Page 66 of Gangsters and Guns


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His eyes narrow and his brow arches, even as a dirty smile tugs up the corner of his mouth. Licking my lips, I watch his big hands reach out and grip my hips. A gasp escapes me, but I don’t think he hears, his eyes focused on my posture. The heat from his hands burns through my leggings, and his thumb connects with the bare skin on my waist, branding me as my pussy throbs. He roughly jerks my hips to the side, kicking my legs farther apart, and I gasp loudly this time. He grins as his hand slides down my ass and between my legs, so close to my pussy he must feel the heat before he slaps my thighs.

“Stop clenching them,” he murmurs before his hand glides up my ass to my waist. “Now stand,” he demands.

I do, straightening, and he tuts. “No, don’t twist your torso, stay straight, breathe normally, and brace your arms,” he orders as he corrects my body again, twisting and turning me how he wants. Does he even realize the effect he has on me? My nipples are hard, and my breasts are heavy and begging for attention. My clit aches so much, it’s throbbing, and I can feel how wet my panties are.

Just from these touches.

Fuck.

What started as a dare, as me acting confident, is leaving me weak and needy, and he doesn’t even notice as he instructs me on how to lift the bar and place it back down properly. I do it, barely able to concentrate, and he rubs his finger above his lip, his thumb on his chin as he steps back. “Do it again, let me watch. Lift wrong and you will hurt yourself, and we can’t have that, pet,” he instructs.

I lift it like he showed me, but he snarls, “Drop it,” so I do. He steps closer, basically plastering his chest to my back, and my eyes widen as I stare at myself in the mirror. His hard cock is pressed against my ass, like a fucking steel pipe. It’s huge and nestled against my cheeks, and my concentration falters as I resist the urge to rub against it, even as my body screams for me to do exactly that.

“Do it properly, like I showed you,” he snaps, and I bend over to grab the weight again before freezing. My teeth bite into my lower lip as I feel his hard cock pulse against me. I raise my gaze to meet his dark, fire filled orbs in the reflection. He watches me hungrily, his face emblazoned with it. His eyes hold mine as he grips my waist before dragging upwards slightly. One touch, we are clothed, and yet I am more turned on than I have ever been before.

“Lift,” he whispers roughly.

I do, and he smacks my ass hard, almost making me drop the weight. “No, stop clenching,” he demands before gripping my hips harshly and pulling me back into position, right up against his cock.

Is he doing this on purpose, or trying to ignore the clear desire building between us?

His eyes lock on mine again, and I drop the weight. Luckily, it falls to the floor and not on my toes as he spins me and pulls me into his chest. Maddox towers over me, and I almost hit my forehead against his pecs as I crane my head back to meet his eyes. His hands slide down my back to my ass and grip it firmly. “Clench these again when you lift, and I will tan them so red, it’ll hurt,” he promises threateningly. I know he’s trying to make a point, but his breathing catches slightly as I lean into him, and his head starts to tilt down.

The lust between us is explosive and guiding us together.

Then, just as suddenly, he rips himself away, and without even a backwards glance, he storms off, opening the other door in the gym and slamming it behind him, leaving me panting as I stare after him with wide eyes. What the fuck just happened? Why am I almost coming from a near kiss?

These men are going to kill me.

Turning away, I swallow and down some water before grabbing the weight, intent on working out until my body is sore to stop these urges and thoughts. I lose myself in the music, lifting like he showed me before downing the rest of my water. With a groan, I look around for a place to refill it and sigh. Shit, maybe in that other room Maddox went into?

I hesitate, unsure if I want to see him again, but it’s been a while. He should have left by now, so I gather my courage and head toward it, opening the door and sliding through. For a second time tonight, I stop, freezing in my tracks at the sight that greets me.

Maddox is jerking off in the shower.


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