Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 90252 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 451(@200wpm)___ 361(@250wpm)___ 301(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90252 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 451(@200wpm)___ 361(@250wpm)___ 301(@300wpm)
For a man who offered up his room to me, he avoids me a lot. I guess he hadn’t really offered up his room per se. I had insisted that we could share. He had a giant bed, but he made sure he was always all the way over on his side. So much so that I swear if he moved one more inch away from me, he would fall off the damn thing. Would a cuddle be too much to ask? Sheesh.
I quickly put on my workout gear, feeling frustrated with the situation with Diego. Maybe a workout isn't such a bad idea. I meet Clover in the lounge area. She pops up wearing her normal yoga pants and shirt. She kills me sometimes. She thinks she’s chubby, but if you ask me, she’s got killer curves. She often reminds me of a pinup girl. As for me, I’m in tight shorts and a sports bra.
It’s all I wear when I work out. It’s going to be nice not to have Falcon, my trainer, there barking orders at me.
When we enter the gym, three heads swing around to look our way. Charles, Tiernan, and Diego.
Diego was mid-sentence. Something along the lines of, “She has someone after her. We need to keep an eye on surveillance.” He clams up when he sees us.
Tiernan goes back to punching the bag that hangs from the ceiling. This gym is no joke. It even has a freakin’ boxing ring. I shouldn’t be shocked, because these men look like they work out every day. Maybe multiple times a day.
Charles heads straight for Clover. He lifts her over his shoulder and gives her ass a smack, making her giggle.
“You better not be in here trying to work off those curves I love so much.”
My heart melts. I can’t help but be a little jealous.
Charles carries Clover out of the gym while saying something about giving her a workout himself.
Tiernan follows behind them talking about checking the perimeter. That leaves only Diego and me in the gym.
I can feel Diego’s eyes on me. I don’t even have to look to know. I can tell by the way my body heats. I peek over in his direction anyway, because I love staring at him. He looks at me differently than any other man ever has.
I walk over to the mat to stretch, thinking I’ll just do the treadmill. It’s only seconds before a big shadow looms over me. I look up to see a very angry Diego standing there. I give him a bright smile. He doesn’t return the gesture.
I bet the look he’s giving me right now would scare the crap out of other people. I’m not afraid of Diego, though. In fact, it’s when he’s close to me that I feel the safest.
“Where are your clothes?” His nostrils flare. I can tell every muscle in his body is tense. His hands that are at his sides are fisted, and his eyes roam my body.
“This is what I work out in.”
“You can’t wear this in front of the others.”
“Why?” I bat my lashes, enjoying the way he tenses, enjoying the way I grow wet just from his heated glare.
“You know why.” He pulls his own shirt off.
My eyes run down his abs and his shorts. There is no missing his hard-on. What would he do if I reached up and freed his cock and took him into my mouth? I lick my lips, having the sudden urge to do exactly that. I move so I’m on my knees in front of him.
“Those aren't clothes,” he growls out.
“Should I take them off?” I ask as I reach for the top of his shorts and give them a tug. I think he’s going to stop me, but he doesn't. His cock springs free. I suck in a breath when I see it. Diego is clearly big all over. Cum leaks from the head of his cock. I lean forward and lick it. The salty taste fills my mouth, causing a moan to slip out of me.
“You have to stop.” His tone is low. He sounds like he’s in pain.
I don’t stop. I wrap my hands around his cock, giving him a few strokes. He’s so thick in my hand, his cock smoother than I thought it could be. Smooth and soft, but hard underneath.
“Fuck,” he growls.
“I’ve never done this before,” I admit right before I take him into my mouth. I’m not a prude. I know what a blowjob is. I suck him to the back of my mouth and back to the top. I swirl my tongue around the head before I take him even deeper into my throat.
His fingers tangle in my hair as his hips start to move with me. He thrusts in and out of my mouth while saying my name over and over again. I take as much as I can, licking and sucking as wet sounds bounce off the mirrored walls.