CHAPTER THIRTEEN

I practically skip over to Duke, who is putting dumbbells back on the rack. Everyone is gone for the day except the two of us. Some lazy gym bum must have just left them on the floor.

“Duke! Corporate just called. This ‘7 Days’ branch had more sign ups than any other branch last month!”

“Babe, I just can’t thank you enough. You’ve worked so hard.” 

He leans down and gives me a warm kiss. He’s looking mega-hot, as usual, in his muscle tee and butt-hugging red gym shorts. His forehead is glistening with a little sweat from all the workouts he’s coached his clients through today. There’s a little scruff on his chin from a five o’clock shadow. Yum, he looks so delicious—I just love a little sweat on my man.

“Not as hard as you,” I say. 

“Well, if it wasn’t for you talking to Ed Beasley, this gym would have been closed by now.”

I tap one of the dumbbells. “We would have found out about Jeff and Kelly’s gym sooner or later. We were just lucky Ed came to the Open House to rejoin and told me about it when he did. Another month and it may have been too late.”

“You’re so beautiful and smart. That’s why I love you.”

“Oh Duke...” I say breathlessly as a wash of pleasure waves through me. “I’m just glad we figured out what was going on.”

“You figured it out, and thank God for that. They would have run us out of business.”

“Yeah, and now they’re out of business!” Kelly and Jeff’s gym had been short lived. They’d had to price it dirt cheap to steal ‘7 Days’ members away. Once we caught onto their shenanigans, they were fired, and without access to our members, they’d had trouble attracting new clientele. They also couldn’t keep the ones they had with their less than no frills equipment and amenities. Within a short time, they found they couldn’t afford to keep their gym open anymore.

“What’s going to happen to them?”

He grimaces. “They bought this on themselves. They knew better than to play tricks like this. The contract they signed when they started working for ‘7 Days’ is very clear. They can’t train people outside of their work here.”

I purse my lips. “They blew it.”

“Yep, and the word is out that they were going behind my back to steal customers to start their own gym—news has a way of traveling in this business. They’ll never find work in the fitness industry again.”

“Well, I’m glad they were caught. And now ‘7 Days’ is back on track!”

“Oh,” Duke grins at me, “did I congratulate you on your raise and promotion?”

“My raise and promotion?”

“Yep… It’s official. You are now the assistant manager, which comes with a sweet raise.”

“Wow! Thank you!”

“You deserve it, Allie. Do you want to grab a bite to eat and celebrate?”

I glance at Duke. His arms are so firm—those tats that outline his bulging biceps; that tuft of hair peeking out from his sleeveless tank…and that fine, oh so fine ass I can see reflected in the mirror…

“Well, you know how you said you were going to help me with my weight loss goal…”

“Allie, I was being a smart ass,” his eyes flick over my body. “You’re fucking gorgeous. I love your hot body just the way it is.”

“Aww you’re so sweet. I’d love to go to dinner, but maybe we could just do a mini-workout so I won’t feel so guilty if I eat dessert tonight.”

He looks puzzled. “I thought you hated working out?” He knows that aside from walking, I’m not much of a work out girl.

“I was thinking maybe I could learn to do a simple routine with light weights.”

“I’m a believer that everyone should lift as heavy as they can for less reps,” he says.

“Oh really?” I say.

“Uh huh. And the bench press is one of my favorite exercises. It’s good for both men and women. It gives your biceps a burn, helping you develop those sleek, strong arms and it hits your chest, shoulders, and upper back. Let me show you.”

He slides onto the weight bench, but before he has a chance to do more, I slide my hand onto his gym shorts and lightly rub the top of the material. I feel his cock spring to attention.

“Wha…” his eyes widen. He props himself up on his elbows and gives me a wide grin. “Oh, you want a special kind of workout?”

“Uh huh, I do…if that’s ok with you, of course.” I eye him as I pull his shorts down. I can’t believe I am doing this…but all those days of staring through the glass walls of my office into the gym and watching him take clients through their paces has given me a raging desire to have sex with him right on the workout floor. There’s no one here but the two of us—so why not?

He lifts me up as I pull his shorts down the rest of the way and toss them to the side. Then, I grab his shaft in my hand, rubbing along the length of it, pulling the skin over the cap and back down again.

“That feels so fucking good,” he moans.

I wrap both hands around his cock and move them up and down. He’s so thick and hard.

“Fuck, Allie. Look what you do to me.”

“I did notice that, Duke,” I tease. Hell, how could I not? His cock is rock hard, jutting in the air like a rocket. “I bet I can make you even harder though.” I can’t believe I am saying these things, but it just feels good and right.

As he arches his brows, I lean down and mouth as much of his cock as I can. It’s impossible to take it all in, but I give it the good college try. I lick and suck every yummy morsel of his tasty cocksicle with my mouth while running one of my hands up and down his shaft. 

“God,” he groans as he pulls my hair back, “that feels so fucking good.”

“Oh yeah, it tastes pretty delicious too,” I moan as I eat him.

“I need to taste some of you too, babe, right now.”

He pulls me on top of him. I can feel his hard dick pressing through my yoga pants as he kisses me along the side of my neck and throat. With one swift motion, he picks me up and flips me around so I am face up, lying on a weight bench right beside us. He stands next to me.

“Show me your tits.”

I feel my nipples perk up instantly at his demand. Somehow, I manage to yank my top over my head and drop it on the ground. He is watching my every move, his eyes rich with desire. I reach around and unclasp my bra. He takes the straps off my shoulders and pulls it off the rest of the way.

“They’re so fucking luscious. You’ve got gorgeous tits.” He licks his lips and then leans down, cupping my breasts while taking long drawn out sucks of my turgid nipples.

“So good…it feels so good…” I run my hands through his hair as he squeezes, licks and nips my breasts. As his fingers and lips play with my tits, I am creaming my panties. My pussy is so damp and throbbing with need.

“Mmmm,” he lifts his head between licks, sniffing the air. “You’re so aroused. I love that.”

I know he can read what I want by scenting me and smelling my arousal…and I’m giving off some pretty strong messages right now!

Such sweet, gorgeous titties, but that tasty pussy of yours is calling me,” he growls. “I want to eat your hot little cunt, babe.”

He pulls my legs forward so they are dangling off the edge of the weight bench, lifts me up, and pulls my pants off, tossing them to the side. Staring down at me, his eyes slowly roam my curves.

“God you’re hot, Allie.”

“These are so nice,” he says, running a finger slowly along the crotch of my blue, lace panties, “but so unnecessary.”

I’m so wet I’m practically sticking to my panties, but with another flick of his hand my underwear are off. He spreads my legs wide so they straddle the weight bench. I am fully exposed and open—and oh so ready for whatever he wants to do!