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“I’d like that,” Ryan says. “Thanks very much.”

I know my mother. This is not an invitation into the fold. It’s an interview, possibly an interrogation. Ryan, though, isn’t remotely fazed.

“It’s been lovely to meet you, Kathy, but I’ll leave you two to catch up. I’m sure Briony is desperate to hear all about your holiday. Briony, I’ll message you later, okay?”

He bends and gives me a quick kiss, right there in front of my mother. Then he gives Penny a pat, nods to Mum again, and lets himself out.

No sooner has the door clicked shut behind him than Mum says, “Really, Briony? He’s your boyfriend now?”

CHAPTER THIRTY

RYAN

Ryan

Hope breakfast with your mum wasn’t too awkward

Briony

It wasn’t quite how I was planning to start my week

Ryan

Fancy a self-defence lesson after work?

Briony

I remember how the last one went, so YES. Count me in

Ryan

Oi, there’ll be none of that. At least, not until after. Lesson first, I’m serious. I want you to learn this stuff

Briony

Fine

Briony’s pussy clamps down hard on my cock, and she cries out as she comes.

She’s flat on her back on the gym mat, naked from the waist down. I’m kneeling between her thighs, holding her open by the backs of her knees.

“That’s it, baby. Scream as loud as you like. The floor’s soundproofed, remember?”

She takes me at my word, and the sounds she makes have me pounding into her harder. Looking down, I can see everything. Her pussy stretched tight around me. My cock dragging out of her then sinking back in.

I feel it coming, that tightening in my balls. I bury myself in her and let loose, filling the condom.

“Fuck!”

For a while we just stay as we are, both of us breathing hard.

Then Briony says, “So much for waiting till after the lesson.” She giggles.

“Aye, well.” I carefully pull out then collapse onto the mat beside her. My shorts and boxers are shoved down past my knees. Her leggings and knickers are in a heap somewhere over by the kettlebells.

“I swear I wanted to do the lesson first. You just do something to me, flower girl.”

I squint at the clock on the wall. We’ve been here twenty minutes. We maybe managed two of self-defence.