My arms began to shake slightly as I pushed the weight up above me, the cool silver bar biting into my hands, slowly bringing it back down. I glanced up above me and saw him standing right over my head, his arms leaning on the stands beside me. His light green-y blue eyes were heavy on mine and suddenly, I was too distracted.
"Fuck I can't do it." I groaned, struggling under the bar and in an instant, he was there to help me lift it back up.
"Come on, you know you can do it, have a breather and then try again."
I sat up and spun round to face him, shaking my head.
"You're too distracting..." I said under my breath, and he almost heard, almost.
He came around to sit on the bench to show me how I can make it easier, planting his feet and pushing from the floor, keeping his arms strong, coming down to his chest, but all my mind was focused on was how good we would look in the mirror if I was on his lap, legs straddled over his, holding onto the top of the bench behind his head...
I could tell it was written all over my face, the way my eyes focused on his but not quite, looking up through my eye lashes, innocence masking what we both knew was much darker deep, deep down. I fiddled with my necklace after sweeping my hair over one shoulder. I could feel my cheeks blushing gently as my stomach tightened at the thought of him, his hands over my body, his hot breath on my skin whilst kissing my neck...
"You have a dirty mind." He laughed. Oh, if only you knew how dirty it really is.
I sat back down on the bench after he resumed his place behind me, spotting me, ready to help me if I needed it. I began to lift the weight again, forcing myself to look straight ahead and not up at him, no matter how enticing the view was. My eyebrows furrowed as I moaned ever so slightly, arms shaking, forcing myself to lift it up after bringing it down to my chest.
And finally, it was back up to the top, he helped me re rack the weight as I breathed heavily but not just from being tired, my mind was still racing.
It was late, I hadn't realised but almost everyone had left the gym. He scanned the room and finally looked back at me, his eyes wouldn't leave mine but how I wish they would, wish he would watch how my chest rose and fell with every breath, how my legs were weak when I was near him, my heartbeat so loud from the adrenaline I thought he would hear it...
"I'm gunna' take a quick shower." I said, he told me he would start closing up the gym, fuck I wish there wasn't anyone in here right now...
I left and went to the changing rooms, I needed to feel the cool water against my skin, I felt like it was burning, the only thing I knew would relieve it would be his touch, but I hoped the water would be enough.
"I can be more distracting you know... if my fingers traced your arms I know it wouldn't just be the weights making you tremble, or if I praised you after completing a set, tell you what a good girl you are, whilst you are strapped in to the cable machine with the velcro straps, I could do anything I want to you, I could make you moan louder than the weights..." His voice made me jump, his words made me weak, something deep in my stomach twisting into a knot of aching want.
"I want you..." fuck I want you so bad...
He came closer and closer, the distance between us still felt too far, the clothes on my body made the distance feel like it was multiplied by a hundred, I wanted to feel his skin against mine, feel our sweat drip down our bodies and his breath to become mine amidst pants and moaning.
His face was in front of mine, our lips barely a breath apart, his mesmerising eyes locked in on mine, I wondered if he could see every filthy image in my mind, every word I wanted to say, every sensation I wanted to feel...
