Axel:A Bad Boy Romance(14)

"So," he continued. "I'm going to teach you how to get out of a  chokehold." He walked behind her and said, "If I were someone who was  trying to grab you, a chokehold is how I would do it. I would sneak up  behind you, wrap my arm around you neck and grab my wrist, holding you  in place." He detailed the movements as he did them. The hair on the  back of Marie's neck stood up as she watched him in the mirror. He came  up to her slowly and put his arm around her neck, but gently, not  holding her.



Her stomach formed one big knot. She didn't like this. It was too  familiar, too scary. She had been in a chokehold before and she didn't  like it. But she wasn't running away now. She needed to learn how to do  this. If she could just figure out how to get out of a chokehold, she  wouldn't need to be afraid of them, or him anymore. But she was still  nervous.



"You can feel that my right arm is doing all the actual work and my left  arm is just hanging there, so you want to reach behind you with your  right arm and grab his head and then with your left hand push his elbow  up and over your head. Then you keep hold of the left wrist as you spin  around then using the left arm as leverage you're going to force the  person to bend over and give three kicks right to the stomach."



It seemed so easy with his big strong hands. They went through the  motions slowly, almost dancing as she spun free of him and then twisted  around. Then it was time to do it for real. He turned her around so she  was facing the mirror and he came at her. Marie wasn't ready for how  fast he was. In an instant his hand was around her neck and she was  frozen in place.



"Sorry," Marie mumbled. She couldn't move. She had forgotten the moves  she had learned only a few minutes ago. She felt like some tranquilized  animal waiting to be tagged. "Give me another try," she said snapping  herself out of it.



He stepped back and nodded, but he wasn't any gentler the second time.  He came up behind her and wrapped his hand around her neck and she was  ready. Recalling the moves, she wrenched his elbow up and over her head  and took his wrist firmly and spun him around. It was over. He was at  her mercy. Marie, a girl who had never been in a real fight had just  escaped from a chokehold.



"Not bad," Axel said with a nod.



Marie nodded at him suddenly out of breath. She stood there heaving for  breath with Axel standing across from her. It was at that moment that  she realized they were totally alone. There was no one else in boxing  gym. She looked up at him through her eyelashes and was surprised to see  him staring down at her with a look of naked longing in his eyes. She  was startled, but not afraid. She wanted him, too. She shouldn't, of  course. She couldn't. She had just left Austin a couple of weeks ago. It  was too soon for her to do anything like this. She wasn't a casual sex  kind of girl. In fact, Austin was the only person she had ever had sex  with.



But she knew she should deny herself; that would be the right thing to  do. But she had spent so much time denying herself and focusing on the  happiness of others that she had forgotten about her own happiness. She  wanted to be touched. She wanted to kiss someone and be held. She wanted  to screw Axel right here in this gym.



He took her chin gently in his strong hands and tilted her head and then  his lips fell upon hers. She sighed as she kissed him. His lips were  soft, but she could feel the light stubble that peppered his cheeks and  chin.         

     



 



Marie brought her hand up and rested in on his back as he took a step  closer. He slipped his tongue into her mouth, tracing along the inside  of her lower lip. Marie couldn't help but let out a little whimper as he  sucked on her lower lip before breaking the kiss. He leaned his  forehead against hers and she could see he was a little out of breath.  His hands moved back along her neck and he pulled her against him  pushing his body onto hers.



His lips crashed onto hers again. His hands traced down her back and  then cupped her ass. He lifted her off the floor until Marie stood on  her tiptoes, straining to reach him. She didn't want to stop. She  wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned against him as their tongues  slid over each other and she bit down on his lip. He let out a low  growl and grabbed her ass, holding her in place against him as they  continued to kiss.



She wanted this. How long had it been since she had felt this wanted?  She came off her tiptoes and broke her kiss. Her fingertips traced down  along his chest over the silky fabric of his shirt. His hands traced  down her arms making her skin tingle. He kissed her again, deeply. It  was almost like he was consuming her and she was only too happy to let  him.



"Come here," he said and he took her hand gently in his. He led her to a  small back room. It was where a chiropractor and a masseuse held hours,  but it was empty at the moment. She felt a sudden plunge in her  stomach. Was she really going to do this here, now, with him? He closed  and locked the door and then spun around and picked Marie up.



She gasped and held onto his shoulders as he sat her down on the table.  He settled himself between her knees and he began to kiss her again. Her  legs wrapped around his waist as his hands ran through her hair. He  pulled back and then he tilted her head to side and kissed a trail of  fire up the sensitive skin of her neck. Marie shivered from the  sensation of his lips and tongue and she grabbed his head, taking  fistfuls of his hair in her hands.



She could feel his hands as they reached for the hem of her workout  shirt. He ripped it up and over her head and tossed it to the side. He  hooked his fingers under her sports bra and pulled that off, too. Her  small, pert breasts strained for his touch. Her pink nipples were hard  and she grabbed at his loose t-shirt and ripped it off of him.



His abs were a perfect six pack. She could see the lines of his muscles  and she traced on with her fingers. He was firm and strong. He was so  tempting; there was no way she could ever hold herself back. But what  about Austin? What about the life she was running from? Was she really  ready for this? Could she even stop herself if she wanted to?



He leaned down and took her breast in his mouth. He swirled his tongue  over her nipple and she arched her back. She was pert and ready for him  and he clamped his teeth gently over her breast making her gasp and  shudder. He pulled back and he stared her in the eye as he took her  other breast in her hand and he massaged it. He stroked his thumb over  her nipple and her legs tightened around him as goosebumps erupted over  her arms. She pulled him closer, pushing and grinding herself against  him.



He scraped his teeth over her breast and Marie writhed against him. Her  hands were buried in his hair as she urged him to keep going, to give  her more. More, she wanted more. She never wanted him to stop. His hands  were gentle up into the point where they weren't and then he pulled  back leaving Marie constantly on her toes. It was like a push and a  pull, a dance only she was learning the steps to as they moved.



He put his hand on the center of her chest and gently pushed her back  down onto the massage table. He came up with her and knelt between her  knees. His hands ran up and down her thighs over the thin fabric of her  exercise pants. She raised her hips toward him, wanting him to touch her  everywhere.



He pulled at the waistband and slid them and her panties down over hips  and then her knees and then past her ankles. He tossed them to the side.  Marie felt suddenly self-conscious lying there naked in front of him.  She tried to close her legs and cover her breasts with her hands.



"What are you doing?" he asked as his hands ran down the seam of her  thighs. He slipped his hands between them, and she felt the rough touch  of his fingers tracing a path of electricity along her. Her breath  hitched as his hand moved between her legs and gently separated them. He  pushed her knees down until she was spread out before him. "You're  beautiful," he whispered into her ear as he leaned forward and hovered  over her. He kissed her breasts and licked the sensitive space between  them. Marie felt a bolt of pleasure pulsed through her body at his  touch. He slid a finger into her center. He moved easily inside of her.  She was wet and ready for him, and she squirmed under his touch as his  finger drew longs stroked inside of her.         

     



 



She moaned as her desperate hips writhed beneath his fingers. He was so  gently slipping his finger over her clit making her jump with pleasure  with every stroke. She grabbed his shoulder and whispered the word yes  into his ear. She licked his earlobe and then took it between his teeth  as he growled in pleasure.



She was rocking against him. She was desperate for him to keep going.  She clung to his shoulders as his fingers continued to spin fire and  pleasure inside of her. Her orgasm was building up slowly inside of her.  The sensation was almost too much. She both wanted to finish and never  ever wanted his fingers to stop. "Please," she breathed the word into  his ear as her desire grew. She was so close. Her body felt out of her  control. Her hips were bucking against his hand. She was so desperate  for completion that nothing could have stopped her. She would have  begged; she would have done anything to finish.