Deviant(74)

I could feel the anger rise. “Hey, whose side are you on?”

“Yours, Dean, for fuck’s sake. I’m just worried you’re getting in a little too deeply and you might get burned. She was once important to you. She still is, but for different reasons now.”

I didn’t want to hear anymore. I didn’t want the truth of his words burning into my head and, eventually, into my soul. “Can you call Shifu for me?”

Humphrey’s eyes widened. “It’s really that bad?”

Taking my gloves off, I threw then into the corner of my room. “Shall I go do it myself?” I asked with a snarl.

Humphrey waved his hands in front of him. “No, of course not. I’ll go call him now.”

Humphrey left, but I couldn’t help noticing the evil smile plastered across his face. He knew me calling Shifu meant I was expecting my ass to get whipped, but the way I was feeling now made me think otherwise. I was ready to kick some ass myself.



*****



Shifu arrived promptly. When it involved being paid triple the amount he normally was, he always did. People said money never talked, but it always fucking did in my line of work. Money, sex, drugs, and plenty of fucking alcohol to top it off.

“Are we in for a little ass whopping?” my karate teacher asked. I met him when I was eighteen and still a scrawny little fuck. He helped shape me into the man I was now. He taught me how to fight, and I quickly went on to become a black belt in Tae Kwon Do. To say it had gotten me out of a few scraps in my time was an understatement. Shifu just happened to be one out of very few people I owed my life to.

Fisting my hands, I cracked my knuckles, intently staring at him. “Bring it on, sensei,” I said, winking at him and motioning him forward.

Shifu gave me a half-smile and frowned a little. “It seems we are full of heart today. Let’s see where it takes you.” We took our positions.

With a lunge, Shifu came at me, his fists flying from one side to the next. With an outside block to the left and then the right, I managed to meet his every move. My focus was spot on this morning, which was one of the reasons I needed this. I had to get back on track, and this workout was the one thing that would help me do it.

With a left kick, Shifu tried to strike me in the head, but I grabbed his foot and threw him to the ground. I smiled down at him. “It seems having a full heart makes me strong. I guess you’re not running rings around me today, ha?”

Shifu scowled, quickly hoisting himself up. He looked a little pissed and a little unfocused, which wasn’t like him at all. He came at me again with a straight punch, upper cut, hook punch…all of which I met with precision. When that didn’t work, Shifu tried a double round kick, but I blocked that, as well.

After a few minutes of this, I had enough. I went on the attack, striking at Shifu a few times with a number of kicks and punches. I could tell he was backing down after a while, but I was still on fire. I could feel the frustration pouring out of me, making me feel more level-headed than I had in a very long time.

With one more lunge, I had Shifu in a headlock—something I hadn’t ever been able to do to him. I suddenly felt powerful, taking down the one person who had always gotten the better of me.

With his head in my arms, I didn’t waste any time. I manoeuvred the back of my body into his, lifted him up in the air and slammed him down to the ground. With a wicked smile, I taunted, “Guess you’re not as young as you used to be.” I winked at him for good measure, but offered my hand to hoist him up.

Shifu scowled and knocked my hand out of the way. “I must just be having an off day, that’s all. One of these days, I’ll get you back.”

I shook my head. “Okay. Whatever you say, sensei.”

With every muscle warm and my head feeling better, I said my goodbyes to Shifu and headed for the shower. Now that I had my adrenaline release, I needed another kind of release. A release that, lately, only Tyler could help me with. I felt good after taking down Pinzano, and even better now that I’d kicked my karate teacher’s ass. All I felt now was horny, and the more I thought about burying my cock inside Tyler, the hornier I got.

With my shower out of the way, I prepared for the rest of my day, trying to get some business taken care of before my visit with Tyler.

As the day turned to night and the night dragged on into the early hours of the morning, I got into my Dodge and drove over to her apartment. I was pumped and ready for her. I needed to feel her tight pussy around me. I needed to hear her moans as I sank myself deep into her. I needed to feel her come all around me, begging me to fuck her hard.

Once I parked, I walked towards my normal secret entryway, a smirk on my face. The closer I got, the more my dick got stiff at the thought of her soft, wet flesh. I really wanted to come inside her again. I wanted to bury my seed deep. I wanted to fucking mark her so badly, the thought made me want to blow.