Broken #5 (The Broken Series - Book #5) (8 page)

Jet and I danced the night away
while we got ridiculously drunk and vaguely immature. He never once left my
side, and I couldn't have been happier about it. The room suddenly silenced as
the TV was turned on, and everyone watched the ball drop from a 60'' TV screen.
When the clock struck 12:00, the room of people went crazy. There was
screaming, kissing, and people throwing party favors. Champagne was poured and
passed out around the room.

I turned to Jet and kissed him
hard on the mouth. As the screaming went on around us, I slipped my tongue in
his mouth, and we made out as the New Year began. When we released, Curtis and
Julie arrived at our sides with champagne glasses. We all toasted the New Year
and clinked glasses.

“So what are your New Year’s
resolutions, guys?” Julie asked.

I thought about it for a moment.
“Probably get into the gym more. I know it's everyone's, but it's true for me
especially now, since I have such a buff boyfriend.”

Jet laughed and answered, “I
think I'm going to try to go to class more and maybe learn something.”

Julie laughed. “Yeah right, Jet,
who are you kidding?”

He laughed. “Okay fine, so what's
yours?”

“Have more sex!
A lot more.”
Julie said this as she cackled. Her date looked
pretty happy by her answer.

I looked at Curtis and raised an
eyebrow. “I think I would like to eventually win a match against Jet.”

“Well don't hold your breath on
that one.” Jet laughed.

“Okay, down boys, let’s just
enjoy our night.” We all laughed when Julie said that, and we started to head
back to the dance floor.

My night suddenly became complete
when Jet leaned into my ear on the dance floor and whispered, “I love you.”

Chapter Twelve

Jet

We got back to my apartment, and
both Natalie and I were half in the bag. She was practically glowing ever since
I told her I loved her. You couldn't wipe the grin off her face, and it just
made her that much more beautiful to me. She deserved every little good thing
that I could give her, and the idea that saying those small words could make
her so happy made me realize I should have said them weeks ago. In fact, I
should have said it long before she did, because I did love her. I wasn't sure
how long I had loved her, but it felt like it was from the moment I first laid
eyes on her at the bar. And maybe it was; I had always felt like she had
bewitched me in many
ways,
and maybe she had.

She sat on the couch, clumsily tried
to take off her high heels, and then she lay back down on the couch.

“That was a fun party, wasn't
it?”

“Absolutely, baby. What was your
favorite part?” I asked.

She smiled. “When you told me you
love me.”

I sat down with her. “It really
meant a lot to you, didn't it?”

She nodded. “I love you, Jet, so
obviously I want you to love me back.”

“Well, I do.”

I kissed her then, softly at
first, almost caressing her lips with mine. She was so incredible, and the
taste of her just drove me insane. Our kisses grew more passionate, and my
tongue found its way into her mouth. We made out like that for some time as I
felt myself grow hard. My erection pushed against my pants, so I took her hand
and I placed it on the bulge of my pants. He eyes sprang open and she grinned
at me. “You're not exactly subtle, are you?”

“Nope, so what do you want to do
about this?”

She smiled. “Why should I do
anything about it?”

“Well, my love, you are the cause
of it.”

“Oh, am I, now?”

“Yes, you can make me rock hard
with very little effort, and I think you know that.”

I just stared at her, I wanted
her more than anything, and the sight of her was making me incredibly horny.
She had such power over me in that way. She turned me on easily, and I didn't
know what it was about her that was so different from other women. Her green
eyes bore into mine, and I could swear that my erection got even harder. I
wanted to ravish her right then, but I didn't know if I should make the first
move, or let her do it. I needed her more than anything, but I wanted her to
make the first move. I just wasn't sure if she would, if she even wanted to,
because she was at times very shy.
 
However, there was the problem of how I could only think of sliding
inside her, and seeing what she felt like wrapped around me. I loved the
feeling of being immersed inside her hot pussy; it made me feel incredible when
I was that close to her.

She got up then and made the
decision for me. She bore her mouth onto mine, and the fire that lit between us
was intense. It was like flames licked inside our bodies, and begged to be
extinguished. They could only be extinguished when I entered her and made her
cum. She gasped inside my mouth, and my loins burned for her. I had never felt
so incredibly horny for a girl in all my life. My hands went into her hair,
pulling her closer to me. I kissed her deeply, finding her tongue and sucking
on it gently. She moaned, and the sounds she made caused me to go rock hard. Oh
yes, I would have her tonight. She was ready to go, and seeing her like that
was such a turn-on. I needed to hear her moan all night long. I stood up then
and pulled her body to mine. I kissed down to her chin, and trailed kisses down
her neck, sucking on her as I went. Her hands found the bulge in my pants once
again, rubbing me
hard,
causing a friction that drove
me insane. The knowledge that she was eager for my cock drove me half-mad. I
picked her up, carried her into my bedroom, and laid her on my bed. I pulled
off her silk dress, and saw some pretty incredible undergarments. After
unclasping her bra, I also did away with her panties as well. Her breasts
dropped deliciously from the bra and I bent down to suck on her sweet nipples.
She gave a guttural moan, and I sucked even harder. She pushed me away, and
kissed me hard on the mouth, refusing to let my lips go at any cost. I felt
like I was going to cum at just the taste of her I couldn't wait to get inside
her.

I dropped to the floor in front
of her, spreading her legs as she leaned back. Her pussy was so pink it made me
crazy. I could spend all day looking at Natalie's pussy. It was beautiful and
sexy, and it brought me enormous amounts of pleasure. She was already wet, and
I slid a finger inside her, feeling her drip down my finger. God, she was so
hot I could barely stand it. She moaned my name, and it was just about the best
sound I had ever heard. I leaned in and sucked her clit, forcing her to thrash
beneath me. I loved tasting her, and I loved bringing her to new heights of
pleasure. It was important to me that she cum as much as possible. I sucked her
good while fucking her with my finger. She came all over my finger and I pulled
it out.

“Please, Jet, I want you inside
me. Please do it now.”

I never wanted a lady to beg, I
would give her exactly what she wanted. I pulled her up and turned her over.
She gasped in excitement as she bent over for me, her tight round bottom in my
face. I bent down and kissed her bottom, moving in real close to her. I was
rock hard and I couldn't wait to plunge inside her pink little pussy. Her tight
bottom drove me insane and I drove my cock deep inside her, causing her to moan
loudly. She was tight and wet, and I really had to control myself or I would lose
myself completely inside her.

“Jet, I need it.”

Her ass looked glorious right
before me as I plunged deeper inside and moved within her. She called out to me
loudly, and I briefly wondered if there was anyone within earshot. I wondered
if Kyle had left the New Year’s party yet, and where he ended up. If he had
come home before, then he was getting an earful for sure. I couldn’t have cared
less, however; let the whole city hear for all I cared. I was fucking an
amazing woman, and I wouldn't stop for anything. She felt incredible wrapped
all around me, and anyone would kill to be in the position that I was.

She came against my cock and I
continued to rock inside her until I spilled into her as well. I leaned down on
top of her back, breathing heavily into her hair. My body hummed, completely
satisfied.

“Oh Natalie that was incredible.”

“You bet your ass it was,” she
said, and giggled underneath me. I rolled off of her, and lay down on the bed.
She lay beside me, and we were silent thinking about what had just happened
between us. She rolled into my chest and nuzzled into it. I wrapped my hands
around her and kissed her on the top of the head.

“Yes, that was definitely
amazing.” We fell asleep tangled up in each other’s arms.

Epilogue
: Eight Years Later

Natalie

I'm dressing my children as I get
them ready to head off to daycare. I always feel sad sending them away, because
they bring such joy to my life. However, the days that I do bring them into my
studio, I realize quickly enough why daycare was invented. It's just too
impossible to try to create any of my art pieces with little ones in the room.
I've learned through trial and error that I cannot work at home and also have
my children at home too. You would think it would be an ideal situation, but I
assure you, it is not. There is no peace and quiet; no stillness in which one can
drink a cup of coffee in solitude. There is only chaos and mayhem as the
children run around the room, seemingly looking for things to destroy.

But my heart does sadden anytime
I have to part with them. They are my joy.

I have a museum exhibit of my
work coming up, and it's going to be a big one. It's one of those moments in
life when you know you have truly made it. I ended up choosing photography as
my speciality, and even went to Paris to study for a while after I graduated
from the university. I didn't stay long, however, before my handsome boyfriend
came to find me. When he found me, he came bearing an engagement ring that
looked like it would be too heavy to fit on my delicate fingers. I still
accepted him, however, and ended up marrying the love of my life.

My husband finally made it to the
UFC though it wasn't any real surprise to anyone, except maybe his father. But
good old daddy eventually came around and accepted his son’s choice of career,
and the rest, as they say, is history. It wasn't long after we were married
before me started having babies. The idea of having mini Jets running around
thrilled me to no end. Jet was a marvellous father through those years, which
brings us to today, the moment where I wait for my husband to return from the
gym and take his offspring to daycare so that I can work.

The children bound away from me
joyfully. They are happy kids, and I often wonder how they will turn out. They
have two very different parents―one who is immersed in the arts, and the
other who likes to beat people up. We are on separate ends of the spectrum and
yet we complement each other beautifully.

Jet

My body is sore as I leave the
gym. These days I have an entire training team that follows me to the gym every
day. They tell me what to eat, and how to train. It makes my life so much
easier. I have been fighting for the UFC now for over five years, and I have
never loved something so much in my life. Well, except Natalie and the kids;
they certainly take the cake. I have a son who was our firstborn, and then a
little girl, who stole my heart, and is holding it ransom until she gets
everything she wants out of life.

I finally got the career I always
wanted, and the respect I earned from my dad. He never truly believed I would
make it, but to his credit, once I did, he did everything in his power to right
those wrongs. I forgave him instantly, of course, because there was no point in
holding anger toward a guy who really never understood your dreams in the first
place. Besides, my brother, Craig, happily took over the company in my absence,
and has done wonders for it. He built it up far higher than my father did, and
it my opinion, things worked out exactly as they should have.

I was on my way home to tell my
beautiful wife that today I decided today to retire, to hang up my gloves
professionally and permanently. There were aches in my body that were never
there before, and I knew that my many years of fighting had finally taken their
toll on my body. I wanted out before there were any permanent injuries that
would affect my life forever. I had made a fortune during my fighting career,
so my family never wanted for anything. Natalie was now a famous photographer,
so there was no reason I needed to continue working; we had more than enough
money to keep us very comfortable for the rest of our lives. It was now time
for me to stay home, take care of my kids, and watch them grow up. I hadn't
always been able to be there due to the travelling involved in training and
fighting for the UFC.

I wasn't concerned about what
Natalie would say. She had been supportive in every decision I made with my
career, and she would accept this one in the same manner. Whatever made me
happy was her motto, and I knew that hanging up my gloves would make me happy
at that point. I wanted us all to travel more, and I wanted to take Natalie
back to Paris, where I proposed to her. I had big plans for the family, and
getting out of fighting was exactly what I needed right now. I was a top title
fighter with the UFC, and I would have to give up my belt to someone else once
I retired. It would be bittersweet, but it was an inevitable part of the game.