I stood up and cupped his face, squeezing a little before I said, “Yes, you do look spectacular today.” I gave him a small kiss, and while I went around him to follow Rabid, I smacked him on the ass. “Now, go get ‘em, tiger.”
He rubbed his ass as he looked up at me with shock and a twinkle of humor in his eyes. “Well, now I know how that feels. I don't hate it as much as I thought I would.”
We laughed on our way out the front door, and all the guys were there, circling around Rabid as he gave them all jobs to do or things to watch out for. Duce gave me a little kiss on the cheek before he hopped down the steps and swung his leg over his bike, starting his bike before Rabid.
“Now who is the late one, asshole?”
All of us stood on the porch, watching Rabid glare at Duce as he started his engine and took off, Duce waving at us before facing forward. We all stayed standing like that until we couldn't see them anymore. Each guy peeled off in their own time until it was just me. All but one.
I felt his solid protective chest hit my back, and I leaned into it.They will come back soon, and then we can plan. Everything will be okay.
A small smile lifted across my face, appreciating what he was trying to do. I tipped my head back as far as it could go and looked up at Bricks. “Well, that might be so, but now what am I going to do? I don't have Duce to keep me busy or Rabid to tell me to do something. Gears is off doing… whatever he does, and you can’t pay me to be with Dino.”
He looked off into the distance for a second before smiling.It sounds like you need to focus on something instead of letting your mind wander. I can help you with that.
He backed up slowly, giving me enough warning to get steady before turning around and heading for the door. I watched his large body move with grace and light steps until he stopped at the door and turned to the side.
Are you coming?
At first, I was hoping he would be able to give me that ride I was itching for. The tension between us was thick whenever he was in the room, and the need to take things to another level was beginning to get unbearable. It was like that time in the booth was a taste, just a tease, of what I could have, and I wanted more.
I followed behind him like a good girl, only to be bummed that he took me into the personal gym I peeped on him in the other day. He told me to go get some clothes I could move in, and I was so thankful that Emma let me borrow a couple of pairs of leggings. I took one of Duce’s shirts and tied it in a knot at my stomach, and boom, I was ready for a workout.
Let's warm up first.
I bit my lip as my eyes were glued to his ass as he walked towards the center of the mat in gray sweatpants that curved around that ass tightly. He was wearing one of those extra opened-armed white tanks, letting those chest muscles bulge out with each breath. I imagined sliding my hands along the curve, gripping it with my hands as I pulled him onto me. Then my mind went to having his cock in my mouth, my hands tugging on his cheeks to get him deeper down my throat. To feel those rapid moans at what my mouth could do to him.
I licked my lips, lost in my vivid imagination, until I heard something drop in front of me, and I focused on what was going on. What was up with me? Being around these guys was doing something to me biologically. This was the only answer for how horny I was all the time around them. I looked down and saw two thick, braided ropes.
Since it looked like you were in a world of your own, I decided against calisthenics and gave you the heavy ropes. Let’s see a hundred whips on each hand, and then we will add kicks to it.
I picked up the ropes, thinking this would be easy, but noticed that there was a dark line weaved into the ropes. I looked closer and saw that it was a type of metal. My competitive side reared its ugly head, and I picked up both ropes. “Bring it on, big boy. I can do whatever you throw my way.”
Bricks decided that I needed to be put through the wringer, and after the ropes, with and without the kicks, he had me doing large sets of burpees, medicine ball tosses, and every variation of pull-ups you could think of. I had not sweated so much since my first week in CIA training, and even then, they didn’t work me this hard.
I was pleasantly surprised by Bricks. Even with my obsessive competitiveness and my rude razzing, he kept up with me. Trading barbs with me, egging me on, always offering a sliver of support when I gritted my teeth to finish. He was the perfect workout buddy.
By the time I felt my muscles telling me to give up, he had stopped me. It was time to cool down and stretch. I almost never stretched after a workout. It always felt like unnecessary steps, but this time I needed it.
We sat down in front of each other, our legs spread out as the soles of our feet touched. He put out his hands, and I rested mine in his as he pulled me forward, only going so far until my body gave some pullback.
Tell me something about yourself.
I blew out a laugh. “Me?” I almost moaned as he tugged me, stretching just the right spot. “Oh, I'm not that interesting.”
I looked up and saw him smile at me with sad eyes and that didn't sit right with me. I think he knew it, too, because he kept doing it. Finally, after a few more tries, I let up. “I like chocolate.”
He had this cute laugh that was all exaggerated breaths, and I smiled back up at him. “No, really. Like, I enjoy chocolate much more than anything else. If I had my way, I would be a big girl with chocolate stains down the front of all my shirts. Gobbling it up for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.”
Got it. So, I need to keep chocolate on me at all times.
I sighed into the mat. “Oh, god. Don't do that or else I will never leave your side.”
Perfect.
I kicked at his leg softly, enough to let him know he was being silly, and he grinned at me. It was the first time he had a boyish playfulness brighten up his face, and I couldn't stop staring at it. I watched his eyes soften and relax, openly staring back at me as I looked into his dark eyes. They were two pools of molten dark chocolate that were staring into my soul, and I almost fell into them. I steadied myself as I came up with something to distract me.
“What about you? If you're going to keep this up, we should answer-for-answer. It's only fair.” I clucked my tongue, expecting him to fight me, but instead, it looked like he was considering it.
