyal to my dick father. He nods again then turns and starts his slow walk down the hallway. Lou is faster than lightning in a fight but with anything else in life he has this slow, plodding pace. He’s like a fucking mountain come to life. He’ll get there when he gets there and you damn well best not be in his way.

“I should get down there,” I say.

“Yeah,” LeAnne says. “Jans?”

“Yeah?”

“I missed you,” she says rising from the couch.

I stand and she closes with me rising up on her toes. Her soft lips press to mine for just an instant then she turns and walks out of the room. I watch the way her ass sways as she leaves and my cock hardens to the point it fucking hurts. It’s okay, I like the pain. It reminds me I’m alive. Pain gives me hope. If I’m alive, I can beat it.

She didn’t ask me not to fight. She knows she could have. She knows I’d stop but she didn’t ask. Good. Now to put my plan into motion.

ONE MONTH LATER

I unwrap another test. I can't believe the result from the first one, there's no way. I go through the motions and set it aside to wait. I watch the clock on the bathroom wall as the secondhand ticks. I swear it stops between each one forcing me to wait for a small eternity. Tick, tick, tick, it moves in slow motion. I hold my head in my hands resisting the urge to cry. This is bad, so bad.

I pick up the stick and the results are the same.

Dammit!

What am I going to do? Should I tell Jans? What will he do if he finds out? Worse, what will Vinnie do? What am I saying, I know damn well what Vinnie will do. He'll kill us, both of us. How did this happen? It had to be the night Jans got out of jail. We’re always so careful and that’s the one time we weren’t. I’m so screwed. We’re screwed.

Someone knocks on the door to my room.

“What?” I yell from my bathroom.

“Boss wants you,“ Lou says through the closed doors.

Great. Just what I need.

“I'll be there in a minute,“ I yell back.

“Okay,“ Lou says and I hear his heavy footsteps thudding away.

I wrap my arms around myself then rock back and forth while staring at the pink lines on the stick. Dammit. This should be exciting, it should be a good thing. In any other family it would be. In this family not so much. Especially since Jans is sort of my step-brother.

Okay, I can do this. I stand up and fasten my pants then wash my face in the sink. I check myself in the mirror and put on some concealer to hide the puffiness of my eyes. Once I feel presentable, I head downstairs. It figures I'd have to deal with Vinnie before I have a chance to talk to Jans.

This is the way my life goes. Jans has only been home a month and we've spent much less time together than I want. Stolen moments whenever we can both sneak away and not be noticed. Those moments when we’re together are what I live for, everything else is just something to be gotten through. He's returned to fighting just like Vinnie wants. He keeps telling me he has a plan but he won't share what it is. I hope it's a good one because now we’re gonna need it sooner rather than later.

When I get downstairs I see Lou standing outside of Vinnie's office. He gives me a half smile and nods.

“What's going on, Lou?“ I ask.

“Don't know.“

“Would you tell me if you did?“

“Maybe,“ Lou replies. At least he's honest.

I open the door to Vinnie's office and step into a space where the air is filled with tension making it hard to breathe. Vinnie sits behind his desk puffing on a cigar and looking pleased with himself. Anytime Vinnie looks pleased with himself, I know my life is heading for trouble. Jans is here, too, leaning against his usual spot by the wall and Axel sits in the same chair he always does. Jans’ smile flickers across his face as I enter, and I make it a point not to look at him too long being careful not to arouse suspicion. The butterflies in my stomach won’t stop dancing, but it calms my nerves knowing he’s here even though it means we’re both in danger.

“LeAnne, so glad you could join us,“ Vinnie says sarcastically.

“I was going to the bathroom, thank you very much,“ I say irritated.

“Well, now that I have all of my children here, it's time we had a family meeting.“

“If it's a family meeting, where's my mom?“ I asked.

“She should be here any minute,“ Vinnie answers.

As if in response to that, I hear her heels clicking down the hall outside. Well, I guess he's right, it will be an entire family meeting. Mom comes in the room in a tight red dress with matching heels that are at least 4 inches tall.

“I'm so sorry,“ she says, making her way straight to Vinnie’s side. “Those girls at the store are so slow. I asked them to get my packages ready to go but they took their time. I told them I was in a hurry.“

“Whatever, I don't care,“ Vinnie says. “You shouldn't have been late.“

“Oh, Vinnie,“ she says, her voice rising an octave and becoming a whine. “I'm sorry, baby.“

“Well, sorry doesn't pay the bills,“ Vinnie says. “Now let's get this meeting started.“

“Yeah, Vinnie,“ Jans says. “Why are we here?“

“Your fights have been going pretty good since you got out,“ Vinnie says, looking at Jans.

“Pretty good?” Axel throws in. “He’s kicking ass. Un-fucking-defeated is not ‘pretty good’ it’s ‘I’m the fuck-all man’!”

Vinnie glares at Axel just long enough for him to sit back in his chair and snap his jaw shut.

“I got a plan to cash in on your reputation,“ Vinnie says.

I see Jans tense. His hands clench into fists at his sides and his jaw tightens. His eyes narrow and when he speaks again, it's in his soft voice, a trick I know he learned from Vinnie.