Page 77 of Ony If It's You
I flinched when Javyous took another hit to his midsection. It was obvious that he was in excruciating pain each time that he was hit. I was relieved when the fight finally ended by knockout. The opponent had gotten too cocky and got distracted long enough for my man to deliver the final blow.
Normally when Javyous fought his movements were quick and precise and he was focused. Today he was moving slow and he looked unfocused. Watching him get beat and pummeled on was a hard task. I knew that he was durable enough, but it still made me uneasy. He was always sore with cuts and abrasions somewhere as well as the swelling. Since I knew he was going to be down after this, I rushed back to his room so that I could prepare to take care of everything before he could see me. He would for sure not do the interviews if he knew that I was here. I needed him to be distracted.
Initially I had no plans to come to Vegas, but after the delivery of some of the best dick I’d ever had in my life, I quickly changed my mind. The twins were going to my grandmother’s, but their father called for them again which was even better forme. Before flying out, I stopped and got everything that I needed to cater to my man for the night.
Once I made it back to the room I stripped out of the dress and heels that I wore, took a quick shower, and dressed comfortably before setting the room up. I spread rose petals all over the floor, bed, and tub, lit tealight candles, and placed balloons through the room. It wasn’t a special occasion other than his fight, but I didn’t need one. I wanted to celebrate my man just because. I would have cooked, but he didn’t like to eat after his fights. He told me that and I noticed it the last time that we were here, so I didn’t bother. Instead, I ate a quick snack while I waited for him to come up. When I heard him fumbling around at the door, I rushed to the bed and waited for him on the foot of it.
“Fuck is this girl not answering her phone?” I heard him mumbling as he came inside.
He finally took notice of the room decorations when he tossed the bag on the floor. His eyes scanned the room until they landed on me. A slow smile crept up on his face as he made his way over to me. Reaching out, he grabbed my hand and pulled me off of the bed and into his embrace then nuzzled his face into my neck.
“What are you doing here?” he asked with his face still nuzzled.
It was hard to reply when he started to kiss and suck on my neck.
“You asked me to come.” I moaned and turned my head a little to allow him more access. Realizing he was getting us off track, I nudged him off of me. “Move, Javyous, I have plans for you.”
“I got plans for your fine ass too.” He smiled with his lip tucked between his teeth.
“I’m serious,” I pouted. “You’re ruining it.”
Grinning, he pulled me closer again and placed a gentle kiss on my lips.
“Aight, what’s all this for?”
“Read it.” I smiled as I pointed to the wall above the bed.
“Because it’s Saturday.” He read the balloons that I had taped over the bed aloud. “Because it’s Saturday?” he repeated but more of a question that time.
I nodded with a wide smile as I circled his neck with my arms. “And because you’re my man.”
Since my ass was in his hands, he gave it a tight squeeze and tried to reconvene sucking and kissing on my neck, but I stopped him by pushing him off of me again. I didn’t want to have sex tonight, I just wanted to cater to him and chill.
“No, baby, undress,” I said as I stepped out of his arms.
“Aight, you undress too.”
“Javyous, seriously.”
“I’m dead ass.” He playfully frowned.
“Here.” I lifted the hem of his shirt and he winced in pain when his arms went up, making me instantly regret it.
“Shit,” he hissed, grabbing at his side.
“I’m sorry,” I whimpered, afraid to touch him.
“Naw, you’re good. It’s not that bad.”
“Yes, it is, Javyous,” I replied, damn near in tears. “I saw how many times you got hit there and how much pain you were in. Maybe you don’t need to do this anymore.”
I didn’t know why I had gotten so emotional all of a sudden, but I was. He visibly relaxed and sighed when he saw my tears then pulled me to his side after pulling his shirt over his head.
“Ay, I’m straight. Yeah, I took a few hits, but nothing that I’m not used to.”
“But I never saw you get hit like that. You seemed like?—”
“Lani, I’m good, baby. This is the shit I train for. A couple of body shots ain’t shit. I promise. Okay?”
