My dirty thoughts

Ch. 1- Sweat

I watch as Parker walked into the gym with his black spots bag on the edge of his shoulder. Little kids start to walk to him giving him fist bumps or high fives some gave him hugs too. I smile at the thought of him with his own kids.
I shake the thoughts out of my head quickly.

Me and Parker barely know each other we do joke around with each other and fake punching each other but other then that we barely talk.

He always wears a t-shirt that looks a little over his size. But when he's not looking and doesn't realize it he lifts up his shirt to wipe his sweat and his body is perfect. His lower stomach has a light trails of his abs when he breaths to deep. It's flat but sexy to look at.

I continue to get lost in my thoughts but don't realize that Parker is walking toward me. My heart begins to pace and butterfly's form in my stomach.

He holds out a fist, snaps me straight back to reality and I quickly fist bump him. Looking over to my friend she catches on and laughs.

I just need to sweat it out. I make my way over to the treadmills and see Parker begin to lift weights. the bottom of his shirt begins to lift ever so slightly and I see the light dents of abs formed on his lower stomach like I've seen so many times.

I feel my mouth begin to water as my eyes are glued to his skin. I can just stare at his bare skin for the rest of the day.

He lets his shirt down and I look to his face his eyes start to wander and they find mine. We make complete eye contact as my face begins to heat I hear my coach telling me to get in the ring. I put in my mouth piece and slip on my gloves then walk to the ring. I step inside but look at my feet.

I hear my coach talking to someone on the side but I don't want to eavesdrop so I try focus on my shoes I feel the rings ropes start to move. It's Parker. Great now I'm about to get turned on more then I already am. I look to the coach and he then says

"Go"

Wait I'm supposed to hit him. I know that's the point of boxing but I can't just hurt him. All of a sudden I feel him tap my hand. It means we still respect each other in the end. But I can't hurt him. Will he hurt me? Why do I keep thinking about someone getting hurt.

I get in my stance and my arms begin to shake. Blocking the sides of my face I see him go straight for my face my wrist move as fast as they can to come together but I feel my nose staring to feel tingly and tender.

I wipe the sweat off my forehead and make my stance again. Come on hit me. We begin to move in a circle well more like he moves and I follow. My eyes meet his. They are warm but serious like a fireplace in a dark room. I feel comforted. And he moves his hands coming to him.

"Hit him lily" I hear my coach yell at me

He tries the move he did again but I move to the side and copy his movements I hit the side of his head.

—————————— Later ———————————

I feel my breath fastening I feel weak and tired. The timer sets and it's break. We touch gloves again we're both covered in sweat.

I walk to the water fountain a couple feet away from the ring and I start to drink holding my hair in place as I begin to drink the cold water hitting my lips and making its way down my throat.

"Easy there" I hear Parker joke

I realize I was bent over fully and Parker was behind me my breath hitches at the thought. I swiftly move away from the fountain. If only he knew what he was doing to me.

I walk to the bathroom and close the door behind me it's empty so I lean on the counter. My back facing the mirror and my head tilted back to the ceiling.

I never ate anything today and in return my body is tired. I feel weak and miserable. But I loved it here in the gym with the little kids and the others like Parker. My mind automatically thinks about Parker. My breath quickens and I close my eyes tightly. I'm so tired.

Then I feel hands on mine and a body looming over mine. My eyes open as fast as they can and I feel this person starting to kiss down my neck onto my sweaty breasts. My hands grip fistfuls of hair and I pull the strangers head up to meet my gaze. Who I see right now shocks me to my core. It's Parker. And he starts to kiss my lower belly. He makes his way back up and I feel his bulge poking at my core. I hop onto the counter and he continues to giving me pleasure. Kissing my neck like I have never felt before.

"Wait what if we get caught" I say gasping for breath

"Then we get caught" he mutters onto my skin giving me goosebumps

"Is someone scared" I feel him smirk on my collarbone

I bite down on my lip to seal the moan escaping my throat. We can't get caught. One,our parents would kill us and two,because we might get kicked out.

I don't know why but I get a thrill out of getting caught with Parker.

His hands slip between my thighs closed shut and he pries them open. I feel my shoe become loose from that. But I really don't care about my shoes right now, mainly just his hands on my now wide open thighs . I feel his thumbs hooking the waist of my leggings and pulling them down to my ankles.

I sit still on the counter in my wet t shirt and a pair of black thongs. I watch Parker bite his lower lip like he's never eating in days and he found a all you can eat buffet. He basically rips my thongs off and I grasp his shoulders. He comes closer between my legs and His two arms wrap around the arch of my back moving me closer to the edge of the counter. I hiss feeling the cold water from the sink under me. He lets out a chuckle and my nipples grow harder then they already are.

He kneels down again and starts to plant little kisses on my inner thighs. Nipping and licking the pain away. My head starts to feel dizzy so I place my hands behind me for more support.

"Did I hurt you?" He asks sincerely his dark warming eyes melt into mine.

"Little sting.. I'm fine"

He continues to tease me with nips and bites on my thighs then he licks the pain away. I want him to stop already and give it to me. He sees me growing impatient then he locks those sexy, hypnotizing eyes with mine and eats me out. His tongue basically fucking me. I grab his hair in one hand and the sink in another. This is amazing. After a while now I hear coach yelling and it shoots me back to reality.

"We have to go, it's been what an hour in here now" I panic

He digs in his pocket for something and pulls it out. A phone. He turns it on and what do you know it's been an hour.

"Practice ended 5 minutes ago can't it wait" he begs licking my still exposed lips.

I playfully push his head back slowly and bend down to give him a kiss.