Four
Sager
I wait for her to respond, but she doesn’t so I send her another message.
Me: I know you want to feel my hands on your body. Come by tonight and we can workout.
Me: We’ll only workout. Scouts honor. 8pm
When I hit send on the second message, I can’t help but laugh to myself. Leaning back in my chair, I put my feet on the desk and wait for her reply.
I feel like a damn fiend waiting for her to answer my messages and part of me knows that she’s going to say no. She swears that she isn’t the type of woman to cheat on her fiancé, but I don’t think she even knows what she really wants.
I can feel her eyes on me whenever we are in the same room, and I know that she felt what I did when I kissed her. She may regret it, but I’m going to keep on kissing her until I’m the only thing she craves.
Fuck that prick she’s getting married to. He probably doesn’t even get her off when he fucks her.
My dick hardens in my basketball shorts as I think about all the fucking things I want to do to her. Closing my eyes, I shove my hand in my shorts and grip my length through my boxer briefs. I squeeze my shaft as I think about her tits bouncing in the air as she was running on that damn treadmill earlier.
I had to start running myself to get my dick to focus on something other than her.
From her tight yoga pants to that fitted top that had her tits pressed up high and on display for me. Slipping my hand into my boxer briefs, I start to slide my hand up and down my shaft, squeezing it every few pumps.
Running my fingers through the pre-cum on the tip of my dick, I run it up and down my shaft imagining my hand is Cameo’s.
I imagine her on her knees in front of me, looking up at me with those big doe eyes, tits hanging out, and thighs spread just enough for me to see that perfect little clit of hers.
The most prim and proper women are always the freakiest in the sheets, and I have no doubt that Cameo will be the best yet. Picking up the pace, I pump my fist over my cock over and over until I’m coming in my hand and groaning into my other one as I bite it to silence myself.
Huffing out a few short, choppy breaths, I grab a towel off my desk and wipe myself up before checking my phone for a message from the beautiful blonde that I want underneath me right now. When I don’t see anything from her, I decide to save her number in my phone and get back to filling out my order for the new equipment that the trainers were asking for in the last meeting we had.
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After spending most of the afternoon and night placing orders and checking inventory, I finally make my way out of my office and into the gym.
A few of the personal training clients are still going strong with their workouts, and a few stragglers are running on the treadmills. Just as I’m about to call it a night and head home, I see a blonde head of hair that I wouldn’t forget if I tried.
As she comes through the front door, she looks nervous and unsure of what she’s doing.
Closing the distance between us, I grin down at her when she gives me a hesitant smile. “I didn’t think you’d show.”
“I wasn’t going to, but I was bored at home alone.”
That comment piques my attention. Why that idiot she’s engaged to leave her at home all alone on a Friday night?
“Well then, I will be sure to entertain you tonight.” I wink at her, and she shakes her head and starts to walk toward the treadmills. I watch her ass slightly bounce as she walks and I have to bite the inside of my cheek to keep from telling my trainers not to check out her ass too.
When Jenner looks over at me, I shake my head no, and he bites his fist and groans. I look at Ryker next and he just shakes his head and gives me a thumbs up before telling his client the next workout.
Following after the woman that is too fucking hot for her own good, I get on the treadmill next to her and hit the start button to warm up.
“Ten minute cardio, then we hit the weights.”
She waves me off and starts her warm up while I try like hell not to bend her over my lap and spank that pretty little ass of hers.
I’m itching to get my hands on her again, but I refrain as we both warm up. The only workout I did was the running this morning with her, and now I have an itch to workout some of my sexual frustration.
After the ten minutes is up, I hit the cool down button on her machine and mine. I need her off of these treadmills, and somewhere I can get my hands on her. I thought that I’d be able to go so much longer without touching her, but I was wrong.
I need to feel her skin against mine again before I slowly go insane.
“Today is leg day.”
She wrinkles her nose at me, and I start walking toward the bars. I’m going to enjoy watching her do squats.
As I grab a bar from the rack, I hand it to her and grab her a set of the lightest weights. Grabbing a couple of clips for her bar, I set them on the ground before grabbing a bar of my own and putting my weights on as I go.
When I walk over to where she’s standing, I set my bar down before helping her put the plates on each end. Setting it on the ground for her, I move behind her. “Get into squat position.”
Her eyes meet mine in the mirror, and she just stares at me, not saying a word. Part of me feels like she wants me to show her and the other part of me thinks she’s testing me. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t mind either one. I’d gladly put my hands on her hips and show her just how far I want her to get down for me.
As I think about bending her over something to fuck her, she slowly starts to get down into a fucked up looking squat.
Getting closer to her, I force her to stand back up and shake my head. “No, like this.”
Placing my hands on her hips, I kick her feet apart a little more before getting right behind her and forcing her to squat with me. Her ass brushes against my dick, and I suck in a breath.
We start to move up again, and her hands brush against my thighs. “You got it?” I ask taking a step back from her. I watch her nod her head in the mirror, and I grab my bar, standing slightly behind her so I can check her form as we go.
She grabs her own bar and puts it over her shoulders just like I have mine. “Okay, we are going to do three, twelve rep sets. So that means we do twelve squats and then take a minute break and do it again until we hit three sets.”
“Got it.” Her voice is nothing like the timid woman that she normally is; it’s more breathy than normal.
We start our first set, and all I can focus on is her ass. I watch every squat she does, and I’m pretty sure that my dick may spring from the confines of my shorts if I’m not careful.
We continue through the rest of our sets before we add another weight and do the same thing again. Halfway through, she starts to whine about her legs shaking.
Setting my bar down, I walk over to her and take her bar from her. “Finish the rest with body weight.” She gets back into position and starts to squat with no weight, and I go back to my bar, squatting until she’s done with her reps.
Once we are done with squats, I look around the gym, and all of my employees are gone for the night, and so are all the members. The gym typically closes at eight-thirty, and it’s part of the reason I wanted her here at eight.
It gives me the rest of the workout just the two of us, and now, I don’t have to hold back as much.
“Everyone is gone.”
I look back at her, and she realizes it too.
“You did this on purpose.”
I shrug an answer as I start to put my bar and weights back in the racks. She follows suit and does the same thing.
“So what is your plan? Try and seduce me?”
“I didn’t have a plan except to get you here with me in an empty gym.”
When I’m done putting my weights back, I stalk toward her, and she backs up until she hits the wall. I scan over her features and I know she’s nervous, but she isn’t afraid of me. Running my hand along her arm, she closes her eyes and tilts her face up slightly.
I don’t even think she notices that she’s giving me permission to kiss her again. She wants this as much as I do. Getting even closer to her, I cup her jaw with my other hand and tilt her head back even farther. She’s so much shorter when she doesn’t have those heels on.
As soon as my lips hit hers, it feels like I’m home. Like I’m right where I’m supposed to be, and even though it freaks me the fuck out, I don’t question it.
One of her hands runs along my side, and when I deepen the kiss, a small moan escapes her. When her other hand goes to my chest, I know she’s going to push me away, so I grab it and move it above her head, pressing my body into hers.
My cock stiffens even more now that it’s pressed up against her body. Kneeling enough, I grind into her core, and a gasp fills my ears when our mouths part for a second.
Kissing her again, I slip my tongue back into her mouth, and her free hand runs down my side. Her hand continues to move down my body, and when it moves over my stomach, I groan. The feel of her touching me is addicting.
Picking her up, I push her into the wall, and her legs wrap around my waist. One of my hands moves up her side, and I cup her tit, pushing it up closer to my mouth. Trailing my lips along her delicate skin, I pull her sports bra down enough to get to her nipple.
My tongue brushes against her nipple and when I look up at her, she’s got her eyes squeezed shut, and her lips parted. Sucking her tit into my mouth, I suck and nip until she’s arching her body into mine.
Fuck.
Her hands run up the back of my head, and it doesn’t take her long to tangle her fingers into my hair, tugging on the strands as I continue to suck and nibble her soft skin.
“Sager,” she moans.
I take that as a hint that she loves it, so I pull her other tit out and give it the same attention, reveling in satisfaction every time she tugs on my hair or moans out my name.
This is my new favorite drug, Cameo Hartley withering in pleasure against my body.