Unexpected Forfeit

by Sapphire Knight

  I sneak a peek at him. He shakes his head at her and moves toward his Jeep. I guess he wasn’t too serious about not going after all, if he already has all of his stuff ready and with him. I jog over to my car, grab my bag and close the trunk lid. After my car is locked up, I head back to the others.

  After the vehicles are loaded, we climb in and head out on I-35S. One great thing about Texas is that there are only a few highways, so when you pick up one, it’ll pretty much take you across the whole damn state. It may take you ten hours, but it’ll happen eventually.

  I gaze out the window and watch our surroundings as we leave Austin. The city is small for how big Texas is, but it’s spread out pretty far. The traffic coming into and leaving the city always makes me nervous. There’s a bunch of asshole drivers, and it seems like there’s always some sort of road construction.

  Jace’s deep timbre cuts through my random thoughts. “If you get too chilly, feel free to change the temperature.”

  I peer over at him. Wow…stuck in this small area with Jace, and I zone out, looking at the landscape. I admire his short black hair and tanned skin. He’s like a piece of art with a few random scars here and there. He wears the I’m-beautiful-but-I-can-still-fuck-you-up look.

  “Oh, I’m okay, thanks.”

  “You know, I was only joking about you having to wear your bathing suit on the trip.” He nods at my chest, glancing over it quickly before putting his eyes back on the road.

  “Yeah, I know. I don’t mind, I’m actually pretty comfortable in this. I’m not normally a shy person when it comes to that sort of thing. I don’t really dress wild or anything, but I’m not scared to show some skin when I do.”

  “You shouldn’t doubt yourself or be scared either one; you look really hot.”

  “Thanks. It’s a little unfair though.”

  Beastie Boys “Girls” comes on the radio, and he turns it up a little more, bopping his head in time to the music.

  “Well, by all means, I can’t let it be unfair. Take the wheel for a second.” He lets go of the steering wheel, and I lean over quickly to grab hold of the wheel and keep us on the road. He reaches back with one hand behind his neck and easily peels off his tank. I mean JESUS CHRIST the tank alone wasn’t enough torture for me to stare at?

  He grabs the wheel quickly as we start to swerve. “Woah! You’re supposed to be watching right now!”

  Shit. I wasn’t paying attention to the road; I was staring at his chest full of sculpted pecs and abs. I blink quickly. Shit, this is what Vivid was talking about with me zoning out. I bet that bitch jinxed me!

  I look down his body a little more. Oh Wow! Yep he has the “V” going on. I’ve never really got what the big deal is before but sitting here staring at it , I can’t help but just want to lean down and lick each hard ridge.

  “Oops sorry about that! You had me curious to what exactly you were doing and I got distracted.”

  “I told you I was making it fair. I mean if you’re going to not have to wear a shirt, then I don’t want to either. We’re headed to the beach anyhow.” He shrugs.

  Dear sweet little six pound baby Jesus. I wonder if this trick would work with his pants, too.

  “It’s cool, I understand completely, fair is fair after all. So tell me, if I take off my pants?” I stop mid-sentence because he starts laughing loudly, and I grin mischievously at him.

  “Oh Chyna, Kiki, you are going to get us in trouble. I like how you think though!” He chuckles.

  “Why did you call me Kiki?” I like it, but no one has ever called me Kiki before.

  “You know like ‘Ho-tto-ki-ki.’ No one’s ever said that? Do you know any Chinese?” He just blew me away. He’s speaking Chinese to me?

  “No, I don’t and no, nobody has called me that. What does it mean? And you know I’m not Chinese or anything, my name’s even spelled C-H-Y-N-A. See there’s no I in it, so no real country of China here.”

  “It means pancake. That’s why I just called you Kiki, like sweet, delicious cake.”

  I think I just swooned. He’s so adorable, trying to speak Chinese to me because my name is Chyna.

  “Wow, why cake though?”

  “Because, cake is my favorite thing.” He shrugs like it’s no big deal and I just smile sweetly at him. Turning, I look back out my window, I have nothing to say to ruin this absolute perfect moment.

  We arrive at the Beach Bayfront Hotel and get checked in. The hotel is right off the beach, next to some great smelling restaurants and little touristy beach shops. I’m happy Chyna and I will be sharing a room together; I’m not sure anything will happen this time, but I’m hoping.

  The more I’m around her, the more I think she’s pretty cool. She’s ballsy, fun, silly, and incredibly hot. Chyna is the whole girl next door hot. She has this long, jet black hair with beautiful, big brown eyes. She’s average height, which I love, makes me feel like I dwarf her with my own size. I’d put her at five foot five inches, she has a cute booty, and a nice sized rack. Not too big, but not small either.

  Chyna has an adorable smile that would brighten anyone’s day, and a great set of legs. With how much we danced that night out together, I’d say she probably gets it from all the dancing she’s done. She’s completely pumped up about swimming, practically vibrating like a kid. I was teasing her on the way down that she’s probably part fish.

  After some of her whining, and her threatening to walk around in her bikini in front of me, we all decide to go swim for a while. I gave in easily, not that I wouldn’t mind her walking around barely clothed, but I don’t want to sit there with a fucking boner in front of her. I know it will happen.

  Afterwards we’ll find a place on the beach to eat when we get hungry. It sounds like the perfect plan to me after driving for four or more hours. I figure I’ll at least be able to keep my waist submerged while she’s in a tiny two piece, dripping wet. Fuck! I’m getting a chubby. I don’t know why this keeps happening so easily with her.

  We trail Gavin and Aria walking down to the beach. Kiki stumbles slightly and I snatch her arm, quickly righting her. “You okay?” I gaze at her concerned.

  A sweet blush stains her cheeks as she nods, my hand slips down her arm until I hook my pinky through hers. She faces forward, watching her steps, but keeps a strong hold on my pinky.

  Once we make it close to the water I drop our beach bag. She was nice enough to add my stuff in with hers. I dig through it until I find the sunscreen.

  “Hey Kiki, want some sunscreen?” I ask as I spread sunscreen all over my arms. I’m already tan with my Italian heritage so I always sunscreen it up. No reason to push my luck and risk getting skin cancer; I’m already a good shade.

  She looks up from drawing in the sand with her orange painted toe. “Yes, that would be great, but umm… Would you mind helping me out and doing my back?”

  Mind? Fuck no. If anything I should be thanking her. Show me a man who doesn’t want to rub lotion all over a gorgeous chick, and I’d say he’s a gay man or blind.

  “Yeah, no problem, come here. By the way, I like the orange toenails.” I gesture to her feet. I can’t believe out of everything, I compliment her toenail polish.

  She comes closer and smiles brightly. “Thanks, it’s my favorite!” She sticks her foot out, quickly showing off her toes.

  Chyna turns around, and reaches back and pulls the string, so her top comes untied under her boobs and it falls away. She has one arm wrapped around her chest, holding the material to her breasts and I swear my eyes pop out of my head for a second. I’m caught completely off guard yet again, not expecting her to do it. She could move the wrong way and a tittie could flop out. Stop standing and staring like a jackass. She seems to keep me on my toes; it’s pretty refreshing.

  I squirt some sunscreen in my palm, rubbing my hands together so the balm isn’t cold on her back. Once it’s to my liking, I spread some sunscreen all over her shoulders and massage it into her skin slowly, rubbing in deep circles.


  Her skin feels delicate and smooth under my fingertips. My mouth salivates, imagining me peppering kisses all over the creamy area, possibly giving her goose bumps and making her nipples stiffen, maybe even biting a few spots lightly.

  “Damn, Chyna, your skin is really soft.” I rasp as she looks back at me, over her shoulder and I grin at her.

  “Thanks, your hands feel nice and rough. They feel so good on me. Would you mind doing the backs of my thighs also?”

  Would I mind? This chick is trying to kill me or something. My hands feel good on her. I have to think about old ladies. She widens her legs slightly and I swallow roughly, attempting to tame my thoughts.

  I bend, spreading sunscreen on the backs of her muscular thighs and start to slowly massage it in. I venture between her thighs and take a deep breath forcing myself to avoid the juncture between her thighs. I can barely see the outline of her pussy lips, and I swear I must be a fucking saint to not caress them with my fingertips like I want to. Holy fuck! Kittens, snails, grandmas, football stats, puppies. Okay, I think I’m good again.

  I raise slowly, biting my bottom lip to keep from suggesting we just head to the hotel.

  Chyna turns towards me. “Thanks, would you mind tying me up now?”

  I stand there staring like an idiot. She wants me to tie her up? Did I mention the hotel idea out loud?

  “Jace?” She waves her hand, gesturing toward her back, “Can you get my top for me?” I blink. Oh right, tie her top for her. Shit! For a second I was thinking she was asking to be tied up.

  “Yup. Sure can, turn back around.” I nod and she turns, so I can do up her top. I squeeze my legs together, seeking some type of relief, but it does nothing.

  As soon as it’s tied, I turn and quickly head for the water. I need some fucking cold water on my dick before everyone on this beach knows I’m thinking about tying up Chyna. God would she look pretty tied to my bed writhing in pleasure as I lick her clean. Fuck! I have to stop thinking of that again!

  After walking out in the water a ways, I dive into the cool, salty water and my body relaxes. God, that feels great. I definitely needed a little rest and relaxation during this strict training session. The day after tomorrow, I’ll get back into my routine and training schedule. I have to prepare to win, fighting is before everything else. I have to keep reminding myself.

  I glance over, finding Gavin and Aria. They’re kissing while he holds her up in the water. Those two could be in a damn movie, they’re so sappy in love. I should do that with Chyna.

  I peer over towards the beach to see Chyna building a sand castle. She looks lonely, so I’m going to go see why she’s not swimming. I’ve been out here swimming for a while now, and she looks like she’s concentrating hard on her castle. I do a quick check over my body. My cock feels like it’s back to normal now, so I’m good.

  I shuffle through the shallow water behind her. She has a pretty script tattoo that runs along the top of her back. It’s so sexy, accenting certain areas that I wouldn’t mind running my tongue across.

  I step closer, reading over the lyrics “Everyone I know, goes away in the end” is so fucking sad. I can’t imagine what could have happened to this amazing girl that would have her tattoo something so gloomy and serious on her.

  “Hey Kiki, what’re you doing?” Feathering my hand softly through her wispy locks, I stand next to her, “I thought you were so excited to go swim, but you haven’t even gotten in the water yet. It’ll be dark soon; I figured you’d be swimming like a little fish by now.”

  She glances from my feet, leisurely making her way up my body to my face. I feel like I was just caressed by her eyes. I swallow deeply and chant self-control over and over in my head. Her look beginning at my feet and looking up at me with her beautiful, big brown eyes is extremely suggestive.

  “Yes, I really do love to swim, but I didn’t want to just sit in the water alone. Those two are water humping and you went MIA, so I figured I’d just build a castle until somebody got done with their activities.” She mumbles and sends me a small smile.

  “Ahh, I see. Well next time just come jump on my back, and I’ll swim with you, okay?”

  Great! Now I feel like a giant dick. Way to make a good impression; take off with a boner and leave the hot chick alone.

  “That’s cool, thanks. Want to go back in with me for a few then, before we all get too hungry?” Chyna murmurs sweetly.

  I smile widely down at her; bending over, I scoop her up quickly. She screams, faking protests. I know my body is probably still chilly from the water.

  I turn and run straight back towards the area I was just swimming in. She squeals again and climbs up my body like a little spider monkey. Each time the water gets deeper, she scoots up higher.

  “Ahhh! What are you doing crazy man beast? Put me down!”

  I bust out laughing, she’s really funny, “Umm did you just call me a man beast?”

  “Well yeah! You’re this huge beefcake!” I keep chuckling, man beast and beefcake huh?

  “Get ready, baby.” I chortle and grin up at her.

  Her hip is head level with me at this point; she has her arms wrapped around my head and neck, bending over to hold on.

  “Ready for what?”

  I don’t get a chance to reply as I dive in with her wrapped in one of my arms. I start to swim and she clasps herself around my body. She molds to me like a glove. I open my eyes since the waters not that bad right now and see her watching me. I smirk and bring us up to the top.

  She sputters, “You! I can’t believe you did that!”

  “Hey, at least I didn’t throw you far off, out in the water by yourself. You’re lucky; if we were in a pool I would have launched your tiny ass.”

  I keep her wrapped in my arms and pull her closer to my chest. She smirks at me and all I can think of is kissing those lips. She licks her top lip and it entices me in. I’m going to kiss her.

  I pull her tighter to my body, running my hand up her back until I reach the nape of her neck, to softly bring her to me. Her face starts to get a little closer to me. Chyna flutters her eyes closed and I can almost savor that sweet little mouth. I lick my lips, leaning in towards her.

  Aria interrupts, yelling loudly at us, “Hey Guys! We’re starving! Chyna, Jace we wanna eat!”

  Chyna pulls her head back quickly and blinks at me a few times like she’s in a fog, then looks at the shore. Her back was facing Aria and Gavin so it probably just looked like we were bobbing and talking.

  “Okay, coming!” Chyna yells, pushing off of me and takes off swimming towards the shore.

  Well shit…that sucked! I was so close to finally getting a kiss from her. All I’ve been thinking about for the past two days is her body dancing, brushing up against mine. Now I’m not going to be able to get that innocent expression—she wore when I was about to kiss her—out of my head either.

  Shit. Good thing the water’s cold. I guess I better swim to shore and eat with everyone—even though it won’t be what I’d really like to eat.

  CHYNA

  We get to this little restaurant right off the beach, covered in old wooden planks and opt to sit on the patio. I love eating outside when the weather’s nice. You can see the big ship that does tours and the aquarium from here. The restaurant has all weathered looking wood picnic style tables and a bar out on the patio.

  Right away I order a juicy burger with fries for dinner and a Piña Colada. I’ll be hitting the gym day after tomorrow for sure. I usually eat whatever I want anyhow; I just have to work hard to keep in shape now that I’m older. My mother wasn’t much of an influence for me so I never really learned healthy eating habits. She was always concerned with doing her own thing, and then when she left, I ate with no concern to my body. My dad wasn’t around much, so I pretty much did whatever I wanted to.

  The small restaurant isn’t too busy, but the patrons that are here are having a great time. Sunshine and rum will do that to you though. We all stuff our fac
es, eating quickly after getting worn out from the heat and swimming. I down my Piña Colada, thinking about ordering another one. It went down way too easy.

  Sitting back in my seat and stretching my muscles from being full, I glance around satisfied, “Oh my God, that burger was freaking awesome. I’m stuffed! What do you guys want to do now?”

  Gavin is finished, too. He always eats like he’s been starved. Aria and Jace are almost finished. She gives Gavin “the look” then turns to me. Looks like he’s getting lucky tonight. “How about we have another drink and then head to the hotel?” she suggests.

  I make a pout face. “You want to go back to the hotel already? But we’re in Corpus on our mini vacation! Live a little.”

  Jace smirks at me, chuckling and rolling his eyes.

  She taps her chin with her pointer finger, making me grin. I think she’s adorable. “Okay, how about we get a few beers and take them back to the hotel? We can have a few drinks then you guys only have to walk a few rooms away. I don’t want to drive in the city while we’ve been drinking, and we’ll save money this way.”

  I guess that’ll have to do. I would offer to buy drinks to save her some money, but that may come off as a little desperate. I’d like to go out to a little bar, but I’m not going to go alone. “All right, that’s fine. Sucks we don’t have some cards or anything.”

  Jace shakes his head. “Yeah that would be cool. We can see if they have a good movie on though. I think we can order new releases on the TV if we want to.”

  “Okay, sounds like a plan.”

  The server drops the tab. Gavin and Jace both reach for it, but Gavin is quicker.

  “How much was mine?” The prices were pretty reasonable.

  Gavin grunts, “Doesn’t matter.”

  Jace attempts to snatch the bill “Yes it does, let me get it, or at least mine and Chyna’s.”

  “Nope, I just won that fight and got payout, it’s my treat.”

  Aria leans over under his arm, squeezing him and whispering, “Thanks, Gav.”

  He kisses the top of her head and I melt inside. I wish I could find a love like that. Instead I got stuck with a druggie ex and now I have a hot guy who’s way out of my league sitting next to me.