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"Good," Ty replies, his voice filled with triumph and satisfaction. "Because I won't let go either."
As our workout comes to an end, we stand there, panting and drenched in sweat, our eyes locked onto each other's. The air crackles with energy, and it's clear that neither of us wants to leave this moment.
"Until next time," Ty murmurs, pressing a heated kiss to my forehead. "Remember, Ophelia: fire and ice. We're unstoppable together."
"Fire and ice," I repeat, as he walks away, leaving me trembling in his wake.
* * *
My world is a blur until my next workout session, and the moment Ty's fingers graze my skin, I feel the fiery electricity that courses between us. Our eyes lock, and it's as if we've entered a world of our own – a world where desire and passion are our only language.
"Today, we're going to push our limits," Ty whispers, his breath ghosting over my ear as he instructs me on the next exercise. I nod, entranced by the intensity in his piercing blue eyes.
We move in perfect sync, our bodies pushing and pulling against each other as we navigate each exercise. My muscles ache with the strain, but the sensation is eclipsed by the unyielding thirst for more – more of Ty, more of this intoxicating connection we share.
"Ophelia," Ty growls, his voice rough with need as he pulls me closer, our bodies pressed flush together. "You have no idea what you do to me."
"Tell me," I gasp, my voice barely audible as I cling to Ty, desperate to maintain the fragile balance between control and surrender.
"Every time I touch you, it's like I'm being consumed by a wildfire," he confesses, his words igniting a similar blaze within me. "There's nothing I wouldn't give to claim you as mine."
"Ty," I whimper, my heart pounding in my chest as I try to reconcile the depth of my feelings with the reality of our situation.
"Let go, Ophelia," Ty urges, his hands gripping my hips as he lifts me onto one of the exercise machines. "Surrender to this passion – surrender tome."
My eyes search Ty's, and he must see the moment I truly, fully let go because he crashes his lips onto mine with a groan.
I can feel the force of his desire, his utter need for me consuming us both. It's as if nothing else matters in this moment, as if the world around us has fallen away, leaving us alone in our united passion.
Ty's hands roam over my body, and I can feel the energy building between us, the heat rising in our blood. Lips and tongues and bodies collide as we move in perfect rhythm, our rhythm, spiraling higher and higher and higher until we truly become a force of nature.
"I want you, Ophelia," Ty growls, his eyes ablaze with desire as he lifts me effortlessly off the exercise machine. "I want all of you."
"You have me," I reply, my voice spilling over with emotion. "You've always had me."
Ty's eyes burn, and I know my words have touched him in a way that no one else ever has. He presses me against a wall, the cold stonework contrasting with his scorching kiss. I can feel his hardness against my stomach, his unrestrained desire for me terrifying and exhilarating all at once.
"Ty," I whimper, my body arching of its own accord, desperate for him to fill me, to claim me, to make me his.
"Does that feel good, Ophelia?" Ty growls, tugging on the laces of my sports bra as he nips at my collarbone.
"Yes," I gasp, my skin flushed with heat. "It feels so good."
"We're just getting started," Ty murmurs in my ear as he pulls my sports bra over my head, tossing it aside. His hands cup my breasts, and he runs his thumbs over my puckered nipples until I'm writhing against him, consumed by the intensity of my desire.
"Tell me what you want," Ty murmurs, his lips brushing against mine as he speaks. "Tell me how I can make you feel the way I do."
"Ty," I whimper, my head spinning as I consider his question. "I want you to make me feel like there's nothing between us – like I'm yours."
"You are mine," Ty growls, his hands tightening on my breasts as he swirls his tongue around my nipples, licking and sucking and biting until I'm consumed by pleasure. "You'remine, Ophelia. You'll always be mine."
"Yes," I breathe, my hands reaching up to grip Ty's shoulders as he flicks his tongue over and around my straining nipples. "Please, Ty.Please."
"I want to feel you come, Ophelia," Ty murmurs, his hand dropping to the waistband of my shorts. "I want to feel you come for me."
"Please, Ty," I breathe, the ache between my legs growing unbearable. I don’t have a clue what I’m begging for—just that whatever it is, Ty is the one who can give it to me. "Please."
Ty wastes no time in ripping my shorts off, and a second later, his hands are on my hips, lifting me up. I wrap my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist as he carries me to the weight bench, laying me down amidst the barbells and weights. I can feel the metal blades pressed against my back, digging into my skin, but I barely register the pain. All I can focus on is Ty.
