Page 66 of Pure Recklessness

Then she left to get changed and when she came back…

Now I remembered.

I’d got back on the treadmill and when I saw her, I couldn’t believe my eyes.

She was a fucking vision.

Those tight shorts.

That obscene tiny top.

No. Her clothing wasn’t obscene. It was the thoughts swimming around my head that belonged in the gutter.

I knew Eleanor was hiding an amazing body under those hideous clothes she normally wore, but I wasn’t expecting that.

It took me by surprise.

When I saw her, all the blood shot straight to my dick.

My brain scrambled.

I couldn’t concentrate.

If someone had asked me my name at that point I couldn’t have told them.

I lost all focus.

Which was clearly why I was now laid out on the floor after falling off the treadmill like an idiot.

‘I’m fine.’ I got up slowly. ‘I just sprained my wrist.’ As I stood on my ankle it stung.

But the biggest damage was to my ego.

I was so fucking embarrassed.

‘Are you sure?’

She stood in front of me, placed her hands on my arms and studied my face like a concerned parent who’d just watched their kid fall off the swings.

The contact sent electricity rocketing through my veins on its journey to my cock.

I needed to get the hell out of here before I ended up tripping over some weights and embarrassing myself again.

‘Shall I take you to the hospital? Or get you some water?’ Eleanor asked.

‘Thanks, but I’m good.’ I moved away quickly, causing her hands to fall as I attempted to scurry away on my twisted ankle.

Fuck that hurt.

‘Call me if you need anything!’ she shouted out.

My dick twitched again, telling me it was more than willing to take her up on her generous offer.

I dived into the safety of the lift, then went straight up to my office.

I locked the door behind me. The last thing I needed was for Eleanor to catch me with my dick in my hands again.

Then I realised.