Fight of Life (Perception Book 3)

by Shandi Boyes

  “Shut up Jacob” I reply, forcing him to laugh even harder.

  Jacob and I have continued with our ‘friendship’ as we both agreed. I originally gave him the excuse that I didn’t want Noah to hook up with some random bar skank when he was obviously interested in Emily. But to be honest, the idea of Jacob hooking up with some random girl right in front of me irritated the shit out of me. What he does in his free time doesn’t bother me, but I would prefer if he was a little more discreet. Not that I would ever tell him that.

  We have been ‘friends’ for the past six weeks and I knew the three times we have slept together was overstepping the boundaries of our friendship, but I couldn’t help it. I have been in a sexual rut for the past few weeks. Most of my time was spent working at Mavericks and when I wasn’t there I was with Jacob. I may as well wear a big neon sign telling guys to back off when he is around, they don’t even attempt to approach me if he is in the vicinity. So our harmless flirting banter may have overstepped the boundaries a couple of times, but we both are adults and we both understand our ‘friends with benefits’ situation we have going, even if those around us don’t quite comprehend it.

  “I wanted to make sure I passed this time” I inform as I walk around Jacob’s car and jump into the passenger seat.

  Jacob had been spending the last six weeks teaching me how to drive and today I have another driving test. I don’t care how many times people try to deny it. I know the last three times that I failed was because the female driving instructors didn’t appreciate my super short miniskirts and mid drift tops. So today, I have decided to dress more conservatively and the instant I heard Jacob’s deep chuckle, I knew that I had achieved the look I was aiming for.

  Jacob quickly jumps into the driver’s seat, before his gaze turns back towards me and he starts laughing loudly again.

  “Alright Jacob, now you’re just being an asshole” I huff, while crossing my arms angrily.

  “I’m sorry Lola” he attempts to reply sincerely, before he starts chuckling under his breath.

  “I think you just helped to extinguish any wet dreams I might have had about you for at least the next week” he chuckles as he fires up his engine.

  My mouth pop opens wide in shock. One, because Jacob just admitted that he has dreams about me, sexually. And two, because he pretty much just said he doesn’t find me attractive right now!

  “Is that so” I reply as I unbuckle my seatbelt and climb over the park brake to straddle myself onto Jacob’s lap, forcing him to suddenly freeze.

  “You don’t like the naughty librarian look?” I question as I undo the top button of my blouse, allowing a small section of my lace bra to become visible.

  Jacob swallows harshly as his eyes slowly fill with lust. I feel his dick stiffening underneath me, clearly showing that he is enjoying the view.

  “Yeah, that is what I thought” I reply, before lowering my non painted lips down to give Jacob a steamy kiss.

  Our hot and heavy make out session only ends once we get interrupted by the sound of a car honking behind us. Peering behind Jacob’s car, I see my dad sitting in his truck with a not very impressed look on his face. Eeekk!! Busted! Jacob’s eyes flick up into the revision mirror, before he swallows harshly again.

  “We better get going” advises Jacob while his ocean blue eyes stare directly into mine “You don’t want to be late for your test” he continues.

  I reluctantly climb off Jacob and plop down dramatically in the passenger seat. I really badly need to get laid, like today! But I should probably pick a better location than in the driveway of my parents’ house in the middle of the day! Sorry Dad.

  Chapter 14

  Jacob

  Alright, I will admit I probably shouldn’t have laughed. But when I saw Lola walking towards me looking like she had just finished lodging my tax return, I couldn’t help it. I had become accustomed to seeing Lola in super short shorts and little singlet tops. But today she is wearing black pants, a white floral blouse and she even has on a fitted red knitted cardigan. As if the whole outfit wasn’t bad enough, her hair has been pulled back into a low ponytail and her makeup appears non-existent.

  “What the fuck are you wearing?” I question while chuckling. She narrows her eyes at me as she slaps my bicep muscle.

  “Shut up Jacob” she replies, before running around to the passenger side of my car “I wanted to make sure I passed this time” she informs as she jumps into the passenger seat.

  I try to maintain my composure, but as soon as I sit into the driver’s seat and look over at Lola, it instantly starts to crack, causing me to laugh loudly again.

  “Alright Jacob now you’re just being an asshole” she huffs angrily as she crosses her arms under her ample breasts. Even in her hideous outfit, she can’t hide her perfect tits.

  “I’m sorry Lola” I attempt to apologize while silently chuckling.

  “I think you just helped to extinguish any wet dreams I might have had about you for at least the next week” I inform while laughing.

  Then I realise that I probably said too much. Lola and I have both agreed to be ‘friends’ and I was trying to respect her decision. That doesn’t mean that she doesn’t still give me a raging hard on when I think about her sexy ass body. But I try and keep those thoughts in my head and not say them out loud, like I just did.

  Lola looks over at me surprised, before she climbs over to sit straddled on my lap. I heard her mumble something, but I was trying hard to concentrate on keeping my dick flaccid, since Lola is obviously attempting to get a rise out of me. She is one of the biggest cock teases I have ever met in my life.

  “You don’t like the naughty librarian look?” she questions as she undoes one of the buttons on her blouse, allowing me a visual of her deliciously smooth breasts hidden under her lace bra.

  There was no way I was going to be able to control my hard on anymore. Even dressed like a nun without make up on, Lola is still fucking hot.

  “Yeah, that’s what I thought” she purrs seductively before lowering her mouth down to give me a scorching hot kiss.

  I wrap my fist roughly around her ponytail and hold her mouth against mine as our kiss starts to become ferocious and needy. Lola and I have only had sex four times in the past nine weeks and it’s been fucking killing me. It isn’t that I haven’t had the opportunity to hook up with other girls. I just can’t get Lola out of my head and no other girls sparks an interest out of me like she does. Just as I grab a handful of her breast with my spare hand, I hear the sound of a car honking behind us. Lola pulls away from our embrace and looks behind my car, before her face morphs into shock. My gaze turns up to the revision mirror and I notice her dad sitting behind my car in his truck with a stern look on his face. He would have known what he was interrupting as the windows of my car had become foggy from our ten minutes of heavy making out. I swallow harshly as my gaze turns back to Lola’s light brown eyes.

  “We better get going” I reply to a disappointed Lola. There is nothing more I would like to do right now than to take my sexual frustration out on Lola, but I don’t want to run the risk that her dad might own a gun.

  “You don’t want to be late for your test” I continue, before she slowly climbs off me to dramatically plop into the passenger seat.

  Lola stays quiet for the rest of the drive as she stares out at the brilliant blue sky. Only once I pull into a spare carpark does her gaze turn back towards mine.

  “I’m sorry Jacob, I shouldn’t lead you on like that” she whispers gently as her light brown eyes stare directly into mine.

  “Don’t be sorry, it was my pleasure” I reply cheekily.

  I am not going to have her apologize for making out with me. I enjoy hanging out with Lola, even when we aren’t doing anything sexual. But the small handful of times she has gotten carried away, I have fully appreciated. There is no way I am going to knock her back. She looks over at me a little dumfounded, before she eventually smiles.

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�You ready?” I question, waggling my eyebrows.

  “Yep” she replies excitably as she opens the car door and hops out.

  I had learnt pretty early on that Lola doesn’t like guys opening her car door, ordering her food or telling her what to do. If you stick within those three small rules, you will have no problems getting along with Lola.

  Lola walks up to the counter to advise them that she has arrived for her test, as I go and sit on one of the hard plastic chairs. I notice even in the hideous outfit she is wearing a few sets of male eyes follow her as she walks over towards me. Just as she is about to sit down, her name is called out, causing her to spin around. I can’t help but laugh when I notice that Lola’s driving test instructor is a male and he isn’t an elderly male either. Lola’s shocked and mortified face turns to face me as she huffs harshly in annoyance.

  “You will be fine” I chuckle.

  She tries to gather her composure, before she starts strutting towards the male instructor, trying her hardest to look seductive in her grandma’s clothes.

  The first half an hour of Lola’s test I flicked through Facebook on my phone before it became to brain draining. Then I started to flick through the badly outdated magazines when my cell phone started vibrating and ringing in my pocket. Pulling it out, I notice a call from Hank.

  “Hey Hank” I greet as I stand up and walk outside of the building.

  “How is ‘Jake the Giant’ going?” he questions while chuckling loudly.

  Hank had been just as original with my fighting name as he was with his gym’s name. I am now known in the fighting industry as ‘Jake the Giant’. I fucking hate the name, but that is all I get called now every time I attend a fight. I have remained undefeated for the last ten rounds meaning I have managed to climb the ladder and I am currently sitting in the twelfth position on the local UFC rankings. That not only means that I collect a larger purse at each fight, it also means the people I am fighting are becoming more of a challenge.

  “There has been an unscheduled change to your fight tonight. Rampant is out and they have organised for you to fight the Constrictor” Hank advises and I note that his tone went a lot more serious when he mentioned my new opponent.

  “Who is the Constrictor?’ I question. I hadn’t heard of him around our local fight scene.

  “He’s from the East Coast. He is undefeated and has been undefeated for the past year” Hank replies quietly.

  “A year?” I question unbelievably. I have only been fighting in the minors for the past ten weeks and they are matching me up with a professional fighter who has been undefeated for a year.

  “You have the ability to win this Jacob, you just need to remember what I have taught you” Hank replies. I start scratching my eyebrow, something about this just doesn’t feel right.

  “Alright” I eventually reply as I breathe out harshly.

  “You’ve got this Jacob” Hank responds before he disconnects the call.

  Just as I start walking back into the waiting room, Lola comes running over towards me and throws herself into my arms.

  “I did it!” she yells out excitedly “I passed!” she squeals into my ear.

  “I knew you could do it” I respond as I start spinning her around the room.

  Chapter 15

  Lola

  “Please stop Jacob or I am going to be sick” I plead queasily as my stomach protests from him spinning me around.

  He immediately stops spinning me and slowly lowers me back down onto my feet. His eyes roam over my face and he looks genuinely concerned.

  “Are you alright?” he questions alarmed. When I nod my head, his gaze looks down at my hand and he abruptly snatches out my driver’s licence and bolts out into the carpark.

  “Jacob” I yell sternly, before I start chasing after him. His long legs means he easily gets a good amount of distance between us in no time.

  I hadn’t thoroughly thought through my plan when I decided to dress like my mother. I didn’t even consider the fact that I was going to have my photo displayed on my licence for the next four years. The photo was hideous too. The lady didn’t even wait for me to smile before she snapped my picture unaware. I begged her to take another one, but the silly old cow blatantly refused.

  By the time I had caught up to Jacob, he had already snapped a picture of my licence with his cell phone camera.

  “Give it back” I request sternly as I move over towards him, leaning against his car, smirking arrogantly.

  He holds my licence up in the air, clearly out of my reach considering Jacob is a giant. I attempt to jump up to snatch it out of his grasp, but I can’t even get close to his extended arm.

  “What are you going to give me for it?” Jacob questions cheekily as he puckers out his lips playfully.

  I shove my hand harshly against his lips, denying his request for a kiss, before I roughly grab a hold of his crutch with my spare hand. When I squeeze his package tight, Jacob’s eyes open wide in shock.

  “Give it back” I request firmly while looking up into his blue eyes. This time, Jacob immediately lowers his arm and hands me back my licence.

  “Gentle” he whispers cautiously at my death grip on his crutch.

  “You should have thought about that before you stole my licence” I reply, before I slowly release my grip on his crutch.

  Jacob releases a large exhale of breath as he hands move down to his crutch to ensure his package is still in one piece. I walk around to the passenger side of his car, feeling victorious that little old me was able to take down someone as big as Jacob.

  “If you wanted a free feel you could have just asked” Jacob chuckles as he unlocks his car doors.

  I can’t help the smile that forms on my face when I jump into the passenger seat of his car. With how horny I am, I might just take him up on his offer.

  “Did you want to go out with me tonight Jacob?” I question as he commences driving me home.

  I normally work every Saturday night, but Maggie has finally given me a weekend off and I think it is the perfect opportunity to go out and celebrate the fact that I finally have my driver’s licence. Jacob’s grip on the steering wheel tightens, before his gaze turns to face me.

  “I can’t” he replies before his gaze shoots back to the road. “I…ummm… have plans” he replies nervously as he scratches his eyebrow.

  “Oh”

  “Not those type of plans. I just have something I have to do” he interrupts, making me realise I had expressed my disappointment out loud.

  “It’s fine. You don’t have to explain it to me” I reply as I turn my disappointed gaze back towards the road. I shouldn’t be surprised that Jacob has plans. I have seen several girls approach him and the band members of ‘Rise Up’ every time I am working at Mavericks. Even if I am sitting right next to Jacob, they still approach him, not even caring that he may have been on a date.

  “I’ll see you next week?” Jacob questions hesitantly as he pulls into my driveway. I nod my head, before slowly making my way to the front door.

  The instant I walk in the door my mom walks out from the hallway startling me.

  “So did you pass?” she questions cautiously. I start pouting my lips as I slump my shoulders, trying my hardest to look disappointed.

  “Don’t worry darling, I am sure you will pass next time” my mom replies sympathetically as she starts to walk over near me to offer me her condolences.

  Just before she wraps her arms around me, I pull my licence out of my pocket.

  “I passed” I squeal loudly, causing my mom to be startled this time.

  “Well done sweetheart” she whispers excitedly into my ear, as she wraps me in a tight embrace.

  “Can I borrow your car?’ I question. I now have a licence but no car to drive me anywhere.

  “and it starts already” my mom giggles as she pulls away from our embrace and starts nodding her head.

  “Yay” I squeal excitedly.

  I spend the next sever
al hours preparing myself for a night out on the town. I haven’t been out on a Saturday night in weeks and I am excited about finally having a little bit of fun. I rack my knuckles against the bathroom door, in a hope that Emily has finally gotten out of the shower.

  “Come in” Emily yells.

  When I enter the room, the first thing I notice is that Emily’s long dark locks have been cut to sit just above her shoulders and she has had some highlights added.

  “Holy hell Em, look at you!” I exclaim excitedly. Noah is going to shit himself when he sees the sparkling new version of Emily. I motion for her to turn around so I can see the back as I stare at her a little dumbfounded. She looks incredible.