TASHAAfter tossing around on my bed nearly all morning and going downstairs to watch TV with my mum in the afternoon, Saturday evening finally crawls in, meeting me in the shower. The anticipation of getting to watch Nate fight has been eating deep into my bones, especially since yesterday. I have never been to a fight before, but damn hell will that make me miss this. I feel bad for lying to my mum about going to watch a couple movies with Jennie this evening, but I think it is worth it. Besides, she will never allow her precious daughter to go watch a bunch of sweaty hot ass guys fighting to beat each other into a pulp, so I had to tell her the lie Jennie and I prepared. Jennie should better keep to her word by coming to get me.Done with taking my bath, I step out from the bathroom and begin to prepare, getting dressed and styling my hair into long straight strands falling past my shoulders to the middle of my back. I take my time in applying some makeup before gathering a few thi
TASHACage.The name keeps ringing in my head as we push through the doors of the underground gym, walking into a swarming, cheering crowd already going crazy. The air is acrid with sweat and smoke and heat, and for a couple seconds, I try to adjust my nostrils and lungs to a new temporal pattern of breathing.I push my way through the noisy crowd chanting Cage! Cage!, staying close enough to Jennie and Marco as we head towards the front to get a better view. Sounds of heavy grunts and punches coming from the ring fill the smoky air, mixing with the buzzing chaos of the crowd, booming louder to my ears the closer we get to the front.We eventually arrive. My mouth falls open, and I finally get a glimpse of why the crowd is so damn fucking loud and crazy.The fight has already begun.Nate sharply evades a deadly blow from his opponent, a massive muscular guy who looks like a grim tattoo drawboard with so many black tattoos coating almost the entire skin of his back and running down his
TASHAI knock a couple times on the door of the room before hearing Nate's low tired voice from inside telling me to come in. After taking in a couple breaths to calm myself, I turn the door handle and enter the room.I shut the door and turn around.My heart gallops against my chest at the naked sight of Nate's bare back facing me, looking sweaty from his fight, also bearing a couple tiny bruises. His back and arm muscles flex with his movement when he turns around. His eyes widen when he sees me standing in the room and staring at him. A small smile tugs up his upper lip as he lifts the white towel in his hand and begins to wipe his chest."I almost thought you were not going to come." He says, walking past me to sit on the single sofa in the room.I try to focus my eyes on anywhere else in the room except him. "Well, I am learning how not break any of my promises again. And I am glad I did. Congratulations.""Thank you." He trails his fingers through his hair. Silence settles betwe
TASHAMy phone begins to vibrate in my bag, tearing us out of our trance. We let go of our fingers tangled with each other. I bring out my phone and see that it is just a measly stupid alarm reminder I forgot to delete. I curse silently under my breath and turn it off, deleting it before putting it back into my bag.I tuck my hair behind my ear. "Nate, you deserve every right to be happy doing what you love. And I really hope your dad will understand. But, definitely, just know that everything will work out one day."He raises an eyebrow at me. "How sure are you about that?"I shrug. "I don't know, but it will." I chirp.He chuckles a laugh at my funny reply, extreme relief washing all over me instantly at the sight of the smile spread across his face. I want to freeze this moment, to keep it with me. I do not know if this night is the last time we get to be like this. To be close together like this. My heart is feeling excited and sinking into the pool of fear at the same time. If th
TASHAA couple knocks on the door stops our kissing. Nate groans, rubbing the tip of his nose over mine before pulling his head back. His fingers tickle along my jawline before he pulls them back and stands up. He flashes me a smile before turning and heading towards the door.Fuck, I still can't believe he is my boyfriend now. To be honest, it is kind of a big deal, but I guess my entire being will absorb our new status one step at a time.I descend back to reality at the sound of the door being pulled open by Nate.Marco's head pops in. "Congratulations dude." His eyes move to Nate's disheveled hair and then shift to me before returning back to Nate. "Uh, can I come in? Or are you guys. . . .kind of. . . .in the middle of something?" He stutters, a sly smile spreading across his face. I do not know why the hell I am smiling too, but Marco is really a he-devil."Get out dude," Nate throws the words at Marco, moving to bang the door to his face, but Marco steps his foot into the slit
TASHAMy ragged breaths pant helplessly off my lips as his hand and mouth continue to devour my breasts, shooting bolts of pleasure straight to my throbbing clit again and again. His mouth leave my breast, trailing down kisses from the center of my chest down to the middle of my stomach, stopping just at the waistband of my trousers. His hand on my breast pinches my nipple slightly, his other hand playing around the button of my jeans, killing me slowly with the throbbing anticipation in my core begging for release."I am taking these off," his hands unbutton my jeans in a second and unzips it. I bite down my lower lip in a smile and lift up my hips a little from the sofa, allowing him to pull the trousers off. With my trousers now on the floor, I am left only in my blue underwear.A smile tugs at his lips as his fingers tingle my skin down my stomach towards the small space between our bodies where my legs are parted, caging around him. I gasp when his hand rubs softly over the thin l
NATEMy mind swirls, need darting straight to my throbbing cock at what Tasha is offering. She sits up on the sofa, her fingers clawing at my chest, making their way down to the waistband of my shorts. Her tongue swipes over her lips, turning me on the more. Her hands shove my shorts down my thighs, making me hiss through my teeth when the material grazes over my bulging cock. Fuck, I have always imagined this a million times with her. My hardened cock strains when her eyes trail the outline of my erection, settling on the tip."You are fucking perfect,” she whispers, her fingers tracing the shaft from my balls upwards to the tip. "So big and long. I could stare at this all the time.""I am glad you like what you see," my fingers dig into her hair, tugging slightly at it, bringing her face closer to my aching cock begging for the relief of her warm mouth to be wrapped around it. Her mouth tugs up with a smile at me as she shakes her head, pushing me to lie back on the sofa. She moves
TASHAAfter a couple more minutes of resting and cuddling up against each other on the sofa, we both decide, for obvious tempting cautious reasons, to take different turns freshening up in the mini bathroom situated in the left corner of the room. The warm water feels so good on my skin, but I do not spend so much time immersed in it.Later, after dressing up and turning off the lights in the room, Nate and I step out, meeting just a few people still in the gym. Just then, my mind clicks. I dart my eyes to my wristwatch.Oh thank God. I sigh out in relief. It is just 9:15pm. I promised my mom to be back home from the cinema on or before 10:30pm. I definitely do not want her suspecting my folly."Uhm, do you wanna grab some dinner?" Nate's question deflects my thoughts back to him, his fingers lacing into mine."Sure." I nod. "I'd love that. We just have to be quick though because I lied to my mum about going to see a movie with Jennie and I also told her that I will be back by 10:30pm