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But instead she starts using her hand to stroke me and that just does it. I get up, and tackle her on to the bed on her back, get on top of her and force my cock into her mouth. “Start sucking, baby girl.”
“Yes sir,” she giggles again.
The Meeting
HOLDEN
Promptly at midnight an SUV pulls up.
I toss my cigarette aside and start walking towards it when its headlights start flashing. When I’m next to the SUV the back door opens and I see the familiar face of Harlow’s crony sitting in the back, waiting. And that’s not all. There are cable-ties in his hand and a blindfold. Fuck. Not again.
“Get in we don’t have all day,” Ronnie says, impatient as ever.
“Yeah,” I retort. “It’s a busy life abducting people and putting them in blindfolds.”
“Just get in,” Harlow’s heavy voice comes from the front of the SUV.
I climb into the car and close the door.
Fight or Flight
TEAGUE
“What is this place?” Sebastian asks, as we enter the arena and two bruisers frisk us for weapons. He looks like the most of out of place person in here but I had no choice. Holden’s going through his own problems and there’s no way Mia is ever going to be okay with this much violence.
“It’s an underground cage fight,” I explain, as we enter the place where the fights take place. There’s a throng of people, betting and giving advice and talking non-stop and the place is full of excitement. Sebastian grimaces when he sees one of the fighters in the cage throw an upper cut to his opponent and we see teeth flying about and landing everywhere on the floor.
“Why would you want to see this?” Sebastian asks.
“Because it’s awesome!” I say and move right up to the cage so we can actually smell the blood, sweat and fear from inside the cage.
The fight ends soon enough and I start unbuttoning my shirt.
Sebastian just stares at me. “Teague,” he says. “What do you think you’re doing?”
“What does it look like I’m doing?” I say, loud enough to be heard over the ruckus and grin but Sebastian is taking this way too seriously than I thought he would.
“Oh no no no!” he says. “There’s no way I’m letting you go in there! These people are nuts, Teague! Did you not see the teeth flying about just now? I’m pretty sure toothless and fucked wouldn’t be a good look for you. I’m also pretty sure that Mia wouldn’t approve of all this.”
“I know,” I say. “That’s why you’re here!”
I toss my shirt towards him and he barely manages to catch it in time. “Teague, no!” he yells but I walk up to the corner man and tell him I’m ready. I start putting on a wrap but they tell me they don’t do wraps so I toss that aside.
“It’s bare knuckles all the way!” the guy tells me.
“No problem!” I say.
“You’re sure, kid?” he asks. “Cause it looks to me like maybe you’re out of your depth in here.”
“Just announce the fight,” I say and start preparing myself.
“It’s your funeral, kid.”
The fight is announced and the man who walks in is about my weight and height, a bit more muscular and bald, and his face is a mess of cuts and bruises which tells me that this isn’t the first fight he’s in. He bares his extremely white teeth at me and I don’t do anything because I honestly don’t know the protocol here. I haven’t been coming here long but I’ve been training hard and watching a lot of fights for research, and I hope that’s going to be enough.
The one thing people don’t tell you about fighting is that you just need to start. You need to just take that step forward and get hit or start hitting. I try to deliver the first hit but the guy ducks and
instead ends up hitting me right in the face. So, I make another move and put all my weight into my next punch, and aim for the guy’s chest. Bam. My knuckles hit bones and I can feel them reverberating from the impact. I can feel the guy getting angry and I can tell that he wasn’t really taking me seriously up until that point. He knows that I know technique and he knows that I can deliver a solid hit.
