Page 91 of Fall Line


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I gotta hand it to him, Connor knows how to effectively motivate me. Digging deep, I grunt, strain, and probably pop every blood vessel in my eyes until my elbows are locked outabove me, and Connor helps guide my bar back into the J-hooks on the rack.

I sit up, but quickly drive the heels of my hands into my eyes. I’m dizzy from holding my breath as I fought the weight. Before opening them, I feel a hand clap my shoulder, and a familiar voice is next to my ear.

“Proud of you.”

By the time the stars are gone from my vision, Renner is with Gibson and Trent doing cardio, and Tasha and Angel are adjusting the weights on the barbell behind me.

“Oh, my bad. Let me get out of your way,” I tell the girls as I move off the bench.

My eyes scan the gym for Connor, but come up empty.

Another glance at Renner and the guys tells me they’re getting settled into their run, and I have a little bit of time before they call it quits.

I make my way toward them and let them know I’m going to end today’s session on the high note of my new max and head for the locker room. Once I’m inside, I hear a shower running, and as I approach, I recognize the Patterson Performance pullover hanging on the hook outside the shower curtain. I also recognize the familiar pile of clothes in the chair next to the stall.

Quietly, I strip out of my workout shorts and tank top and place them on the chair underneath his belongings. Peering around the corner of the shower curtain, I see that Connor has his back to me. I say a quick prayer that he doesn’t punch me in the face as I step in behind him and snake my arms around his waist.

He tries to spin around, but I tighten my hold.

“Relax, it’s just me,” I whisper.

“What thehellare you doing, Vox?Get out of here!” Connor hisses.

“I’m making sure you remember who you belong to,” I tell him, pressing kisses to his spine. “And you left before I could thank you for the help on the bench.” I wrap my hand around his dick, happy to discover it’s slick with soap. My other hand encircles his throat, and he leans his head back against my shoulder.

“This is such a bad idea,” he murmurs, growing hard in my hand. He’s spoken the words before, but that never stops him from following through.

“It’s been six fucking days, Connor. I’m dying,” I admit, rolling my hips into his decadent ass.

“I know. Trust me, Iknow.But we have to be smart, Vox, and this isn’t smart,” he says even as he pumps his hips into my fist.

“Then tell me when we can be alone.” I lightly bite his neck and shoulder while increasing the pressure at his throat, making him groan. Suddenly, we hear the door to the locker room open, and we both freeze.

Connor points toward the opening under the curtain. It’s not big, but it would be easy to tell there are two people in here because our feet are visible.

“Hop in my arms,” he whispers.

“What?”

“You heard me. Do it.”

I know Connor can support my weight, but this shower isn’tthatbig. Nonetheless, footsteps are growing closer, and I’m running out of time, so I plant my hands on Connor’s shoulders and jump, wrapping my legs around his hips.

He leans forward, pressing my back into the wall to help support some of my weight. His fingers are laced together under my ass, and our dicks are currently pressed against each other.

I hold my left index finger up to my mouth, telling him to be quiet.

He nods, but his eyes widen when I reach between us, grabbing both our dicks in my hand.

Connor mouths, “Vox, NO!” but it’s too late. It feels too damn good, and I miss him too fucking much.

The feel of his velvety cock against mine while the hot water rains down on us, our senses heightened from potentially being caught, and simply being with Connor like this again has me ready to spill faster than ever.

I bury my face in his neck as I roll my hips, trusting him to hold me.

“I’m gonna come,” I whisper a split second before I do. To prevent myself from crying out, I bite his neck.

Connor’s orgasm hits him a moment later. I feel his body quake, and suddenly, there’s more liquid coating our cocks. He returns the favor by biting my shoulder hard enough to break the skin, and I fucking love it.