4 hours in the gym and the feeling was still there. I needed a bigger release. Something more aggressive and intense. I got a quick shower and headed back to the room, for her.
Entering, she had taken a bath, changed into denim shorts, a very big oversized white polo, and she was barefoot. Seeing me she tensed. Almost shrank. Before she could move away from the bed where she was sitting, reading a book, I swiftly got over to her.
Since I was looking for an excuse to get what I want, I had already found one. “You are trying to run away from me. Again.”
“No, I am just scared of the look in your eyes,” she muttered.
“You talked back at me today. Were you supposed to?”
She stared down at her lap, not saying anything.
“Look at me,” I said, taking off my suit. Putting it on the nightstand
