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A forceful knock at the door tears my attention from her. Without thinking, I jump on top of her. Fuck if anyone else is seeing just an inch of her flesh.
“Fucking hell,” I growl.
Anger boiling inside of me, my rock hard cock now rests against her pussy, invading every thought. Sienna’s body is as stiff as a board underneath me.
Grayson waltzes in. I guess this serves me right for always invading his privacy. His eyes immediately go wide as he realizes what, or better, who, I’m hiding under my body, and the contents of his desk are scattered all over the floor.
“Godammit, are you fucking kidding me, Keller?!” he yells. “Get the fuck out of my office and clean yourselves up. I need you out there. I’m sure you can wait a few hours to get your dick sucked.”
His face flashes with anger as his fists clench by his sides. Then he turns away and slams the door shut behind him.
I know better than to poke the bear right now.
Resting my nose on her forehead, I take in the coconut scent of her hair wafting up my nostrils.
“Fuck, I’m sorry Princess. I shouldn’t have done that here. I just can’t fucking help myself when I’m around you,” I whisper, hoping she understands.
Her small hands cover her face, hiding the horror no doubt etched beneath them. I lift off her, giving her some space. She launches off the desk and darts around the room, picking up her items of clothing tossed around the floor. Every time she bends over, her perfect ass is on display for me and my cock threatens to explode. I watch as she throws her sweater over her head, then bends from her hips to pull her leggings on, stepping into one of the legs. Stalking over, I settle behind her, grab both her hips, and rub her ass against my rock-hard dick.
“Keller, we can’t. You need to get out there and train those kids. They are so excited to see you. I can’t get in the way of their happiness today.”
An annoyed groan leaves my lips as I ruffle my hands through my hair, trying anything to get some composure. Any time she’s around, I seem to lose it.
She straightens, pulling up her leggings, covering her perfect, round ass. Then, turning to face me, she brings her hand to my cheek. Intimate moments like these usually turn me off instantly. When she does it, the opposite happens. It’s like she knows how to tame me without even trying; hell, without even truly knowing the depth of the monster whose cheek she’s caressing.
Her face softens as she raises up on her tiptoes and gives me a quick peck on the lips.
“I’ll still be here after everyone’s gone home. We can finish this then, Champ,” she says with a wink. Then she turns on her heel and walks out with a spring in her step, leaving me open-mouthed gaping at her.
Fuck, I may not know what love is or how to love, but if I did, I’m certain she could be the one to show me.
* * *
Three hours. For three fucking hours, this training session went on. Three hours of holding back the blood rush to my cock every time Sienna throws a punch at my face. My girl knows how to throw a punch, that’s for sure, and she enjoys every second of laying into me. Then there’s every time her face lights up when one of the kids smashes a combination. The way her whole body lights up around these kids shows she has a passion and a love for them. This truly is her calling.
One kid in particular clearly has self-confidence issues. He spent the session second guessing every combination he copies from us. Sienna just knows instinctively what he needs and how to help him cope. So I make sure I give him extra attention, showing him one to one how to nail each combination, even if I have to spend the whole time boxing from my knees so he can reach the pads.
I know from our encounters underneath all of this compassion she is a complete firecracker who takes no prisoners. Hell, I watched her knee her ex in the balls. Any other woman I know would have been a complete wreck. Not her. She is a fighter, wrapped in a petite, lovable frame. I guess it’s similar to me, even down to the shitty childhoods.Maybe that’s why I’m so drawn to her.
The kids are now sparing with each other, possibly a disastrous idea, but Sienna trusts them, so we trust them too. I mean, I’m weeks away from being a world champion. Surely I can deal with a few boisterous kids, right?
I’ve been in many of their shoes, from what Grayson told me, these kids have shitty upbringings. Which gives me a brilliant idea. As all the kids are packing up to leave, I beeline over to Paula and Sienna, who are chatting away. Interrupting them with a cough.
“Hi Keller,” Paula says, resting her hand on my forearm.
Resisting the urge to flinch, I give a tight grin, raising my eyebrows to Sienna as she holds back a laugh behind her water bottle.
Oh, you won’t be laughing in a minute Princess.
“So, I was thinking,” I say, giving myself some distance from Paula. Sienna is still amused, watching on. “I run a two week evening session with my foundation–Street Champs. It’s set up to get kids away from fighting on the streets and channeled into learning to box. I think we could tie in with your organization and take on any of your kids who might be interested in joining. Obviously, there is absolutely no cost and the kids can continue for however long. I’m happy for them to use this gym like a second home if they want. Anything we can do to help, just let us know. Grayson will sort out all the details if it’s something you would be interested in.”
Paula shrieks with excitement, enough to pierce my eardrums and I wince at the noise. The next minute she’s wrapped her arms around my torso. I stand there like a statue, looking down at her gray bun, then over to Sienna, my eyes willing her to remove this woman. I let out a low cough to get Paula’s attention. I only want one woman glued to me and she’s standing there smirking, offering no help whatsoever.
Jumping away from me, Paula brushes her top. “Oh sorry, I got a bit excited there. Yes! Of course! That all sounds fantastic. Sienna, are you ok to liaise with Grayson to organize the finer details for me, please?”
“No, it’s okay Paula. Sienna can deal with me directly. It’s my charity, after all. I can make time for her, always.” I cut her off abruptly.
“Oh right, okay. Thank you.” She shoots Sienna a look, but she only continues to stare at us open-mouthed like Paula and I have two heads. The older woman scuttles off, shouting at the kids to hurry up.
