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I blow out air from my lungs, exasperated, but I know I’m not going to win this argument. “Okay.”

Chapter thirteen

Mateo

By the afternoon, we make it to the gym. Thankfully, Bear was willing to watch Oliver so I can give Cecilia my full attention. My body is keyed up from the idea that there is someone out there who actually put their hands on her. I need to expend some energy, but it will have to be after I give Cecilia her first actual lesson. I open the door for her.

“After you,” I say as gentlemanly as possible, bowing slightly to her.

She cracks a smile at my antics. Good. I’m hoping we can both relax enough to enjoy our session. My cock hardens at the memory of the last time I tried to teach her. I escort her to the back room, heading straight to the closet and grab the padded helmet. “Remember that you need to wear this anytime we train.”

“Yes, sir,” she breathes out as I come closer to her. I see her nipples are pebbling. Fuck, she’s already turned on.

I hand her the helmet and press my lips to her ear. “Focus, Pretty Girl. Lesson first, then I can take care of your other need.”

Her face reddens with my words, and I feel a triumph in making her blush. But we need to focus, so I take a step back. “Do you remember the spots to hit?”

“Yes.”

“Do you remember what you do after you stop them from hurting you?”

She nods. “I yell and run to get help.”

“Good girl.”

Her eyes dilate and the blush from earlier deepens as she hears my praise. I file that in the back of my mind for later. “Let’s work on making a fist, and then we can practice hitting a punching bag.”

“Sounds good.”

“Make a fist.” I grab her forearm, forcing her to extend it so I can inspect it. “That looks good, but don’t put your thumb on the inside of your palm. You want your thumb on the outside over these knuckles.” I explain as I rub my calloused fingers across her knuckles.

She shivers at my touch but does exactly what I asked. I move my legs one in front of the other to show a fighting stance. “Now, you’re going to put your legs like mine.”

Cecilia follows and puts her legs into a fighting stance. I assess her as she does it to make sure that she’s standing properly. “All of your power is going to come from your legs. When you punch, you’re going to bend your knees slightly and use them to push off and propel your fist forward.”

I show her exactly what I mean as I punch the air. “Now, you try it.”

She does and I’m surprised by how quickly she’s catching on, but don’t let it show. I move up behind her, placing one hand on her waist and the other on the arm throwing a fist. “You’re doing good. But make sure you put your whole body behind the punch. It will give you more power.” I caress down her arm while tightening my grip on her waist.

“You look so fucking sexy,” I grind out.

She spins in my arms and presses her plump tits against me, looking up at me through a curtain of hair that has fallen out of her ponytail.

“Do you know how sexy you look taking charge like this?” She purrs.

I’m in so much fucking trouble. It’s so hard to stay focused on teaching her when all I want to do is get inside of her. Shit, I’m just going to have to suck up my jealousy and let Dexter teach her. He’s the best option since he’s with someone.

Cecilia breaks me out of my thoughts when she leans up on her tippy toes and places her lips on mine.

The kiss starts off slow and tentative, but as it goes on, she seems to get bolder. She licks my lips, demanding that I open up, which I comply with right away. I could never deny her. She slips her tongue into my mouth and that’s when I snap. Our tongues battle for who is in control and she loses quickly.

My hands move down to her ass and I lift her up. She instantly wraps those beautiful thighs around my waist. I can feel the heat from her pussy, and it makes me even harder. “Mateo. I need you inside me.”

“I love when you beg for my cock, Pretty Girl.”

Remembering how last time she became so embarrassed, I quickly move us to the corner of the room, making it harder for someone to see us if they burst in. Laying her down, I kiss my way down her gorgeous body. I want her to feel like a goddess. I need her to know how desperate I am for her.

“I love your body. I love the way you are so responsive to my touch,” I rasp.

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