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Strands of her ponytail plastered to my shoulder, and I adored the way her body began to shake. She was close.
I nipped at her neck, the slender column fucking delicious. Her fevered skin against mine, her quickened breaths through her nose, her hot channel gripping tight around my fingers—all of it was heady and perfect, details I wanted to remember forever.
“I’m going to come.” Her voice was raspy and rough.
I curled my fingers in to find her G-spot, and her entire body tensed.
Bingo.
She writhed in my arms in the throes of her orgasm. Sam’s lashes fluttered, her head tipped back, and the bliss relaxing her expression entranced me. The water streamed over us as her pussy pulsed against my fingers a few more times before she all but sagged against me.
For a few moments, we just leaned against each other, my fingers still buried in her cunt while we sucked in desperate breaths, the hiss of the water overhead almost drowning out the sound.
Fuck, I was wrung out, and we hadn’t even started training yet. But the orgasm had taken the edge off in the perfect way.
“I don’t want to move,” Sam said as I pulled my fingers out of her pussy. “But I’m going to be on the clock soon, and we’ve got a workout in the books.”
“Don’t remind me.”
The glow to her features, a softness in her normally hard brown eyes, had my heart fluttering, and I thanked everything holy I’d gotten a chance with her, even if this was a one and done.
“Look.” She brushed her lips over my ear. “I promised multiple orgasms. If you do well today, we’ll see about making that happen.”
My heart thundered, and hope bubbled inside me in such a fierce wave I could barely stand it. She might not be offering anything more than another hookup, but after the lows I’d come from, this high was exactly what I needed.
Chapter Eight
Sam
Amelia should’ve been a one and done.
Maeve’s suggestion had been to hook up, yet I hadn’t been able to help myself in offering another round. However, after our session in the shower and then in the ring, I had clients to attend to, so she’d delivered a wink, blew me a kiss, and sauntered away.
At the end of my shift, I leaned against the locker and tugged my phone out of my duffel.
A text was waiting for me from the exact woman I’d been obsessing over.
Don’t suppose you’d want to grab dinner? Jared’s Pizza’s right between my place and the gym.
Dinner meant sitting down and talking, not fucking, which was probably bad news. My stomach rumbled out loud. Clearly, my body liked the idea, though. I’d been to Jared’s a ton of times, and the pizza was solid, but I’d be lying if I wasn’t more interested in the company. The images of Amelia in my arms, her unraveling above me when I ate her out, played on a loop in my brain for the rest of my shift. I would never in a million years have expected the kid I’d known to grow into a stone-cold fox, but here we were.
My fingers betrayed me before I could help myself.
Meet you there in ten.
“You heading out?” Cortez asked as he stepped beside me, tugging off his sweat-soaked shirt.
“Got a date, apparently.” My cheeks burned.
He crooked a brow, a knowing glint in his eyes. “With trouble?”
I flipped him off, slid my duffel over my shoulder, and walked out of the locker room. I didn’t smell like a peach, but Ames had seen me plenty worse since I was her trainer.
When I stepped out into the gym, Brooks headed my way. Their presence was always welcome, as we’d gelled together easily when I first started working here. Maybe because we were both the quieter sort, but they were one of the few I went to if I needed to vent or talk.
“Finished up?” I asked.
“Just wrapped. You want to grab something to eat?” they asked.
