“Say that again,” Marlo says darkly as he walks behind her.
“Invest in the women’s locker room, then, Marlo,” she snipes back as he waves her off.
“How many women are members here?” I ask.
“Uh, well, me and this behemoth named Judith, who is trying for the world's strongest woman competition. She’s terrifying.”
“I gotta say, this place is pretty great.”
“It is. It’s a gem. Don’t tell anyone else about it, though, I don’t want it getting too popular,” she says, still smiling broadly. It’s clear she’s in her element here, and I can’t blame her. “Come on.”
She carries my bag over to the locker rooms for me, and I’m about to head into the men’s when she grabs my hand and pulls me into the ladies.
“Jax!” I protest, but as I stumble inside, closing my eyes reflexively, I realize that it’s completely empty. I grunt as she shoves me against the door and pushes her hands under my shirt.
“Let me feel those abs,” she says, smoothing over my sweaty muscles. It takes me three seconds to be fully hard.
“You’re a menace,” I mutter.
“Wanna take me in the showers?”
“Oh my god.”
“This one’s on me,” she says, making a mixture of discomfort and desire swirl inside me. “Seeing as you came all this way and paid a hundred bucks for the privilege.”
“I think Rory might have the hots for you.”
She drags me back toward the showers.
“We used to date,” she says casually, as she strips off her clothes. I stop dead, considering whether I should go back and punch the guy.
“When?” I ask irritably.
She smiles, looking over her shoulder at me. “Three years ago. He wasnotthe right guy for me. Way too boring.”
Without warning, she yanks at my shirt, flipping me around so I’m facing her and shoving me back into the showers. I’m expecting a long row of cubicles, but instead it’s designed like a men's shower, with no dividers and only two showerheads.
“Wow, you weren’t kidding that these showers aren’t that—FUCK!”
Jax turns on the shower, and freezing cold water cascades over me, soaking me in seconds. Her high-pitched laugh is drowned out by the water, and then she screams as I drag her under with me.
“You fucker,” I say, shivering as I capture her mouth with mine, and her hand slides down my stomach and takes commanding hold of my cock. “You looked seriously hot in the ring.” I say, peeling the clothes off her one by one. “I could watch you box every day.”
“Back at ya,” she says, her eyes gleaming as I shove her against the wall as we strip off the rest of our clothes, not caringabout if anyone else might walk in. She squeals as I push her up against the freezing wall, and her legs wrap around me.
“Fuck me,” she says urgently.
“Oh, I plan to,” I say, slamming my mouth over hers and gripping her tight to my body, the water turning warm as we lose ourselves beneath it.
Chapter 37
Jax
Gray’s hand moves up my back as I rise above him, pushing down on his cock as he groans under me. It isn’t even 8 a.m., but as soon as I got into the office this morning, he asked me to come in.
Locking the door within three seconds of my entering the room, he had me naked from the waist down and straddling him on his office chair.
His long, thick cock slides into me as I groan, losing myself in the rhythm as I hear the rumble of voices outside from people arriving for the day.
