“This sucks” She mumbled, puffing as she jumped ropes. She could feel sweat gliding down her back and inside her sports bra, making her scrunch her nose in disgust.
“It doesn’t. Come on, you know you can do it” Kevin smiled at her, looking ironically comfortable jumping like a school boy.
“I know I can. I just think it’s stupid” And damn, but talking at the same time wasn’t a really good idea. Breathing was suddenly very difficult too.
She stopped jumping and threw the ropes towards the opposite corner of the room: those were fun when she was 6, now they were instruments of torture. Grumbling against Kevin and his stupid ideas, she buried her face in her towel and inhaled slowly. There, her heart rate was getting back to normal.
“Okay, let’s try something else then” He patted her butt and grabbed her upper arm, pulling her with him. And leaving her no other choice.
“Kevin, please, I’m tired”
“Uh uh. This was just the beginning”
“You’re going to kill me, you know that?” She stared at him darkly but he just smirked.
“I thought you wanted to accompany me to the gym. You said you wanted to come with me, hon”
“I know but I wanted to look at you, not join you!” Was he dumb? Hell, just the thought of watching him sweat was incentive enough to make her leave their bed so early. That and the reward of seeing his muscles bunch under the strain of the weights. She sighed and stared at him…so yes, he was sweaty now, but so was she. Damn it.
“What’s that?” She eyed his outstretched hands wearily.
“Boxing gloves”
“Alll riiight”
“Put them on”
“No way. I’m not into violence” She turned around but he put his arm around her midriff and pulled her towards him.
“Please” He murmured, his breath hitting her over-warm neck.
“You’re not playing fair”
She felt his answering smile on her skin. “But you love me”
“I do. I still don’t want to fight”
“It’s not fighting per say. It’s keeping in shape”
“Yeah right”
She turned around and let him adjust the gloves on her hands. Getting kitted out himself, he made her stand a good meter away from him then said. “Okay, hit me”
“I thought you said it wasn’t fighting!”
“Come on, baby. Try it”
She sighed once more and leveled her hands. “Alright. You asked for it”
He simply smiled. A smile that turned into a frown when she hit his shoulder. Hard. “Ouch”
“Are you okay? Kevin? Oh fuck, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you”
“I’m fine” He shook his head and patted his shoulder slowly. “I’m fine. That was good. Really good” He emphasized.
“Really?”
“Hell yeah. I didn’t know you were that strong” He grimaced, making her laugh.
“You asked for it, Kev”
“I did. Right, keep going”
“Another one?”
“Yep. Bend your knees and then hit me”
She focused on him, then moved swiftly and hit his stomach. A deep whoosh left his mouth and she watched Kevin slowly slide to the floor.
Kneeling beside him, she touched his head, his stomach, his arms…everywhere. Making sure he was okay. She didn’t break anything, did she? Surely, she wasn’t that strong?
“Ahh” Two arms had grabbed her waist and pulled her on top of him. Then two eyes opened, staring at her, full of mischief. And lust.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m hurt. You have to take care of me”
“On top of you?”
He nodded. “Yep”
She shook her head and smirked. “Where does it hurt then?”
He arched his back, pushing his hips into hers.
“I see. Seems to me like you have a very long, very hard bump there” She slid down his legs and stared at his crotch.
“Make it better?” She couldn’t help it, she laughed. “What?”
“I’m sorry” She giggled. “It’s just silly”
“You don’t want to make me better?” He asked somberly.
“Of course, I do. It’s just…” She looked up at his face and said. “Oh alright”
Putting her hands on his hips, she pushed down his shorts and exhaled loudly. He wasn’t wearing anything underneath them…the sneak. She shot him a look but he just grinned and crossed his arms under his head. Hurt, yeah right, he appeared mighty relaxed there. Still…
“Is the door locked?”
“Yes. We have the room for ourselves for two hours”
“Nice”
“I try to please” He smirked and grabbed her hand, pulling her down until their mouths were a breath away. “I want you”
She smiled and nipped his lower lip. “I had figured that one out myself”
“Is that okay?” He whispered, licking a way around her jaw.
“Mmm mmm. I’m really sweaty though”
“I like you like this. Means I can lick it all of you”
“Oh damn” Heat suddenly pulsed between her legs. “Undress me”
“That’s exactly what I was going to do” He sat up and made her stand in front of him, undressing them both in record time, before setting her again on his legs. “There, better”
“Much better” She agreed, before taking his mouth in a hard kiss. Her body slid on top of his as he fell on his back, sweat making every movement smoother. Her legs stilled around his haunches and she felt his arousal press into her…grazing her wetness and sending electric chills throughout her body.
He broke the kiss and breathed out sharply, before saying “You know why I like lifting weights?”
“No” Bending her head, she licked a path on his right shoulder, loving the way his skin felt…all salty and manly. Yum.
“Because it means I can do this” His hands settled on her hips and he lifted her, just enough so that his length slid to the right position. Then he let her go slowly, his arms bunching under the strain, her warmth taking him in. “God” He groaned, letting her fall on him deeply.
Eyes closed at the sensation, hands tightening on his shoulders, she lifted her hips and started moving…feeling him slide inside her. So hard, so smooth…She moaned as he sped up the movements of his hips, his mouth searching hers.
They clang to each other, moving their bodies in tune. Lips locked, tongues battling for dominance. Hands running over hot skin, nails biting when it became too much.
“Kevin” She breathed out when she felt his fingers on her breasts. Tightly pinching and rubbing.
“Let go”
“Kevin”
He crashed his mouth on hers and inhaled her scream of pleasure. Her walls tightened spasmodically around him, over and over again, until ecstasy made him lose control and he poured himself into her.
Time stood still as breaths calmed and heart beats returned to normal. She lied on top of him, still intimately joined together.
Lifting her head to look at Kevin, she said “I prefer that kind of work-out”
“You didn’t like boxing?” He grinned, his eyes still closed.
“Well, I did beat you”
“Uh uh”
“You didn’t let me win, did you?”
“Of course not” His eyelids flickered.
“Kevin. You cheat!” She hit his shoulder, making him laugh. He opened his eyes then, staring at her tenderly.
“But you did win. After all” He paused and kissed her brow. “You really knocked me out”