Page 114 of Gym Bros
He lifts his hips beneath me, and I feel the head of his cock against my ass. “I don’t remember saying that.”
“You didn’t make me drive halfway across the city just to teach me two punches did you?”
“No.”
“Then why?”
He gives me a casual shrug. “Figured you were probably bored.”
“Uh-huh. Totally selfless act, huh?”
“Totally. But if you want me to submit you again…”
I tighten my hold on his wrists, putting all my weight into it before I bend down to give him a long, full kiss. Then I pull away and look into his slightly dazed eyes. “Dare you.”
18
SAMUEL
Excaliburis crap at actual grappling, but he’s not too terrible at high school style wrestling, so we stay on the mat awhile. Too long really because I’ve been hard since the first arm bar. Wrestling him isn’t helping matters because even when we’re not on top of each other, he’s pulling up his shorts and showing more leg, or pushing his hair out of his face, which is sexy as fuck. He’s sweatier than I’ve ever seen him, and something about his legs in particular covered in perspiration makes me imagine what he’d look like walking out of an ocean in an ad for cologne or something.
In that particular fantasy, I picture him like a Renaissance painting with his average junk and his slim frame. It’s a goddamn vision of smooth skin and nipples and wet hair.
I’m trying to be gentle with him, but he’s getting rambunctious with an evil look in his eyes, forcing me to up my game. He can’t outmatch me, but he’s pretty quick and slippery. However, out here in the middle of this mat, I’m basically twice his size, and once I get a hand around his arm or his ankle, he’s screwed.
He comes at me from the rear this time, and I give him aride, bending over and flinging him over my back, throwing him to the mat.
“Fuck,” he puffs as the air rushes out of him, and then he laughs.
I straddle him, pinning him in place with my ass on his knees and my hands on his chest. “You’re toast.”
He gropes for my crotch, and I immediately scramble off him, laughing, too. “Dirty fucking fighter.”
“Told you,” he gasps through his laughter.
I fucking love seeing him like this. For lack of a better word—he’s acting his age. If I’m honest, he’s acting younger than that, though—more like a sixteen or seventeen year old—sometimes twelve, but I’ll take it. He’s gone nearly two weeks without being condescending at all. Sarcastic and a smart ass—always, but no more pats on the head for me. I get thirsty looks and tempting panties. I usually even get eggs in the morning.
And now I’m even getting conversations. We’re definitely still in the fuck each other’s brains out stage of whatever the hell this is, but one thing’s changing. I’m beginning to trust him. When he dropped his guard, I guess I couldn’t help but follow suit, and I don’t hate this—whatever we’re doing here.
I wrap my arms around him, and he cups my cheeks. We kiss, lightly at first, then deeper. Slower. My cock is straining to get to him, so hard it feels like it might snap in half if he moves the wrong way, and he’s definitely moving. Moaning and making out with me like we’re two teenagers under the bleachers. I’m down bad for this guy. No doubt about it.
He kisses me like I’m the best thing to ever happen to his mouth. He seems about as interested in cooling things off as I do, which is to say—not at all.
Speaking of cooling off, though, he’s about to get stripped naked if we don’t separate. “We should hit the showers,” I tell him.
“I don’t have anything to change into.”
“I have a ton of stuff here. Come on.” I stand, offering him my hand. He takes it, and I pull him up.
“I’m not a huge fan of public showers.”
“They’re not that bad. If you’re scared, we can share a stall.”
“I’m terrified,” he assures me.
I smile and lead the way.
I do another scan of the gym to make sure we’re still alone. It’s not a hundred percent guaranteed thateveryonewent to the party I opted out of after a half-hearted offer for me to join the rest of them. But it’s been two hours since the last person left that I know of. I checked the weight room and sauna and everything. I even poked my head into the hall where the offices are. Didn’t see anyone.
