Book of sins

Fight club-part 2

It had been a week since my encounter with the sexy yet idiotic stranger, a week since my last boxing session and a week since I had the most intense orgasm of my life.

Making my way to the gym, my tapes wrapped, I decided to warm up until my substitute trainer arrived. I had no idea who 'they' were. Heck I didn't even know if they would be male or female!

I picked up the skipping rope and began doing the double side swing and jump. Well I attempted to until I nearly tripped, quite a few times.

After few minutes my heart rate was up and my body was warming up. I started to stretch my arms first and worked my way down. As I bent down to reach my toes, the clearing of a throat caused me to straighten up. I turned around and my ponytail whipped managing to smack my face. Talk about awkward.

I made contact with the same hazel brown eyes that has been haunting me in my dreams. His gaze trailed down my body, undressing every article of clothing until I was bare to him. Fuck.

"I see you've already warmed up. Get in the ring, we're going to fight." He tilted his head towards the box and I followed the gesture. I could feel his eyes burning through my sports leggings to my ass or maybe I was just imagining things. Yeah that's a better explanation, his eyes had held nothing but hatred for me last week and it hasn't changed since. Wait what was his name.

"Hey, I never caught your name, I'm Scarlet." I forced a smile in attempt to be nice. Yeah, more like an attempt to not get my face beat up by the handsome jerk.

With a smirk he replied, "that's because I never threw it at you, sweetheart." Walking up the steps and into the ring he thrust his glove laden hand towards me, "I'm Axel." Sexy name for a sexy guy. Okay, I have to get over him, he has nothing else going on for him except for his looks.

I smacked my glove on top of his own but didn't expect him to pull me forward by the waist. I jerked towards the jerk (see what I did there) as my gloves grab onto his shoulders for support.  I could feel the heat radiating off his body and it made me melt like butter. Gosh, this is a position I wouldn't mind staying in for a while! "A little clumsy there, sweetheart. You sure you can keep up with me?" A low chuckle left his lips.

"Why you conniving little-"

"-learn to take a joke princess, l was just trying to loosen you up. You're too tense." He rubbed his padded hands on my shoulders causing them to lower into a more relaxed position. How the hell did he do that? I guess he wasn't that  bad.

Giving a toothy smile, I huffed out a breath. "Sorry, lets get started."

We began with something easy. I had to avoid being cornered while completing every sequence that was thrown at me. Not even three minutes in and I was being forced to move back. His movement was so fast, every jab and hook was hard, I was barely dogging and blocking the blows and he was relentless. Just wow! The way his muscles ripple as he moves his arms and the way he would grunt with every move sent pulses straight to my cunt. How could he make me so wet! He hadn't even touched me in that way and I was a mess.

My back bounced on the rope. Fuck! I was trapped. He slowed down, sensing my fatigue and leaned in closer. I lifted my hands to protect my face but he had mocked the jab. I didn't notice his second jab because the next thing I know, I feel is a sharp pain on my stomach. Groaning out, I try to recover quickly. Ducking under his swing and moving to the left, I escape the corner and continue bouncing on the balls of my feet.

He seems surprised by my move but a small smile appears on his face. "Not bad sweetheart. I was worried you wouldn't be able to get out but I guess I was wrong."