Page 25 of Fixation of the Mind

As soon as I got to the gym, I made sure the mats were clean then readied myself because today I was doing everything possible to get on my little minx’s nerves.

Knowing I didn't have much time, I grabbed the chin-up bar and went to town. By the time the door clicked open, I had already done ninety-seven and worked up a nice sheen of sweat. Not too much, but just enough.

“What the hell, Roux? If you needed to come in early, you could’ve told me. I would’ve gotten up earlier!”

I finished up by doing three more before I let go, picked up a towel, and turned to face her.

The expression on her face was nothing short of adorable, and that made me squeeze the life out of the towel in my hands. She’d decided to wear only a bright teal sports bra and some thin gray leggings that showed off all of her assets. The beast inside of me raised its head to look her way, and her eyes went wide. Her cheeks flushed red with anger, and her nostrils flared like she was aching to punch me. She looked breathtaking in her fiery mood, and I worked hard to keep my smile at bay.

Shrugging, I called back, “I had stuff to do. Didn’t want to wait on Sleeping Beauty.”

Her ears turned red as her hands clenched into fists. Not wanting to give her a second to think, I walked toward the center of the mat. “Yesterday, you learned all the basics, and we will eventually get to specific moves once you get better at form and consistency, but today I wanted to work on your fighting spirit. That in and of itself could make the difference between life and death in a fight.”

She lifted an eyebrow, cocked her hip to the side, and folded her arms across her chest. The words didn't even have to be spoken for me to understand what she thought. “And how do you possibly teach that?”

I gave her my best wolfish grin, one that would entice her as much as warn her. “You have to top me in a one-on-one fight.”

Her brows furrowed. “Top you?” Finally, her gaze caught my shirtless chest, creating a searing trail of lust as it traveled lower and lower.

“Yeah.” I threw the towel to the side, widening my stance and flexing my muscles as I got into fight mode. “You need to beat me only once. Land a punch, draw some blood, turn the tides of the fight, and then you’ll win.” When she continued looking at me like I’d lost my marbles, I rolled my eyes.

“We don’t have to if you can’t handle it.” I stood up, throwing my head back as I winked at her. “Going up against me is probably intimidating for a beginner like you.” That did the trick.

She stalked up to me, shoving a finger into my chest. “You got your fight. I just have to get you once, right?”

Crossing my arms, I nodded. She turned away from me, acting like she was thinking, but I knew Rin. I’d been training with her day in and day out. I knew how her exquisite body worked and saw her winding up to throw a punch.

I stayed still as she swiveled around and threw out an uppercut. I’ll admit that I wasn't thinking she would go with that particular move, but I easily dodged it, circling her like it was second nature.

“Aww, that's cute. Did you learn that from TV?”

She sneered at me, but otherwise, she kept her rage in check and watched my feet. She was a fast learner, faster than anyone I’d ever seen, and if she’d had a few months under her belt, she might’ve had a chance at landing one punch, but I was ready for her. She attempted a few more punches, left hook, right hook, followed by an elbow that was just a hair shy from connecting. I made sure to keep that in mind.

After a few rounds, I could tell she was getting tired. Her fighting spirit was draining, so this was the perfect time for me.

I lunged, grabbing her by the waist and dragging her down for some grappling. She easily got caught up, and I used the position I was in to rub my thigh against her center. Her eyes almost popped out of her head when she gasped.

“Too much for you? Need to quit?” I taunted, making sure the sarcasm in my voice was more than present.

She growled, her eyes lighting up as she geared up for a fight, and the beast inside of me roared, excited to be entangled with my female.

She wiggled, trying to get out of the position she was in, but I grabbed her wrists and slammed them above her head, nestling myself between her thighs. Her hate-filled gaze turned up to me, and I looked down at her in triumph. “I can see the fight in you dwindling, little minx. I don’t think you’ll be winning any time soon.”

Surprising the shit out of me, she wrapped her legs around my waist and rubbed herself against my growing cock. Looking down, I found her giving me an evil grin. Now, she wanted to win, and she wanted to win at all costs.

“Looks like you're more affected than me, big boy.”

I envisioned shoving my dick into that cocky little mouth to see how much noise it could make while stuffed full, but I’d let that go for another time. Today was about the build-up and the win.

Using one hand to keep her wrists pinned, the other grabbed at the back of her stretchy pants, yanking them down to reveal her center before swiping a finger through her wetness. She gasped in both surprise and pleasure. “What a big mouth you have for such a wet pussy.”

Her eyes narrowed as she wiggled her ass, trying to get me to leave her alone, but I wouldn't. Not when I was this close to getting even.

I quickly kneed her thigh, breaking her hold around my waist. Purposely leaving an opening to the right side, I leaned down to keep her left side trapped. Her only remaining option was to turn and try to escape for the right. When she did just that, I smiled at the little mouse falling for the cheese.

Before she could tell what was happening, I climbed on top, positioning her hips between mine. I pulled her arms backward, yanking her upward so I had all the power even though we were both on our knees.

She tried to yank herself free, but I tightened my grip on her arms while keeping my body firmly against her backside. Breathing against her ear, I said, “Now, this is a much better position, don’t you think?”

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