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Sparring Partner Part II
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Sparring Partner Part II Eric’s mind was still trying to comprehend what had all transpired the past forty-five minutes. He peeled his shirt off like a layer of dead skin. The shirt didn’t want to go but he wrangled it over his head and down off his arms as his shoulder reminded him, it's displeasure with him. Maybe if he hurried he could catch her before she left to at least get her number. How else was he going to get a hold of her. He didn’t want to make it seem like he wasn’t interested, hell he was too interested. He knew he couldn’t just wait outside the girls locker room like some creepy stalker. So quick shower was best bet he figured. Normally very modest when it came to the locker room, Eric was the only there so he figured, with the time crunch, screw it and tossed his shorts and underwear on the bench, and didn’t bother to cover up as he grabbed his towel and dragged it to the showers like a boy dragging his favorite blankie to bed. Hanging up his towel he mustered what energy he had left and turned on the water. Ice needles pelted his hand before it started to warm. Swinging his arm around he tried to loosen his shoulder but only accomplished twisting the sliver embedded in there to move around. He stepped into the water and washed off the day and the workout as the mostly hot water rolled over him. He tried to let anything distract him from her, tried to empty his mind, yet she was there forefront and center. Was she really going to go out to dinner with him or was she just being flirty. Every time he tried to close his eyes to just enjoy the feel of the water she was there. The fierce strength she had was kind of a narcotic high to be around. He could she her curves dance before him. The crimson fire that flowed down her back matched the intensity of her eyes, focused like a lioness procuring a meal for the pride.She was all woman but she had this tomboy-like quality that was irresistible. He wiped the water from his forehead as the water streamed down his face. Instead of focusing on nothing or even staring at the gray bathroom tile, there were those lips, damn those kissable lips. He couldn’t stop his mind from replaying the vision of following her neck down her cleavage, he kept picturing the shape and size...he shook his head to stop fixating. Placing his hands flat against the tile he hung his head and just let the water flow down his neck and down his back. time just kind of slowed as he closed his eyes and cleared his mind. He turned off the water and shook off the droplets that were forming on his skin. He went to grab his towel only to notice it was missing. He turned around to look and see if maybe he had left it on the bench only to see his towel draped over Jessica’s folded arms. He was dripping wet and stark naked and he knew there was no place to hide. In some very awkward movements where the body and brain weren’t quite working together, he started to cover himself but quickly realized it was a futile endeavor. He could see what a good time she was having making him all flustered. "May I have my towel please." The frustration and yet humble tone mixed together like a rum and coke, sugary sweet with a bite. She just stood there smiling, quite pleased with herself and apparently the view.. His tone softened even more. "Please." "Well if you want it you need to come get it, I won remember. To the victor go the spoils." With that she extended the towel and waited for him to approach. She had been watching him for several minutes. There was something about him that just drew her towards him. She would never admit that to anyone but herself. Pretending it was a momentary infatuation didn’t make the attraction she felt, any less real. He wasn't the prettiest or sexiest man she had ever dated but he was that sort of handsome that you would see in store bought picture frames. She could almost see picture of them together on their mantle. He's smiling that smile he flashes without even trying. She's jumped on his back laughing a big laugh as they simply enjoy being with each other. Jessica was very eager to brush that thought aside. She didn’t like her getting ahead of herself. She was wildly spontaneous when in a relationship but always calculating and guarded before pursuing anything. Everything was happening too fast. Her control of the situation, of herself was spiraling. Seems she had enjoyed watching the water run down his skin a bit too much. She felt flush and a little out of control with want. Fresh out of the shower, steam seeming to hiss off his skin, he needed the towel but he wasn’t the only one that was wet. Eric subconsciously bowed his head as he took the towel from her. "Thank you." There was a deafening silence as he dried himself off. He tried not to act self conscious as she watched him. The whole time he wanted to say something clever or funny to turn the attention away from him, but his brain couldn’t focus on anything but her presence. Maybe this was his penance for all those times he had started to undress her in his mind.The silence remained as he tossed his towel on the bench. He sheepishly turned towards his locker to get his clothes when the soft concerned tone of Jessica’s voice broke the silence. "I'm not done with you yet." She gently pulled on his shoulder to urge him to turn around. Not knowing what to do he turned and faced her. She smiled and then just examined his face. "Why did you hold back in the ring?" He was a bit apprehensive and unsure how to answer, he really wasn’t sure himself why except it just didn’t seem like the right thing to do, "I...I don’t know..I guess." he was so perplexed by the question Eric forgot he was standing there completely naked. "I guess I just never wanted to hurt you. Not that you wouldn’t have won anyway but...I don’t know...I didn’t want to ruin the chance to get to know you.” “So you wanted to get to know me but never tried to even say hi?” “No, well” his pause was a frustration to him, how did she so easily fluster him. “What I mean is yes I didn’t ask you yet but I was trying to find out more about you.” Eric cursed himself now I sound like a damn stalker or something. He couldn’t bring himself to look in her beautiful eyes. “I just” He exhaled all the tension and frustration in on big puff of a breath with the heave and settling of his shoulders. “I wanted to put my best foot forward without getting my hopes up to much.” “You know Eric, I heard you are a really sweet guy, but it’s ok to be not so nice and go for what you want. You don’t always have to hold back.” Jessica had seen him in the ring one time and saw his fierce competitive nature. At first he was just helping someone work on their form, until they started trying to land knockout blows. His change was immediate. He was patient but as soon as he could counter and attack, he was ferocious. She saw a controlled fury where he imposed his will. This docile man became the apex predator right before her eyes. It was in that moment the cute guy with the amazing smile, truly captured her attention. She wanted the gentleman but she craved the alpha warrior that could put her in her place when needed. Eric sharply inhaled as Jessica’s fingers gently traced the length of his semi hard shaft. Feeling him lurch at her touch gave Jessica a powerful rush. Coiling her fingers around him, she leaned in closer. “If you never ask for what you want, you may never get it. If you don’t take want you want.” He moaned as she gently squeezed him “Then you will never grasp it.” She watched as his whole body relaxed, unable to function except stand and enjoy her touch. She continued to stroke him as his moans ricocheted around the empty locker room. “You can’t seem to control this thing can you. Are you a naughty boy Eric. Have you been busy checking me out, undressing me with your mind. Is that why you got hard when I knocked you down and got on top of you.” She tugged on him and delighted in the moan he let out. She was loving this teasing, both physically and mentally. “Is that why I won so easily. My naughty lil boy to distracted by a pretty lady? Too shy to take what he wants. Is that you?” She coiled her hand around him more and made him moan again. “You won’t even ask me out how on earth, will this naughty boy touch me let alone use this. This is the price you pay when you lose” She playfully. Eric's mind was flooded with lust and desire to the point he couldn't think but only feel. Her words ricocheted within his mind and exploded in his chest. Her touch pulled moan after moan as he lost himself in this world she created. His characteristic control shattered, and it’s sound resonated thru his very core. His eyes opened with the volume of a thunderclap. The blue of his eyes were set ablaze as a tinge of gray forged his steely gaze. Before she could even blink he pulled her against him slightly lifting her off her feet and spun around pinning her to the lockers. His eyes bored into her as she stood pinned between him and the cold metal lockers. His entire body seemed to heave with every seething breath. She had wanted to tease and see if she could pull him out of his shell. She had unwittingly unlocked the cage, that enabled this primal beast burst through its iron gate. Her entire body pulled want from every cell within her, as unrelenting want fueled the fire she felt in her belly and the wetness between her thighs. He didn’t say a word. He didn’t have to. There they stood as the dynamo, overcharged needed the energy to go somewhere. The weight of his presence made it hard for her to breathe. She was trapped. Trapped by his primal desire. Trapped by her unexpected yearning for him, she couldn’t move, she didn’t want to move. She was his, and she liked it. His eyes forced themselves deep into her, where she couldn’t hide. Pheromones, testosterone and adrenaline seems to cast a fog over her as he loomed over her. He leaned in and claimed his kiss she had been holding on her lips. The strained restraint he had, reigned in his brute desire and made his kiss firm and soft not a brutal mashing of their lips. Though the haze and desire, they gave into what they didn’t know they wanted all along. His subconscious tasted her soul and hidden pain in their kiss. His heart pounding against his chest as lust and romance fought for their voice to be heard. His hand cradled behind her neck as the lockers rattled like screaming fans as the shockwaves of his desire fully pinned her to him. His arms wrapped around her, protecting her and welcoming her to him. he was surrendering all and consuming every facet of her. Even through her jeans she could feel every fiber of him. The life experiences in her mind were screaming for her to stop but something about him made it feel just too good to not enjoy. Somehow she was safe to be reckless and not so control, not so in charge. Jessica couldn't let herself give in . Her mind was screaming to stop, this was to fast, it was too much, it was too good to be true. Yet the feel of his lips against hers wasn’t just a kiss. Her body cursed for more of him.She could feel a twitch stirring within her. Where was this emotion coming from? She tried to shrug it off as just being horny, that it had been too long since jackass. The sweet taste of his tongue dancing with hers shredded all thoughts of her painful memories. Her body welcomed the compression she felt as he pressed closer to her. She felt her breasts flatten against him and she needed more. Her body craved more, not just more but more of him. She didn't just need him on her, she realized she need him in her. His kiss was deep but had a softness to the hunger. He didn’t know of the butterflies she was feeling or her urging twitch wanting him right then and there. All he knew was he must be dreaming. Thier bodies seemed to mold together. His arms could around her pulling her into him as she couldn’t stop herself from wrapping her leg around him urging him closer. She wanted her clothes gone so she could truly feel his bare skin against hers. The desire to assert her hold over him started to backfire, as she found a wanting need she didn’t realize she had. Eric couldn’t have enough of her. His fantasy an unexpected reality. The feel of her against him, the more he felt the more he needed. Sparks seemed to live in her touch. The softness of her lips and skin made him think of a welcoming home one could only dream about. The lightning storm that raged in their kiss made him all the more hungry for her. He was throbbing with an undying need, to be inside her so he was part of her. So she was his, and he was forever hers. The alpha had subdued the clever gentleman and was out of control, in his control. The gasp he heard as his lips found the hollow of her neck, surged kinetic energy up his spine, crackleing the<b> damp </font></b>warm air of the locker room.. The more Jessica reacted, the more Eric feed off her desire. Eric’s hand slide down Jessica’s back and squeezed her ass. Then pulled her towards him as he pressed against her. She need to know how he felt. How she broke him perfectly. How her presence caused a stir. How his want for her as uncontrollable and his body needed her more. His raging desire needed her to feel what he did. His body didn’t care she was wearing clothes it didn’t stop its quest to be part of her. His body against hers, he knew she could feel the mettle and strength of his want. How rigid he was despite having no place to go without being bent or compressed. His body needed to prove its worth and want to hers. His hips rocked against her and hers responded as they moved together without have yet fulling joined. He gently dragged his teeth down her neck just light enough to, almost, but not quite leave a mark. There was a building need the was nearing the breaking point. He wasn’t sure if the growl that emanated from his throat was real or imagined.But he proceed to find her lips again with his. Thier head pitched and moves as their tongue wrestled and lips clung to the other. There was no breathing, no outside world just each other. He pulled her in wanting absorb everything about her. Jessica followed suit and clung to him like a last breath. Eric slowly peeled his lips from hers and opened his eyes.She could she the fire in his soul deep within those seas of blue.The hers were a delicious amount of sore from the alpha, and watched his eyes soften the moment he looked into hers. She watched him smile. Soft warm welcoming. She didn’t just see it, she felt it. She would latter rationalize the feeling as be flushed with want, but in that moment. his smile warmed every inch of her skin like she was bathing in sunshine. He pulled back just a little so she was no longer squeezed between him and the locker. His proximity still held her captive to whatever he chose. “May I have your business card please.” Despite the politeness of his words, his tone made no mistake that it really was not a request. He knew a driven lady like her would always have a business card for networking. He didn't move to let her go, she was for all intents still pinned. He dropped his arm to his side and slightly rotate his weight, giving her just enough room. The space he provided was narrow. So much so, that she had to wrap her arms around him for balance as she had to slide her body against his until she slithered free. She made her way to her gym bag as her watches her walk away. She moved a few items aside, retrieved a card from her wallet. Jessica started to turn to make her way back to him only to find him right there. Before could say anything or respond his hand cradled the back of her head as he kisses her again. She wasn't supposed to feel like this, she wasn't supposed to want to continue t feel like this. His lips felt so soft and full against hers she wanted to wrap her arms around him and pull him closer. She was to drunk on his kiss to move. Eric’s hand slide down her arm exploding fireworks inside her along the way. He slipped her card from her grasp as his lips fell from hers. He looked at the cars and smiled. It's a nice picture of you but doesn't do you beauty justice. She wasn't sure if it was her body's wanting that had her head spinning or the sincere naivety of his own lack at understanding how corny that comment was that somehow made his words endearing. He brushed a free rogue strands of her fiery hair away from her face and smiled. “Will you wait for me so I can walk you to your car please.” “Yes I will that's very sweet of you.” Eric smiled again almost in relief “thank you” with that he made his way back over to his locker and started getting dressed. Jessica started to feel a dull burning in her cheeks. She hadn’t realized she had been smiling since he kissed her. She didn't want to believe she could be happy so quickly, but she was happy. Jessica’s mind tried to slow down what she was feeling, trying desperately to rationalize the irrational, trying to protect her from another heartbreak. Eric’s inner dialogue kept repeating stay calm stay cool, stay calm stay cool. Taking short controlled breaths Eric tried to distract himself from the fact he was getting dressed in front of a beautiful lady he had a crush on for several months now. He rolled up his work out clothes and shoved them in his bag. He caught a whiff of her perfume and felt his heart race for a few beats before he could take a deep breath and calm down. Even with his back turned he could still feel her presence. He began to feel self conscious as he started to get dressed in front of her. Yet he found an unexplainable comfort in knowing she was there and probably even watching. The logical side of his brain had been ignored for far too long and started scream “Someone please tell me what the fuck is going on none of this makes any sense.” This inner turmoil made it feel as if he was burning a fever. He quelled the inner dialogue and placed her business card into his pocket. “Thanks for waiting.” echoed in the locker room as he slung his back over his shoulder and grimaced at the sharp twinge that was still present in his back and shoulder. Jessica smiled which made Eric’s smile a little bigger. Eric opened up the door and held it for her. She smiled again and ran her hand down his arm as she walked by. One simple touch reignited the smoulder embers he was just feeling. Her touch was as comforting as it was exciting. He let out a big sigh as let go of the door and followed her into the gym. A random thought makes Eric chuckle in the silence of the darkened gym. Jessica’s voice broke the near silence. “What is so funny?” “Oh it’s nothing, I’m just being a dork” She insisted on knowing “Tell me.” She gave him a playful hip check to emphasize the point, only to curse herself for allowing herself to be so flirty. “Ok. Ok.” He chuckled. “It’s stupid I was just laughing at the irony of it. Never would I have ever imagined opening the men’s locker room door for a lady. You just can’t make that stuff up” He watched her smile and stifle a laugh as he held the gym door open for her and they made their way out to the parking lot. There were only three cars left so it wasn't hard to figure out which one was hers. So he escorted her to her car. “Was very sweet of you to walk me to my car, very gentlemanly”. Her words were cut short and captured on his lips as he kissed her. She felt his arms wrap around her swaddling her into him. Their lips parted and danced together like they had done this a million times before together. She found herself melting into him as they stood there kissing in the darkened night.His heart was pounding at the aggressive nature in which he shed his shyness and kissed her regardless of consequence. Slowly he pulled his lips from hers. Jessica’s lips weren’t ready to let him go just yet and her lips followed just trying to catch him. She actually stumbled forward and felt Eric catch her. She couldn't believe she let herself feel this way. But somehow, feeling his arms around her and seeing the smirk on his face was a strange comfort she felt she could get used to. Part of her was on edge for seeming to fall so fast and yet another part of her felt like she may have found something she wasn’t looking for. Eric chuckled “Sorry I couldn’t resist, though you didn’t seem to mind.” Ok so dinner.” pausing he took a deep breath. “I can certainly take you out but I would really like to have a quiet night just us two so we can talk. I would love for you to come to my place and I will cook you dinner. Don’t say anything yet just think about it. I will call you when when we both get home and discuss the details. Sound good?” Jessica was keep watching his lips move and just wanted to kiss him again and had only captured part of the conversation. It would be another few minutes for her mind to catch up and play back the details. She nodded and smiled. “Yes, yes that’s fine.” She watched him lean in and her body was yearning for one more kiss to feel him against her one more time. She could feel his energy and could feel the magnetic pull they had on each other. Just as her eyes were going to close she heard the door handle click as he started to open the door behind her. He watched her looking into his eyes with the eyes of a baby doe. He felt part of him just crumble like dust at the unintended and pure natural beauty of her. He tried to keep his composure. “M’lady your chariot awaits.” Smiling he hoped his defensive instinct of humor and dorky charm hid how he was feeling. She found herself wanting the kiss but being denied as he waited for her to move, so he could open the door for her. He didn’t really give her much room so she had to brush by him again. He opened the door and watched her climb in. Peering in the door he smiled. If this was to have been a power struggle to see who held control, he had already won her over and he would have been in the driver's seat. She hated not being in complete control but was somehow welcoming it with him. Somehow he seemed more handsome than before. To him she seemed even more amazing like he was watching some blockbuster RomCom and he was the goody goody sap that was forever smitten with the leading lady that was out of his league. “I will call you soon.” he said as he smiled as he gently shut the door. Jessica fished her keys out of her bag and slid the key into the ignition. Eric knelt down beside the car, and Jessica rolled down the window. “Jessica” pausing for a second while his brain caught up to his intention. “I just wanted to say thank you.”Turning t look at him she could see the sincerity in his eyes. It was raw almost to the point of being naive and childlike in its innocence. “I know I am going to call you here in just a bit, but I had to say thank you. Honestly am not sure when I would have actually approached you. I think you are amazing. You are so beautiful but are so much more than just a stunning shell.” Jessica was used to platitudes like this, most were hollow as the men,and even the occasional lady,always rang hollow or seemed simply them saying words they thought she wanted to hear. Looking into this orbs of blue she could see his he wasn't thinking he was just speaking, unfiltered unrehearsed. She was so confused at what it was that opened her eyes to him tonight. The intrigue had turned to interest. She found herself smiling as he told her he would call her soon and smiled as he stood up to let her backup. He stood there and watched her go. As she pulled out onto the street, she looked in the rear view mirror. He hadn’t moved as he simply made sure she made her way safely. He gave a half chuckle as he carried his smile over to his car. Maybe he did fall asleep during that meeting and this wasn't real. The way he felt in this moment, it didn’t matter. He pictured her face as he turned on the car, and smiled the whole way home. |
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First story where I actually started building a character background not sure if it enhance the story at all
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