It All Started With A Dare

Chapter 26.

Sophie's POV

Jason stopped the car in front of what looked like a gym. He helped me get out of the pick up and directed me towards the entrance. Took out a pair of keys from his pocket and opened the door.

"Why are we at a gym?" I asked confused, looking at my sorroundings. Nobody was there, probably they were closed. But how could Jason have the keys? Did he own it?

"I work here" he answered all my internal questions.

"Are you like a personal trainer?" He shook his head and then he laughed dragging me in the next room, where the lights were off.

He turned them on and I realized that I was in a boxing arena, or something like that. Everything clicked in, that explained why Jason was so aggressive and he acted on impulse and on instinct.

"You're a fighter?" I think my mouth was wide open in that moment. I was gobsmacked.

"Not exactly. Sometimes I fight for money, but the main reason of why I come here is to calm my instincts, to give vent to my anger and all that shit" he explained indicating the ring.

"But isn't it dangerous? I mean especially when you fight against people like John Cena?" He chuckled and looked at my body up and down.

"No, not for me" he answered relaxed.

Well, if he liked that type of lifestyle and it was the only way that could've helped him with his anger, who was I to deny him such a thing?

"I could teach you one day" he continued.

"Uhm no thanks, I don't want a broken nose any time soon"

"I would never lay a finger on you, if not for other things" he smirked and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. That little touch sent sparkles through my body.

"I need to get back to my car, you bringing me?" I asked after half an hour.

He showed me everything that was in the gym and I thought that I wouldn't have ever said this, but I started to like that world too.

I didn't want to go home, I could have heard Jason talk about boxing all day, but it was getting dark outside and if mum didn't find me home she would've probably called the police, thinking I went missing.

Jason's pick up stopped a few blocks away from William's house, where I left my car this morning. I got out and made my way towards Jason's car door, I opened it and he looked at me entertained and surprised by my action.

He brought his arms around my waist and settled me on his lap. I stared at him for a while without saying a word so that I could memorize every detail of his face and he seemed to do the same with me.

"Kiss me" he whispered leaning in and brushing his lips against mine.

"As you wish" I said before getting closer and giving him what he wanted.

He positioned his hand on my stomach, it was so cold and it could sound strange, but at that contact my skin started to burn. He realized and he smiled on my lips.

He left kisses on my cheeks before moving to my ear and then on a precise point of my neck, which he tortured with his expert tongue.
Who knows how many times he did this. He was used to do these type of things so naturally.

My breathing started to get even more heavier when he stopped torturing my neck and positioned himself on my lips again, playing with my bottom lip. Even my self control was heading towards a limit.

I interrupted the kiss and got off of him, leaving him quite perplexed, but then he laughed and gave me another quick kiss.

"You fucking asshole!" We heard someone yell from behind us. Jason backed away and we both turned in the direction of the screaming.