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I let her wrist go and grab my bag to pull out my headphones. I feel her frozen behind me, letting the words I spoke really sink in. Just as I’m about to put my headphones on, she whispers under her breath. “Maybe that's just a fight I’ve lost too many times.”
When I turn I see she’s already walking back to the bag, my chest aches with an odd feeling over her words, but I can’t bring myself to process them. Instead, I jump into my workout to distract myself from the major hard-on I’m attempting to cage in my pants.
Evie keeps on with the bag for a while before going to lift weights. I watch as she adds weights to the bench press until it sits at one-seventy-five.
There is no way in fuck she can press that. I go to a bench near her, half expecting to have to save her ass from decapitating herself. When she lifts the bar and does a set of ten without having to arch her back, my jaw drops. I’m fully mesmerized as I watch her get up to add more weight making her next set of ten at one-ninety-five.
Well shit. Alexi definitely underestimated her. Hell, maybe we all did.
Watching her struggle on her third set makes me feel slightly better about only being able to press two-twenty. Too bad she's wearing a hoodie and knee-length compression shorts. The muscle this girl has is probably breathtaking.
Around five in the morning she leaves, turning and giving me a small wave goodbye before she walks through the door. I give her a two-finger salute then head to the sauna to stretch. I open the door, letting the dry heat snake into my lungs. The burn it brings is a welcome feeling. My muscles start to relax after being pushed to their limits. I sit in the sauna until every inch of my body is covered in sweat before getting out to jump in one of the large showers.
We have nice bathrooms in the suite, but the ones at the gym have multiple nozzles that help massage away the tension after a workout. The locker room is unisex, so there are tons of scrubs and other girlie things to use as well. I have no shame in admitting that I like to exfoliate.
I drop my sweatpants and find my still very hard dick pointing up at me. As I turn on the jets in the shower, I have to actively work to keep images of Evie from racing through my mind. Her hitting the bag, sweat dripping down her plump lips, the power she emanated with every strike. But they don't stop, and eventually, I no longer want them to.
Thoughts of her muscles flexing as she lifted the bench press have me thinking of her pinned underneath me. I reach down and palm my erection, hoping for some relief.
I step into the shower stocked with multiple options of body wash. When I spot the strawberry vanilla one, I grab the bottle and breathe it in. This must be what Evie uses; it smells just like her. I pour a generous amount into my hand before lathering it up and bringing my hand to my cock.
I can’t seem to get her out of my mind, and at this point, I don’t want to. I picture Evie sneaking into the shower behind me, wrapping her small hands around my length. She pumps me from behind with one hand while her other hand scratches down my back.
Precum drips from my shaft when she drops to her knees in front of me, taking one of the shower heads with her. She uses it to massage my balls while she sucks on the tip of my dick, her tongue swirling around it like she can’t get enough.
I pump faster to the image of her pushing my shaft between those plump lips. Lips that allow me to slide down her throat until she can’t breathe. I think of the noises she would make as she gags on my cock while she grips my ass so tight her nails dig in.
Just thinking of the marks I want her to make on me has my whole body shivering and my balls tingling. A guttural moan leaves my lips when I picture her teary eyes looking up at me with spit sliding down her chin. How with even her mouth and throat full of me, she looks like the most stunning creature I’ve ever seen.
I think about taking her wet hair in my hands and using it as a handle as I fuck her face. I’d command her to touch herself while I used her, making sure she paid extra close attention to her nipples. I want her pinching them till they’re sore with pleasure. I want her to twist and pull on them until she can’t hold back her orgasm any longer.
I pull one of the shower heads down, using it on high to get the most pressure hitting me at once along the base of my shaft. I pump my length slowly while swiping my thumb over the head in short bursts. I feel lightheaded, and my legs feel weak as I imagine her choking on my cock while she finger fucks herself.
I thrust my hips in my hand while moving the shower head back and forth. The intensity builds as I remember the sounds she made for Lev yesterday. I want her to make them around my dick as I give her every drop of my cum.
Take it all, Little Shadow. Choke on it. That's it, baby, that's it. Come with me.
I feel the tingles start at the base of my spine as I imagine Evie dropping the showerhead to grab my balls and squeeze, her hot mouth wrapped around me like a vice.
Shit. Shit. “Fuuuuuuck.”
I come with a feral roar. Jets of cum shoot out of me harder than ever before. My shoulders hunch forward as the last of my release paints the shower walls, and I'm left bracing myself to stay standing.
This girl is going to be my undoing.
Chapter 16
Disrespect is not something I handle well. After the shit show in the food hall yesterday, I went to the shooting range. I ended up destroying seventy targets while going through two thousand rounds of ammo, emptying every preloaded magazine the armory had to offer. Then I went for a bike ride for three hours, and sped through every terrain the track had to offer until I had them memorized.
I came back to our suite only to be stuck listening to the buzzing of Lev’s damn tattoo gun until two in the morning. Needless to say, I’m pissed off, tired, and my skin is burning to show this brat who she’s messing with.
I head to the food hall wearing gray sweatpants and a black tank top in preparation for combat class.
A flash of silver catches my eye. “Princess,” I call down the path, catching her attention. She pauses at the name but doesn’t turn. Instead, she darts into the building, only infuriating me more.
Why the fuck does she insist on making this harder on herself?
I walk into the food hall, and spot her immediately. As I approach her, my hand shoots out to grab her arm before forcing her to my side.
