"Princess, come sit on my lap," he commands, his tone unwavering as he gestures for me to comply.
"Fighter, that's not happening." I retort, my desire to resist clashing with the thin thread of professionalism I cling to.
In a sudden move, he attempts to strike me, but I evade just in time, only to stumble and land on him, my legs awkwardly positioned over his.
"You'd look incredible on top of me. riding my now hardened cock." he murmurs, his voice a mix of softness and authority.
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Aurora is 18. She was a passionate and dedicated trainer, deeply committed to her profession, and she had a particular weakness for the allure of a rebellious spirit. When she crossed paths with Ashton Coleman, her initial impression was one of disdain, as his attitude and demeanor clashed with her values. However, as she spent more time with him, her feelings began to shift unexpectedly, evolving from animosity to a budding fondness. This transformation in her perspective was not just surprising but also compelling, as she prepared to take on the challenge of training him, recognizing the potential hidden beneath his rough exterior.
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Ashton, a captivating 22-year-old boxer, dedicated his life to the rigorous demands of training, immersing himself in the pursuit of excellence in the ring. His world revolved around self-improvement, leaving little room for distractions, particularly in the realm of romantic entanglements. While he occasionally indulged in fleeting connections, he consciously avoided the complexities of serious relationships, preferring to keep his heart guarded. However, everything changed when he crossed paths with Aurora, a woman whose presence would challenge his carefully constructed boundaries and ultimately lead him down a path he never anticipated, one that could very well spell his undoing.