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I stood naked and still fully erect in front of the punching bag. The weight machine with my erotic houseguest stretched out on it was barely visible from behind the black punching bag.
I rested my forehead against it for a second to gain my focus. My erection stared back up at me. Shit, I wanted to fuck her so bad. I threw my fist into the bag and my second hand followed. I hit the bag again and again, slowly bringing my mind into the task. I could feel every hit all the way through to my shoulders, reminding me of the night I'd punched my bedroom wall again and again. Sweat ran down my back as I punched the bag over and over until my hands were sore.
My gaze went right to the weight machine, but Shay was not on the bench. I leaned past the bag. She was jumping rope. Her breasts lifted and fell as the rope swung past her. Her feet barely left the ground with each jump.
The punching bag had released enough stress and energy that my erection had all but been erased. But the sight of Shay jumping rope, brought it right back. I stepped out from behind the punching bag and felt slightly vindicated when she missed and tangled her foot on the jump rope.
She licked her lips as she tied the rope around one wrist and then held her hands out, showing me she could only tie the one.
I looked pointedly at her outstretched hands. She displayed the most perfectly seductive pout I'd ever seen. I walked toward her. At first her eyes widened in shock, but I moved so fast she had no other time to react.
I grabbed the loose end of the rope and wound it around her second wrist and once around the wrist she had tied. A stunned gasp left her lips, and the sexy pout disappeared. Without touching her, I tugged the rope and led her to the wall of the room. Another tug and I had her arms up above her head and her back resting against the cool plaster. My feet, my erection and my face were so close, we could have held a piece of paper between us. But our skin never touched.
I gazed down at her mostly naked body. Her round breasts expanded and fell with each breath she took. I could feel the need to have her through every muscle in my body. I stared at her face, her eyes and her lips, warming her with the heat rolling off my body, the heat of arousal that would take an icy shower to cool. I tried to conjure memories of wild sex with other women. My mind should have been flooded with their scent, the feel of their touch, the heat of their pussies, but I couldn't bring up one distinct memory. It was as if I'd never had any woman, and the only one I wanted was the one standing between me and the wall.
"Shay," I said quietly, almost too faintly to compete with the music in the room. And then as seemed to always be the case with Shay, something happened I hadn't expected and my reaction shocked the hell out of me.
As I said her name, her long lashes fluttered down and she closed her eyes. And with them closed, she whispered, "Say it again. Say my name again."
It was getting hard to discern fact from fiction. Was she still teasing me? Or was this real? All I knew was that I felt her plea down in my chest. "Shay," I said again.
The seconds that passed while I had her trapped beneath me, so close that I could feel the static charges between us, seemed like hours. It was agony having her so close, knowing I couldn't kiss her.
She peered up at me, confused about where the moment was leading. I knew where my body wanted it to lead, but I was retraining myself to use my head and not my cock. I growled in frustration as I released the rope.
Her arms dropped. She loosened the rope and rubbed her wrists.
"I didn't hurt you, did I?" I asked as I pulled on my shorts.
She shook her head. It wasn't like her to be silent. I'd pushed our game a little too far this time, but I was only partially regretting it.
"Shay, I'm sorry I snapped at you earlier. I'd just heard that my old boss was trying to sabotage my career and I was mad. I shouldn't have taken it out on you."
"It's fine. You were right. I signed a contract and from now on I'll wear the things you bought for me."
I watched with keen interest as she retied the tiny silk ribbon at the top of the baby doll nightie. "That's all right. You can just wear those things when I ask you to put them on."
We headed out to the kitchen. "How is he sabotaging you?" she asked. "What has he done?"
"It seems he's spreading a lot of rumors about my wild lifestyle." I grabbed two glasses and filled them with water.
"Thanks, that was quite the workout I had on the weight machine," she quipped as she took hold of the glass. As always, she made sure not to touch my fingers. I wished for once, she would accidently graze my hand just so I could feel her touch.
"Yes, you were really into it." I gulped down the entire glass.
