I still didn’t move, and he reached for my arms and brought them up and put them around his neck. I couldn’t resist him. I knew better than to try. I felt him bend down slightly. He then wrapped his arms around me tight and lifted me up. When he did that, all fight and hesitation in me was gone. I deepened our kiss, and he groaned in my mouth feeling that I was giving myself to him.
He took his time with me, touching and kissing every part of me from my forehead to my toes. When he got to my clit, he went into another level of pleasure. He stayed there for what seemed like forever, pleasuring me and teasing me. I was literally trying to crawl away from him, but he would simply pull me back down and continue his attack. This man was gifted beyond my wildest dreams. I wasn’t sure if it was just me that brought this out of him, as he’s claimed. But as I climax yet again, I hoped it was true. When he finally listened to my pleas to fuck me hard, I’d turned into a beast. I wanted it rough and angry, and I have to say he delivered. I grabbed and pulled his hair. I bit him and scratched his back as he punished me with pure delight.
When he finally found his release, after finding mine multiple times, he was just as spent as I was. But for some reason, I was hungry for more. I don’t know what he did to me, but I didn’t want it to end. So when he got out of the bathroom, I was already standing at the window naked and trying to think of a plan to get back at this evil bastard for turning me out.
“You okay?” I heard him ask me.
I didn’t answer. I just turned around and walked to the bed. I crawled on my hands and knees with my ass in the air. I saw his eyes travel to my ass, and he instinctively licked his lips.
He mumbled, “Baby, you’re killing me. You know that, right?”
“What are you talking about, Mason?” I asked innocently.
I laughed as he smacked my ass and went to grab another condom.
Afterward, we both grabbed a shower. The rest of the day, we lounged around his place. His brother called him a few times on his cell. He worked with him for a few hours, while I pretended to be studying. What really happened was that I fell asleep on his couch. He made me dinner this time—broiled steaks and baked potatoes. We still had salad from yesterday, so we ate that too.
We talked while we ate, just about his life in Dallas and mine here in Philly. I told him about my best friend, Kat, who lives in Dallas, and that after I graduate, I may join her there at some point. I love living in Philly, so it would take a lot of talking into on her part.
That night we continued to learn everything we could about each other’s body. We couldn’t keep our hands off one another, and the need and desire for one another was insatiable.
I finally went home on Tuesday, mainly because I had class. The L train was functioning again. So as he went to the gym to work out and get ready for his fight, I went to class and tried to make up for the lack of sleep in the last two days.
What I learned, however, is my body was already used to his touch. It longed for it, and every time I thought of him I smiled and imagined him touching and kissing me. It was crazy trying to concentrate in class. Even as I fell asleep, I was longing for him again.
We texted each other, and he told me how Lou put it to him since he missed two days of working out because of me. His legs were slow, and he was slightly off on his timing. I texted him to ask if he wanted me to give him a massage, and he wrote in all caps PLEASE. I laughed and told him I would owe him the next time I saw him. I couldn’t get out of this bed if someone paid me. I was so exhausted.
When I finally saw him at the gym the next day, he was jumping rope with his headset on. I watched as his muscles flexed with each turn of the rope. His strong arms were taut. He was light on his feet, as they lightly touched the ground while he jumped. When he saw me, he stopped and smiled. Lou then yelled something to him, and he smiled at him and resumed jumping. I decided it would be best to stay clear of him for the rest of the day. I didn’t want to break his focus before Lou breaks him.
I stayed next to Stephen and his wife as they worked out various fighter’s muscles and limbs. I spoke with Alex for a while, as well making sure I stayed clear away from Mason.
Alex asked me, “You and Reap have a fight or something?”
I looked surprised.
“No. Why? Is that what he told you?”
He laughed.
“No. Max, calm down. I was just wondering, since you’ve been over here this whole time.”
I blushed. “Oh. Well, I didn’t want to disturb him while he works out, you know?”
“Uh huh. Well, that didn’t stop you before. What changed?”
I couldn’t answer that at all. I just stared at him, dumbfounded. He grinned.