Ripp grabbed his sweaty shirt off the floor. “None of his guys will be allowed through the door.” Nikolai was smart. He’d find a way in if he wanted. Ripp walked over to me and placed his hands on my shoulders. “Are you going to be okay alone here?”
I glared at him. “Don’t ever ask me that again.”
He winked at me. “I like pissing you off.”
He strolled out the door and I moved to the row of free weights lined up on the rack in front of the mirrored wall. I was about to grab the set of fifteen pounds, but then Seth appeared in the doorway, shirtless and in a pair of athletic shorts. When we were in the hot tub together, it was dark outside, and I couldn’t really see every aspect of his body. The man had the perfect physique, all chiseled and ripped. I wanted to slide my hands down his chest and feel all the ridges.
“If you’re not done training, you can spar with me,” he said, meeting my gaze in the mirror.
I picked up the weights and started a set of bicep curls. “No, thanks,” I answered, watching my reflection.
My heart thudded so hard against my sternum that it made me lightheaded. It didn’t help that I couldn’t stop my eyes from wandering in Seth’s direction. Seth let out a low chuckle and sat on the weight bench, his grin smug.
“I get it,” he goaded. “You’re too afraid to fight me.”
A loud huff escaped my lips, and I slammed the weights on the rack. “All right, Mr. Fancy Pants,” I challenged, pointing at the mat, “let’s go.”
Seth’s eyes darkened and he smiled. “With pleasure.”
He turned to walk over to the mat, and it was the first time I’d ever seen his bare back. Spanning across his shoulders and down to his waist was a huge dragon tattoo, with the Michelson insignia in the middle of the dragon’s chest. I hated to admit it, but I found it sexy on him. Seth took his place on the mat, and I stretched my neck from side to side.
“Have you ever physically fought anyone before?” I asked, trying to taunt him.
Seth smirked and rolled his shoulders. “Once or twice.”
I bit my lip, the anticipation building and about to explode from within me. “Well, let’s not waste any more time.”
I lunged forward, aiming for his chest with a swift punch. Seth easily dodged it and grabbed my wrist, pulling me toward him and twisting my arm behind my back. I winced at the pain but refused to let him see me submit. With a quick movement of my leg, I kicked him in the shin, and he stumbled back, loosening his hold on me. I took the opportunity to turn around and face him again.
Seth advanced toward me, his eyes blazing with the heat of the fight. I felt my own fire ignite within me, and I met him head-on. He blocked every one of my blows and moved quickly across the mat. It was as if I was fighting against a trained MMA fighter. How was that even possible? Then again, I’d heard his brother was a skilled fighter. It shouldn’t surprise me that Seth was just as good. By the way he moved, I was beginning to think he’d beat Ripp in the ring. However, there was no way I would ever tell Ripp that.
Suddenly, Seth lunged forward, grabbing my arm and pulling me toward him. I slipped but managed to stay on my feet. I quickly regained my balance and swung my leg around, attempting to knock him off his feet. Seth dodged my attack, and I stumbled again, this time falling to the mat. He grabbed me around the waist and took the brunt of the fall, then rolled me onto my back, his body on top of mine. I could feel his breath on my face, hot and heavy. My heart raced as I looked up at him, his eyes dark with desire. I tried to push him off, but his grip was too strong.
Instead, he leaned in closer, his lips grazing my ear. “I want you so fucking bad, Wren. After our kiss last night, I didn’t want to let you go,” he whispered. He sucked my lobe between his teeth. “Say you want this just as much as I do.”
My body betrayed me as I felt a surge of heat between my legs. I couldn’t deny the attraction I felt toward Seth, even though I knew it was wrong. I promised myself I wouldn’t cross that line. But as Seth’s hand trailed down my body, stopping at the hem of my shorts, I couldn’t resist any longer. I arched my back, silently begging for more. Seth didn’t need any more encouragement. His lips crashed onto mine, and I moaned in pleasure as he kissed me deeply. His fingers worked under my shorts, teasing me until I could barely stand it. I knew I was playing with fire, but I didn’t care.
I tugged at his clothing, our kisses never stopping. Heat rushed to my cheeks when I realized I was completely naked. I slipped my hand into his shorts and groaned when I wrapped my hands around his cock. My body trembled with the thought of him being inside me. Slowly, I stroked him from base to tip, loving how he moaned into my mouth when he kissed me. He sat up, his breaths husky and low as he kicked off his shorts, his cock thick and heavy between his legs. He spread my legs wide, his eyes so dark as he raked them over my body. I lay on the mat, my body trembling in anticipation. Seth’s hands moved over my curves, kneading and caressing them until I felt like I was melting into the floor.
His lips found my neck, trailing kisses down my chest, pausing to suckle my nipples until I was arching into him, moaning with pleasure. I gasped as his fingers moved lower, pushing inside me and sending a wave of heat coursing through my body. Seth’s body pressed against mine and I felt his hard length pushing into me as he shifted so that his tip barely entered me. He kissed me harder as he moved his hips forward, pushing into me with one smooth thrust that sent me spiraling into bliss. My hips moved with his, and I wrapped my legs around his waist, meeting each thrust with an intensity that increased until our bodies were gliding together in perfect harmony. Every nerve in my body was alive, each movement intensifying the pleasure and drawing me closer and closer to the brink of ecstasy.
My breaths came out in rapid pants, and I dug my nails into Seth’s back as my release started to explode from within me.
“You’re so fucking tight,” he growled, thrusting harder. “I’m going to come.”
“Do it,” I begged, squeezing my legs tighter around him.
Seth groaned and picked up his pace. I could feel his climax beginning to take hold and I closed my eyes, letting the sensations wash over me. With a few final thrusts, we both reached our peak together. The pleasure was overwhelming, and I couldn’t help but cry out as we both exploded into each other. Once the aftershock of the orgasms subsided, Seth kissed me and slowly pulled out, his eyes searching mine.
“Wren, are you okay?” he asked with genuine concern in his golden-hazel gaze.
“This did not happen, and it will never happen again,” I warned him.
Seth smirked and stood, extending his hand to help me up. “Are you sure about that?”
Smacking his hand away, I jumped up and grabbed my clothes off the floor, quickly putting them on. Instead of replying, I stormed out of the gym, my steps pounding on the marble floor. I thought giving in just once would quell the aching between my legs, but it only made it worse. I wanted more . . . a whole lot more.
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