BWWM: BEFORE I WAKE: A Bad Boy Billionaire Book Collection (African American Interracial Series) (351 page)

Jasmine’s brown eyes never left mine as she grabbed a towel off of one of the nearby bar stools and started drying her hair with it. I was mesmerized as I watched her. She knew what it was doing to me but she hid it from the other well - that was such a fucking turn on. When she finished drying off she tossed the towel at me. I caught it and grinned at her, probably like an idiot.

              “So, are you going to help me or what?” she said with a small smile.

              “Help you…?”

              “Get the cake.” Her eyes looked amused like she had a private joke.

              “Oh…yeah, sure.” I followed her through the hallway across the foyer and into the kitchen. I almost slipped on the damp floor as I saw her hips swaying, the cord swinging back and forth wildly across both curves. I grimaced as my cock pulsed
.
Ah shut it
.

She opened the pantry and flicked the small light on as she walked to the far corner, quickly rummaging through the shelves.

              “Here,” she said, handing out a box of forks and a stack of paper plates. I cradled them as she dipped back in.

“Shoot! I can’t reach the napkins. Cain, can you help me?” I stepped into the small space with her. She’d apparently already used all of the oxygen in there because suddenly I couldn’t breathe so well.

“See they’re right up there…Cain?” She pointed up but her eyes never left me.

              “Jasmine... I’m in love with you. I’v
e
bee
n
in...”

              Suddenly she grabbed my shoulders and I jolted forward, our bodies colliding with a smack.  I dropped everything I was holding and wrapped my arms around her as pushed her body back into the corner of the pantry. My mouth found hers and we kissed…hungry and hot and passionate. Her tongue tangled up with mine and I kissed her back like she was my last meal.

I flexed my hips into hers and she moaned wrapping a leg around my calf as she settled on my hardness. I seriously, couldn’t fucking breathe and my balls screamed for release. I pushed the thought back. There’s no way in hell I was going to let our first time be between the rice and Cheerios. I wanted to see her spread open for me across my bed. Somewhere where I could take my time and unleash myself all over her.

My thoughts scattered when she rolled her hips against me. My muscles strained and I called on my years of discipline to rip myself from her, my back rattling against the back shelf. I kept an arm between us, more for her own protection than to keep her away. I swallowed hard and looked up to meet her gaze.

What I saw there shook me to my core. Her lips were already swelling and she panted rapidly and trying to swipe a stuck strand out of her face. Her eyes were full of longing and lust as I’m sure mine were.

              “I want you too Cain...” She breathed and I almost died and went to heaven. I wanted to make this woman mine in every way a man could.

              “Vegas. After I win, I’m going to fuck you till you can’t walk.”

JASMINE

              The trip to Vegas was a blast. I was a nervous wreck before we left, thinking about what Cain’s dark promise. It wasn’t that I didn’t want it…or need it, as badly as he did…but there was so much else to consider. I squirmed on the five hour flight considering… all the angles.

Julius, John John his coaching partner and John John’s wife Stacy who was the unofficial cook of the bunch, were with us too. I sat with John and his wife and Julius sat across the aisle with Cain. We played games and talked and laughed and although none of that took my mind off the fact that I was thinking about Cain naked…it at least relieved a little bit of the tension.

He wasn’t into the talking and laughing and games, but that was to be expected. He was one of the most focused fighters I’d ever met and right before a match, he went into himself a bit. But still, every time he leaned over Julius and looked over at me with those sexy green eyes I felt like I needed to change my panties.

              When we got there, we all checked into our individual suites and Julius, John John, Stacy and I went out for lunch. Cain declined, saying he needed to stay focused. No one was offended by that, again, that’s how he was and that’s what we were here for.

The next day I checked in at the MGM and let them know Cain was here. They gave me our passes and asked that we have Cain back there at five. I went back up to our suites, but didn’t realize what I was doing until I passed my room and knocked on Cain’s door. As soon as he pulled it open, my jaw dropped
.
Holy shit.

Of course he was nothing short of male perfection. His naked chest was so toned and broad, artfully sculpted around a series of tattoos. His lips pulled up into a knowing smile as he leaned a forearm against the doorframe. I liked the way his abs twisted when he did that. His dark hair was sexily mussed to the side and he watched me with hooded eyes.

I just stood there stunned, like a crazy woman. My mouth felt thick and suddenly I felt so small under the heat of his gaze. I looked away at the passes in my hand.

“Uhm yeah you have to be down there in an hour for your fight against Sanchez. So…”

He didn’t move and when I lifted my eyes, I saw his jaw clench. The electricity running between us was thick and noticeable. I looked up and down the hallway. No one. I met his gaze again and he smirked.

“Just me and you beautiful…” His voice was husky and deep.

I choked nervously on a laugh. “I just wanted to wish you luck.”

I saw a dark flame dance in his eyes. “Will you be there?”

Even though I’ve been watching fights my whole life, the thought of watching someone hit him made me sick to my stomach.

“Cain….”

“For the second fight then?” He seemed sure that he’d make it to the final round. And now I was too.

              “When you make it, I’ll be there,” I told him. “I wouldn’t miss it.”

              He smiled and I saw his green eyes sparkle. Sparkle! It took my breath away.

              “You’re beautiful,” I blurted.

              Suddenly he wrapped a thick arm around my waist and pulled me through the doorway. He pushed me roughly against the striped wall inside and I gasped as he pressed his body up against me. I heard the click on the door as it swung shut and his lips crashed over mine in a searing kiss.

His tongue tasted like honey and I moaned when his big hands ran up my hips and settled under my breasts pressing me back. The flames in my body exploded and I liquified. I pulled at his bottom lip and I felt him tremble as he pushed me further into the wall. He felt so heavy and good, every inch of his chest, hips and thighs touching mine.

I could feel his erection against my hip and it jolted me back to reality. We were less than two hours away from a big tournament and here I was distracting him! He pulled his lips away but before I could stop him he grazed against my jaw and pressed a deep kiss under my throat. I swayed, feeling like I was falling. I had to get this under control.

“Cain… please…. stop...” Was tha
t
m
y
voice all breathless and filled with need?

He pulled away immediately and my body missed his touch. He shook his head looking down. I followed his eyes and saw the massive bulge in his sweatpants. I gulped a deep breath.

He looked up and I saw the need in his eyes too. “Jesus, woman… I’m… sorry.”

“No it’s okay, I just want you focused when you go out there.” He looked like he was about to argue but I raised a finger to him and he nodded slowly instead.

              “Okay boss,” he said, his eyes flittering to my lips again.

              “Cain…”

              He raised his palms in surrender. “Alright, I’ll be a good boy.”

              My blood spiked but I squared my shoulders and stood taller, smoothing over my blouse. I smiled up at him and had an idea.

“My dad used to say this prayer with Julius before he went in the cage. I’d like to say it with you, if you don’t mind.”

              “I’d like that,” he said straightening. I took his hands and bowed my head.

              “Just repeat after me. Lord, it is through Your strength and might that I stand before You today. Thank You for Your many gifts and blessings. I come before you now, to humbly ask for Your help. Help me to stay safe. Help me to act honorably. Help me to represent You well. And help me to put a major ass whooping on this guy. Amen.”

He repeated every word after me and we giggled as we said “Amen” together. He squeezed my hands and leaned over and kissed me softly on the forehead.

              “My girl...”

***

“Laaaaadies and Gentlemeeeeen, Buckle your seatbelt and get ready, get ready, get ready for another test of battle, bruising and bloooood!”

The dazzling emcee stood in the center of the cage in a tuxedo with a huge referee at his elbow. From my seat a few rows up, I took in the crowd and waved at Stacy who sat in the front row across the stadium from me
.
No thank yo
u
. I was fine way up here. I had been to too many fights to sit that close.

When I’d received the text that Cain had won the first round against Sanchez my heart had leapt into my chest! It looked like I was indeed going to see Cain battle today. Only one more step and we would be closer to that title.

The Vegas crowd roared to life! The emcee introduced the two men as the top fighters in their division under the reigning light heavyweight champ Jackson “The Axe” Hanks. The winner of this final fight in the tournament would be propelled up to second and get a chance to fight in Madison Square Garden for the title at the end of the summer.

The lights dimmed and I could feel my heart racing in my chest as I watched Cain stride out. The crowd stood on its feet chanting out his battlecry
.
BOOM! Cannon!

He looked so good in a pair of green shorts with every perfectly sculpted muscle taut and shining under the lights. Julius and John John led him to the cage entrance where a few judges prepped him to enter the cage. The referee checked his gloves and patted him down. I gulped. Even with a faint bruise on his cheekbone from the earlier fight he was so sexy.

When he bounded up the stairs and stepped into the cage, I noticed every girl in the place screaming and swooning and whistling. I felt a surge of jealousy. I wanted to yell at them all to back off.

Cain circled the cage bouncing and stretching as we made a few laps. I stared in awe as his cross tattoo faced me. It flexed and twisted as he warmed up. He shook his long arms out and I remembered how they’d left a trail of heat up my hips and chest. I felt my center pool with liquid. He shifted back and forth on his feet and his lips flexed over his mouthpiece as his sharp eyes scanned the crowd. What was he looking for?

He turned curiously to Julius who was outside the cage and Julius spoke quickly to him as he pointed in my direction. Cain turned sharply and his green eyes met mine. I sat up in my chair and smiled with a small wave. He pulled out his mouthpiece and mouthed to me
.
Hey baby.

My heart swelled with pride.

I watched anxiously as Spencer entered and came out to the middle of the octagon along with Cain and the ref. Cain looked so confident and at ease. I loved seeing him like that. Since Bree died, he hadn’t had many of those moments. I hoped I had a little bit to do with it.

The roars of the crowd intensified. Throughout the fight, Cain was fast on his feet and I watched as he ducked out of two of Spencer’s punches. He circled around and connected a swift right cross to the side of Spencer’s head. The crowd screamed.

“BOOM, Cannon!”

Although dazed, Spencer lunged forward and grabbed Cain around the waist, propelling him back into the fence. He didn’t have a hold of him for long before Cain jolted loose from his hold and pushed him back. Cain flexed his shoulders up quickly before bringing his gloves to his chin. That was really sexy.

Cain advanced, still looking confident but Spencer landed two quick blows to his head. He didn’t go down, but he looked disoriented as Spencer brought his elbow up and slammed it into the side of his face flinging him back against the fence.

Suddenly I felt dizzy. I wish I hadn’t come. Regardless of how many fights I’d watched over the years, It was killing me to watch this one. Cain was still on his feet, and after a quick shake of his head he dodged a few more knock backs and they engaged in a terse exchange of blows. I breathed a sigh of relief when the horn blared.  

I watched as my brother put ice on Cain’s right eyebrow which was cut and swelling. John John held up a bottle of water that Cain sipped lightly from the corner of his mouth. Julius wiped him down, talking to him the whole time, his hand motioning quickly as Cain nodded.

I spotted Stacy in her front row seat. She grinned and pumped two thumbs up to me. Obviously, she wasn’t worried.

When the horn blared out again, I noticed a change in Cain’s style. He attacked more, seeking to pin Spencer down. He avoided the punches which had no doubt lost him some ground in the earlier rounds...but he was caught on the chin and lost his balance. I thought he was going down, but he caught himself and returned with a hard kick to Spencer’s stomach. That knocked Spencer to the ground. Spencer reached out for Cain’s legs and pulled him down too. Both men wrestled on the mat and I felt the excitement surge through me.

They were both grappling for the upper hand and the crowd was rising to their feet. I jumped up to get a better look. All I could see were big, strong, muscular arms and legs flailing around, seeking to pin each other down.

Spencer grabbed Cain’s arm and twisted it to the side. He forced him down onto his front and both men fell forward again as Cain twined his leg under Spencer’s ankles. They spun on the mat and now Cain was directly facing me. Spencer reached under Cain’s neck and got him in a headlock, pulling him up high as Cain’s neck crained up.

I could feel my heart in my throat and the adrenaline coursing through my veins. The crowd was screaming, wildly…some of them were telling him to tap out. I was screaming just the opposite and ready to take anyone out who opposed me.

I watched as he struggled to get his head down and he looked like he was struggling to breathe. His glistening body was bowed back and I saw the pain in Cain’s eyes as he winced into his mouthpiece.

Then suddenly his eyes caught mine and I swear to God something passed between us. He was like superman all of a sudden. He twisted and delivered a sharp elbow to Spencer’s side. Spencer released him and tumbled backwards as Cain spun to mount him.

Cain straddled him and all I saw was a blur as he rained heavy blows to Spencer’s head, snapping it from side to side. The tattoo on his back flexed from side to side as his gloves made contact with each side of Spencer’s face.

The roars of the crowd around me were deafening, their appreciation for Cain’s assault evident. Spencer’s took a shot at Cain’s face but Cain continued on. I couldn’t believe it when I saw Spencer’s black glove tap Cain’s shoulder. He tapped out. Cain won!!

The crowd went wild, screaming his name and girls ran to the stage trying to reach through the mesh to touch him. Sweat was dripping off his sexy body as the ref turned him in a three hundred sixty degree angle so that everyone could get a look at the winner. Cain tapped his chest and pointed at Julius who was yelling and high fiving John John.

When the ref turned him in my direction, he locked eyes with me again. I smiled and gave him the thumbs up again. He pulled on his mouthpiece and grinned. My heart skipped a beat.

Julius and John John entered the ring pulling him to a big hug. He  was trying to talk to Cain but he hadn’t taken his eyes off me and the crowd was still screaming their heads off.              

After the fight, everyone wanted to go celebrate. In the hotel lobby, fans from the fight whooped and high fived Cain who wore a big grin on his face. Julius wanted to take us out but Cain declined, telling Julius he was sore and he wanted to relax in the jacuzzi. I tried to hide my disappointment. I’d anticipated being with him all of this time and suddenly the plans seemed to be changing.

I started to trail behind the exiting group when I felt a tug at my elbow. Cain pulled me back towards him and pressed his lips to my ear, sending crazy jolts of electricity racing through me.

“I’ll be waiting for you when you get back.” His voice was low and tickled at the hair near my ear.

I smiled, relieved and ecstatic. “Okay.”

I endured dinner for an hour before I felt my phone buzz. Cain.

Almost done?

J just ordered another round. You’d think he was the one who won tonight :)

It was a win for all of us ;)

Somehow I feel like you did all the work though *wink

I wouldn’t have been there without you.

True. Ok I guess I am pretty awesome.

You’re more than that :) Was the fight too violent?

A little scary. How are you feeling?

Not bad. I have a few good rounds left in me. Want to take me on?