Dirty, huh! I’ll have to remember that.
We finish up our coffees, and the guys go over to weight benches in the corner. I walk over to the side of the ring where Nikki has begun a stretching routine. I follow suit and start stretching all my muscles. After about five minutes, we both get off the floor and gear up.
I don’t really like boxing with someone I haven’t had a chance to observe boxing with someone else. It gives me an idea of what to expect and a chance to see how good they are. In Nikki’s case, I already know she is good. I just hope I can hold my own.
I climb into the ring. Nikki is already in and jumping around to loosen up a little more.
“Want me to referee?” I hear Nick say from the corner of my eye. I look over in his direction. He and Jase are standing on the ground outside of the ring with their arms folded over their chests. They are both already sweaty from the weight lifting.
“No, thanks. This really isn’t going to be a match. I only want to see what the girl can do,” Nikki says while facing me.
“Don’t the two of you have something better to do than watch?” I say. I really don’t like people to watch me. This is a workout for me, and well, so I can make sure I can defend myself if, and when, needed.
“I told you I had to see this,” Nick says and I roll my eyes. Nikki laughs. Fucking men. They hear, “girl fight” and they get turned on. I just don’t get it.
I take an upright stance and Nikki does the same. My feet are parallel and my right heel is lifted off the ground. Nikki is standing opposite of me and I can really compare myself to her now. She isn’t that much bigger than I am. Strength wise she is probably a lot stronger, but size wise she isn’t. We can probably wear the same size clothes. She’s about two inches taller than I am though.
“I can’t throw the first punch. Nick would kill me,” she says. I place my heel on the ground and gloved hands on my hips.
“If you are going to treat me like a pussy, we can stop now.” This is the first time she has pissed me off. She looks at Nick and pulls her eyes back on me, blowing out a long sigh through her mouth.
“Fine, but you better not cry if I hurt you.” She takes her stance and I resume mine.
“Commence the girl fight,” Jase says from the sideline. I would have rolled my eyes, but Nikki doesn't really give me a chance because she takes a jab at my face after the word “commence” comes out of his mouth.
I back up a few feet and lightly shake it off. They want to see what I've got so I’ll gladly show them. She is coming at me with another jab. I duck then come at her with a cross punch from my right fist. I connect with her jaw and follow up with a jab with my left fist. We continue on for another thirty or so seconds. She hasn’t hit me since the first punch, but I’ve gotten her twice more.
Just as I think this, she connects her right fist to my jaw. Yeah it hurts, and I’m not that used to getting hit much since the first few years I started boxing eight years ago. I’ve gotten a lot better since then.
She hits me once more with a jab, so I jump back. I can tell she is about to come at me with a hook and I give her a slip. I’m quick to come at her with an upper cut followed by a cross. She doesn’t even see the second hit coming as she falls to the mat.
“Holy shit,” I hear Jase to my right side. Nikki is only out maybe two seconds, but I think I've stunned them all. Especially Nick. He’s staring at me with hooded, lustful eyes.
Nikki stands back up to her feet and rubs her jaw with her gloved hand. I can’t tell if she is pissed at me. She is staring at me like Nick often does when he’s mad, so I’m betting on the pissed-off-ness! She takes a deep breath.
“I underestimated you and I don’t do that often. For the record, I like you a whole lot better than I did before. But…know, I also want to kick the shit out of you and call you a bitch for good measure.”
I laugh and she starts to undo her gloves. She tosses them to the mat and exits the ring. I do the same and exit behind her.
“Dude, your girl just got a whole lot hotter,” Jase says as he jabs Nick in the shoulder. Nikki just rolls her eyes.
“Fuck off, Jason,” Nick says as he walks up to me and grabs me by my wrist, pulling me quickly in the direction of the locker rooms.
Once we enter the men’s locker room, Nick looks around to make sure no one else is in there. Once all is clear, he locks the door.
“What are you doing?” I ask him as I try to pull my wrist from his grip. I don’t succeed and he pushes me up against the cold concrete wall.
“That was the hottest thing I’ve ever fucking seen. Now, I’m going to fuck you, baby,” he tells me and then crashes his lips down hard on my mine. He pins my arms above my head.