She could feel his presence long before he spoke to her. She could tell by the look on other peoples faces that he was stood behind her watching her work out, probably sneaking pictures of her bum as she leant further forwards over the cross trainer and stepped it up a little.
She jolted slightly as his finger run up the outside of her thigh and his lips gently brushed her arm. "I've missed you." he mumbled, his voice as soft as silk.
She turned her face towards him, knowing she was probably sweaty and red from her work out, but she couldn't resist looking at him.
She raised her eyes to his, blue meeting brown, refusing to let his chiseled abs intrude into her mind and making her hot.
"Did you now." she replied.
He slid one hand down her backside, cupping a little just as he let her go. "Come find me when you've finished."
She could only nod.
She finished her work out on the cross trainer and headed to the mats. The only thing possessing her mind was knowing that he couldn't resist her when she squatted in front of the mirrors.
She took stock of her core bag and slung it across her shoulders, stood straight and squared up in front of the mirror. She couldn't help the smile that slid across her face as she watched him take a seat on the bench behind her, a few of his friends hovering around him.
She breathed deeply and started her squats, the whole time being able to hear the quiet conversation going on between him and his friends. She knew what they said, she knew how much he wound them up about their love life, about the jealousy that seeped through the group.
Hurry up
The text was demanding, as always, and she knew if she teased him any more than she already had he'd pin her earlier than she wanted.
She sent him a snapshot of her stepping out of the shower, and headed to her locker to get her stuff.
That isnt hurrying up. How many people are there??
