Broken #4 (The Broken Series - Book #4) (6 page)

I
headed over, and kissed Jet on the cheek, saying hello to all his family. They
were thrilled that Jet and I were finally together. I knew his dad had been
less than impressed with me coming to dinner that one night as just a friend,
even though it really should have been obvious to everyone that night that Jet
and I were never just friends. When they left, I began trying to massage the
soreness out of Jet's body. I kneaded his skin roughly as he groaned with my
effort. I pushed my knuckles deep into his muscles, trying to relieve some of
the tension that had built up in his body. I could feel knots all over his
body, and I almost wished my mother were there to take care of him. She would
do a far better job than I could. She was a truly talented massage therapist;
she understood the body and she had a gift for creating healing where no one
else could. For her it was definitely a calling. I wish I had developed that
same talent in order to help my boyfriend more.

“Maybe
you should go see my mother tomorrow; she will fix the knots far better than I
can. She really is the best in town, and to be honest, you need all the help
you can get.”

He
laughed. “No, your hands are what I need.”

I
smiled. Standing behind him, I thought it was the sexiest thing I had ever
heard him say. He talked to me in a way that made me feel like a queen, that no
girl would ever take my place.

“Oh,
is that right?”

“You
have no idea. Your hands make me feel amazing in more than one way.”

I
blushed as I watched Julie approach. I knew the ways in which he was talking
about, and I enjoyed those ways just as much as he did.

“Congrats
there, Jet, on the fight. You put on a pretty good show. How are you feeling?”

“Thanks,
Julie. I feel pretty roughed up, but that's all part of it. At least I won.”

“Yeah,
well, thanks for inviting me. By the way how well do you know your opponent?”

We
all laughed together. She laughed about taking him home for some pity sex, and
Jet said the guy would probably be in too much pain to participate. I loved
Julie, and couldn't wait for her to find a man. He would be one lucky
guy, that
was for sure.

“Okay,
I'm heading back to the apartment, are you sticking around here for a while?”

I
nodded. I wasn't sure what Jet was up to, but I would tag along with whatever
he was doing.

We
waved as she disappeared from the locker area.

“Julie
is a pretty cool girl; I like her.”

I
smiled. “Yeah, she's the best. She makes me laugh so hard. I really think she
was serious about the pity sex.”

He
laughed.

“So
how come you didn't want to go out and party with everyone? You could probably
use a stiff drink right now.”

“’Cause
I feel like a disaster and I can't think of anything that I would rather do
than hang out alone with you tonight. Besides you can do more benefit to my
body than any pain killer could.”

I
giggled. I loved the way that he talked to me, but what I loved more was the
effect that I seemed to have over him. My body, my hands, and my words--he
seemed to live off of them all, and it made dating him that much more exciting.

“So
what do you want to do tonight, then?” I continued massaging his muscles in the
hopes that I would relieve some of the pain in his body. There was no doubt
about it; he would be one sore boy tomorrow. It would be hot baths and Thai
balm rub
downs for a few days. But it was very important for
his body to heal properly to avoid injuries. If he pushed himself at all right
now, he could cause an injury that he originally didn't have and that would be
a mistake for him.

“I
think I want to hit the school hot tubs for a bit; the heat should relax my
body significantly. Why don't we grab a couple of beers from the cooler and
head over there together?”

“Jet,
I don't have a bathing suit here,” I whispered. I blushed immediately at the
thought of going in there with him, without a suit. I had never done anything
like that before, and it embarrassed me. I wasn't a sexy girl, so the idea that
I would strip down before him sounded deeply erotic.

“Baby,
you don't need a suit. No one will be there and I'd like to see you naked and
wet.”

I
could not seem to stop blushing around him. Yup, I knew that had been exactly
what he was thinking.

“Come
on, Natalie, live a little. I am
sore
as hell, and
the tubs could really help out a lot. Not to mention I want you there with me.
Let's get some beers and go.”

He
went in one of his teammate’s coolers, grabbed four beers, and put them in his
gym bag. I laughed as I watched him do it. The guys always swapped and shared
their beers, so Jet knew that the guys wouldn't care. They would probably offer
him the whole cooler for his pain and suffering. He grabbed some towels out of
the locker room cupboards, picked up his gym bag, and slung it over his
shoulder. We left the locker room, and as we made our way to the hot tub room,
he received tons of praise from people who stopped him along the way. There
were still a lot of people just milling around the arena after the fight. Even
after the lights went down there was still excitement in the air and buzz about
the fight all around us.

We
got to the hot tub room and true to his
word,
there
was no one else in the room. He locked the door behind us to make sure that we
would be uninterrupted. He put his bags down, and dug around for two of the
beers he brought. He cracked them open and handed me one. The room was hot and
steamy around us, and the chill of the beer was refreshing as I took a drink.
As I took a long pull on the beer goose bumps broke out all over my arms. He
put his hands on my arms and rubbed up and down in an attempt to warm me up,
not that I need warming, given the temperature of the room. It felt nice,
though, having his hands on me. He felt good no matter what he did to me.

“The
beer is good, isn't it, Natalie?”

“Yeah,
it's so cold; especially in here, it seems colder.” I took another sip,
enjoying the bitter taste that ran chills up and down my spine. Or maybe it was
Jet causing that sensation in me.

“Are
you ready to go in, or are you still shy?”

I
laugh.
“Well, you first.”

He
shrugged and set his beer down. The guy was definitely not shy, and had no
issue with dropping his drawers, so to speak. He only had on fighter shorts and
a T-shirt to begin with, but he stripped those items off so quickly it was as
if he never had them on. His body was absolutely beautiful. He always looked
fantastic naked. He was just one of those guys who should be naked all the
time. He was the kind of guy you always saw in those calendars that you were
sure just had to be
Photoshopped
because the
sculpting was done to perfection. He was fit in a way that made me want to just
touch his muscles.
To grab them and squeeze them, to find out
if I could bring any pain to something so hard.
His abs
were
sculpted in the perfect six-pack and his arms were my
favorite part. He was strong and looked so strong. I could never quite stop
myself from looking at his cock. It was arousing to me, and just the sight of
it could send my heart beating in a crazy way. He was a beautiful man, and his
cock was no different; it just completed an already perfect package. And the
pleasure it had brought to my body was something I could write a book about.
Maybe that was why I grew warm at the sight of his cock. All then memories of
all the pleasure it had brought me. My eyes went back up to his, to see that he
had been watching me looking at his cock, and he had a smile on his face. I
blushed again, knowing he could probably read my thoughts at that moment and he
had liked them.

“If
you keep looking at me like that, Natalie, you're going to make me hard, and
then you will be in trouble.”

I
grinned. I wasn't sure what it was with Jet, but no other guy I had ever dated
had talked to me in that sexy, arousing way. I wasn't sure why; I would never
have been opposed to it. But guys had never talked dirty to me ever, and I
wondered why. Was I just not the kind of girl that guys looked at and wanted to
say dirty things to? Maybe guys never saw me as a sex symbol, not in the sense
that I could possibly have any power over any of them. I liked the fact that
one look from me could harden up Jet's cock. I liked that idea a lot. And he
aroused me just as much by the things he said to me. Things that no other guy
had ever dared say to me.

“Is
that really all it would take?” I whispered.

“You
would be surprised how little it would take. You're
smokin
'
hot, Natalie. Getting the chance to sleep with you is enough to make any guy
happy. You should know that. Most guys would kill to sleep with someone like
you.”

“You
really think I'm hot? God, I've never thought of myself like that. Certainly
I'm attractive, but hot?”

“
Ahh
,
yup.
No doubt about it, Natalie, you
are a very pretty girl.”

I
smiled and went to him, kissing his mouth softly. I continued to kiss him,
because his mouth was hot and wet and tasted wonderful. I couldn't wipe the
smile off of my face. He, too, had a power over me, and I was perfectly comfortable
with him having it.

“Now
strip, beautiful. This is the moment I have been waiting for all night.” He got
up into the hot tub and slid himself into it. The steam was rising up around
him and he turned to watch me. He had a look of anticipation on his face that
made my heart skip a beat. I slipped off my sweater and fumbled behind me with
the clasp of my bra. I was worried that I would not be able to get the bra
undone, I was so nervous. I released my breasts from it and tossed the bra on
the floor. He smiled as he looked at my breasts, and his gaze became more
heated. I undid the button on my jeans and zipped them down. I slipped out of
my jeans and stood there before him in a pair of hot pink lace panties. I had
been shopping recently, and had decided I wanted to buy a few more scandalizing
pieces for Jet to discover. I put both of my thumbs in the sides of my panties
and slid them down. I had just gotten a Brazilian wax that day, so my pussy was
fresh and soft for him. I could tell he was surprised, but very pleased, with
the waxing that had been done to my pussy.

“Wow,
you look incredible. How am I not supposed to be constantly hard around you?
Just take one look at you. You drive me crazy, Natalie. What am I going to do
with you?”

I
smiled as I passed him both beers, and climbed into the hot tub with him. The
water was hot, a little too hot for me and I looked at the controls and decided
it could stand being a few degrees cooler. After I adjusted the temperature, I
slid all the way in, and made my way over to Jet. I sat down beside him and
took a drink of my beer. It was warming up quickly due to the temperature in
the room, but it was still chilly enough to be delicious, and I guzzled down
half of it. Jet leaned back into the water and groaned, allowing the heat to
ease away the pain he had in his muscles. It was a great idea for him to have
been there. The hot tub would provide far more relief than any bathtub would.
The heat was more intense, and it would soften up the tension in his body. Jet
opened his eyes and put his beer to his lips as he downed the rest of it. “I'll
grab the other beers.” He rose up out of the water to do so, his hard, sculpted
ass before me as he moved toward the edge of the tub. I leaned toward his ass
and bit one of his cheeks softly before leaning back in my seat. I was so
shocked that I had done it; usually I wasn't that brazen in the bedroom, but I
had just had the urge and decided to follow my instincts. And it sure paid off
to do so. He turned around with shock written all over his face, and I started
laughing.

“I
can't believe you just bit me, and on the ass, no less.”

“You
loved it.”

He
grinned from ear to ear. “You bet your ass I did, but when I return you're
really going to get it.”

I
winked at him and he hurried out of the tub and went to the gym bags. When he
got the beers, he cracked them and returned to the heat of the tub, handing me
one as he sat down. I was happy to see that they were still quite cold despite
the heat in the room. I drank up the rest of the first beer and set the bottle
in one of the cup holders near the tubs. I wasn't sure if the university
condoned drinking while in the hot tub, but they sure had the cup holders for
it. Everything in that school was of the highest quality, and the whole room of
hot tubs were spared no expense. I took a sip of my new beer as Jet turned
toward me, with a heated look on his face. His hand found me first as he
grabbed hold of my ass and squeezed it. I moved toward him, and our mouths
found each other naturally, as if we were meant to find one another. The heat
between us at that moment was just about as hot as the steam coming from the
hot tub. Our tongues mingled together as Jet slid a finger inside me. I gasped
as his fingers pumped inside me repeatedly. It felt so good that I started to
feel a little dizzy.