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Slowly, I lowered myself into the side splits, then bent forward until my chest hit the floor. Stretching my arms under the beam, I used them for leverage, dragging my body forward until I cleared it.

Relaxation set in as I began to enjoy the challenge. I always enjoyed gymnastics, and navigating these beams was a thrilling test of skill. How fun would it be to play with this sort of course without the element of danger? Maybe I could convince Marko to help me set up something similar at home?

Home! Yes, Marko and the Rominov residence had quickly become a place of happiness and peace for me. I loved the house and the people in it and I especially loved the sexy nerd who I knew would be watching my every move right now with lust in his eyes and likely an uncomfortable presence making itself known in his pants.

My heart warmed at the thought of my Russian Bratva man. As soon as everything with the MP was over and he was safely out of the way, I was going to Mr Sexy Merd how I felt. I wanted to stay with him after all of this was over and see where the future took us.

“First, you need to get through the rest of this mission,” I reminded myself, snapping my focus back to what I was doing.

Pulling myself into a sitting position, I transitioned to a normal split and carefully brought my legs together. Standing up in the tight space was tricky, but I managed it. Thank goodness I was so flexible.

The next challenge involved horizontal beams spaced less than a foot apart. Turning sideways, I held my breath, bent forward, and flattened my back. Balancing on my right leg, I bent my left knee and slowly extended it to pass through the second and third beams.

Shuffling my right foot closer, I held the position, then slowly lowered my left leg. When my toes touched the ground, rising onto the toes of my right foot, I sucked in my stomach, said a quick prayer, and carefully manoeuvred my hips through the gap. The process felt agonisingly slow, but within a few seconds, I was clear. Pulling my right leg through, I stood up and let out a relieved breath!

The movement left me standing side-on in the perfect position to pass through the next set of beams, which were vertically positioned. I was over halfway to the end, so I took the time to allow myself a few more deep breaths to keep calm.

Even though they were slightly closer together, I sidestepped through them quickly, glad that the all-in-one I had on flattened my boobs and lifted my bum.

Three more sets of beams lay ahead. The first was another horizontal set, identical to the previous one, so I tackled it in the same way. Next came a set similar to the first, and I slipped into side splits, repeating my initial moves. Having tackled these before boosted my confidence, allowing me to navigate them more swiftly this time.

Finally, I came to the last but trickiest set of beams and my nerves kicked in again. This was going to be tough.

My hands shook, and my stomach churned. Sucking in a breath, I held it before slowly releasing it again. I needed to gain control; even a millimetre off could spell disaster.

Closing my eyes, I heard my dad’s voice giving me one of his pep talks.

“Come on, Melissa. This is child’s play. Focus and discipline are all you need.”

Feeling more positive, I breathed deeply, forcing myself to relax as I took a few seconds to think through my next moves.

Eyes narrowed; I studied the beams. Several horizontal beams ran along the bottom, reaching hip height, but they were too close to pass through. Above them, criss-crossed beams formed a web; the only way through was to shimmy between them at their widest point.

Visualising the best path, I took another deep breath to steady my nerves and moved forward an inch. There was no time for second-guessing. Bending at the waist, I placed my hands flat on the ground. With my weight on them, I carefully lifted my legs, straightening into a handstand, and shuffled closer to the beams.

Slowly and deliberately, I lowered my legs behind me, threading them between the criss-crossed beams until my feet touched the ground. In a back bend, I shuffled the tiniest bit forward, keeping my back high to avoid touching the beams. Transferring all my weight to my feet, I tightened my core and slowly, inch by inch I lifted my torso up and shimmied my body through the lasers in a limbo style movement. When my head cleared them, I stood and turned towards Marko. I felt like jumping for joy, but I restrained myself and settled for a grin and a wink.

CHAPTER 26

MARKO

STILL THE SAME DAY - THE ESCAPE!

As Melissa contorted her body into awe-inspiring positions, my mouth hung open. Knowing she could do this stuff and actually seeing her do it were two different things. I was completely mesmerised by every move she made.

The breath caught in my throat as I watched her tackle the final beams, shimmying beneath them with meticulous precision. When she turned toward me, smiling after completing the most impressive feat of agility I’d ever witnessed, I exhaled in a rush.

My sexy little cat burglar was practically buzzing with the energy radiating from her, and the joy on her face made my heart race. A wave of desire surged through me, threatening to bring me to my knees. God, that was nerve-wracking and the sexiest thing I’d ever seen.

I’d assumed that her years of gymnastics had made her flexible, but I hadn’t quite realised just how flexible. Seeing her complete those moves made all kinds of wicked thoughts race through my mind.

I wonder if I can get her to do that in sexy lingerie later? Or better yet naked?

Melissa’s display left me hornier than any lap dance I’d ever experienced. I definitely planned to explore those moves on a more intimate level in the future. My mind swirled with images of things I hoped to try, and I zoned out lost in my fantasies as a grin spread across my face and I adjusted myself.

“Your turn!” she said, snapping me out of my daydreams.

Huh? What? Oh, right! Yes! Work! Dangerous situation! Need to move! My addled brain finally came back online. Geez! I needed to get a grip.

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