Page 51 of Giovanni
Giovanni’s grip on my elbow tightens slightly, a gesture of support.
“You’re here, putting in the work, and that’s what matters. Everyone’s journey is different, and comparison only sets you back. You’re strong, capable, and making progress. That’s something to be proud of.”
“You’re required to say that as my trainer.”
Giovanni chuckles softly at my response, his eyes twinkling with a different emotion as he pulls me around the corner and away from the busyness of the main gym floor. He backs me against the wall, his body flush with mine. His hard cock pressing into my soft stomach when he tilts my chin upwards to look him in the eye.
“Maybe as your trainer, but I’m also your lover. And I can tell you that I love your body.”
His hand slips up my arm, grazing the side of my breast over my shirt.
“I love the weight of your breasts in my hand as I pump into you from behind. I love spreading your delicious thighs and finding your sweet spot. And you know I love your round ass. It makes me want to take you right now in the sauna.”
His bluntness is out of character and makes me horny as can be, especially when he moves his hips to press his cock harder against me.
“I know a byproduct of improving health is your physical appearance. But make no mistake, you’re stunning to me as you are.”
The desire coursing through my body is beyond belief with how open and accepting he is of me. I feel stunned by the way he’s looking at me right now.
“I could kiss you right now,” I blurt out, my hands lightly cupping his sides. I’m unsure how much his colleagues know about us. The last thing I’d want is to get him in trouble with Mr. Daniels.
“Kiss me, is all? I’m hurt.”
He taunts me with a suggestive eyebrow, and I know he’s joking even though we both want more.
“Maybe I’ll takeyouin the sauna.”
My hands move to his hips, thrusting them toward me to where I’m pinned against the wall.
“I’d love to see that happen.”
He steps back, forcing my hands to fall away when the group fitness music stops pulsing, and the door swings open to chattering people leaving the glass.
“Now, let’s get this workout in since I have a surprise in store for you.”
“Another surprise?”
With a twitch to his mustache, he leans forward and whispers, “Yes, now be a good girl and get that sweet round ass out to the gym floor.”
15
GIOVANNI
Feeling disappointed about not seeing Kacie last night would be putting it mildly. The moment she sent the text canceling our workout and spending the night—which was going to be a first for us —I felt deflated. I completely understand that her work is her priority, and I’d never want to get in the way of that. So, I texted her back, suggesting I could bring her dinner or anything else she might need to make her evening a bit easier.
But her brief response, a simple ‘no, but thank you,’ left me feeling even more downhearted. I know we’re in a good place in our relationship, but her succinct replies didn’t do much to alleviate my disappointment.
My moodiness carried forth into today, Frank noticing and commenting on it. I brushed it off as having gotten a bad night of sleep, something he bought. We exchanged brief texts this morning between my clients, but finally seeing her in person and her making a new gym friend relieved me. But spending time with her during our workout fixed the rest. As I walk her out to her car, the afternoon sun warm against the crisp, cool air, she touches my arm to stop me.
“Are you all right?”
Those beautiful green eyes stare up at me, the lip balm she put on, complaining of chapped lips glistening in the sunlight and begging me to kiss her obscenely in the middle of this parking lot.
“I think so.”
I’m not at a hundred percent, but when she sees what I have in store for us, I know I’ll return to normal. Her hands move to her waist, planting against her hips while the breeze blows her silky curls away from her face—another nudge from the universe to kiss her and not care if my boss sees.
“That’s not very convincing.”
