I woke up today morning rejuvenated and fresh and in great need of a workout. Devan owns a gym here and a big one at that which is also well stocked. I might use the privilege while I still can. Pulling on a sports bra and a pair of shorts, I walk to the gym.
To my surprise, I find Devan there already going on with the sit ups. Fuck me now. I don't mean it that way but does he look a thousand times hotter? Hell yeah.
"How glad of you to join me today." Devans pushes up in a sitting position locking his stare on me. I clear my voice akwardly.
"I am in the mood for gym." I reply walking further into the room.
"Serve yourself then." he smirks before he returns to his sit ups. I walk past him to the dumbells testing out each of them. Finally I decide on the tread mill. It will take my mind off the hot man with me in the room and focus on important matters.
After selecting the pace, I start my session avoiding my eyes from wandering in his direction but somehow my sides catch sight of him. After his sit ups, he moved to the barbell for thirty minutes before he moved to the rower. He had been going on about it for ten minutes now. How am I even counting this?
"You should slow down on the tread mill, it has been what, an hour?" Devan's voice breaks the silence between us.
"Let's say it is addicting." I retort. That is not true. I am actually tired now but can't get the strength to get off.
"I am done here however I don't want you suffering muscle pains tomorrow." he gazes.
"Trust me I can handle that." I defend. He shrugs before he retrieves his towel wiping away the beads of sweat flowing down his face. The sight makes me drool and envy the towel all together. Get your head straight Nellie.
He glances one last time at me before he exits the room. Once he leaves the room, I stop the treadmill catching my breath in the process. While I catch my breath, I notice his phone. He left him phone lying on the bench.
I quickly reach for it quickly heading for his room which is a few rooms from mine. I knock once, twice but no answer. He must be in the shower. I turn the knob only to come face to face with his room. Perfect. That is the way his room looks. For a guy, it looks way tidier than mine.
That reminds me that a house keeper names Jenny comes two days a week Tuesday and Thursday to tidy up things here. I have met her once and she is a great person.
When someone clears their voice to get my attention, I almost drop the phone. Not today Satan. I chant in my head when I by eyes find a sweaty shirtless Devan in the fresh. I could die peacefully right now.
Six wash arbs on display tanned and glistening with sweat. The sight awakes a carnal desire inside me. I can feel the region between my thighs throbbing with an ache. I don't want to get started on my nipples. I am staring and I not even bothering to look away. He looks so sexy like a tempting sin which I am sure I am gaping.
His eyes seem to have turned a deeper shade of blue by now staring into mine. Is it lust u see in his eyes because I am very much sure it is mirroring mine. He could devour me like a piece of cake right now and I would not complain. It brain is totally messed up by now.
When his stare moves down from my eyes down to my lips, I swallow hard. I have to admit that this whole thing going on right now. The eye fucking, it is distracting. I don't know if I am breathing right now.
My eyes on their own accord travel down south from his torso to the front of his sweats. Oh my God!
There is a tent in his pants right now. Somebody shake me right now if this is some kind of a wer dream. I am sure my panties are creamed on seeing the impressive he doesn't bother to hide. Is he as attracted to me as I am attracted to him?
I have caught him several times staring at my ass when he thought I wasn't seeing and other times he would make not so subtle glances at me. The sexual tension in the room is suffocating.
When I lift my gaze back to his face, I notice the wide smirk. Immediately my face turns tomato red. This man can make me flustered without even trying. When he starts advancing towards me, I panic.
"I...I ca..I..."
He takes the phone away without a word but he doesn't step back. The closeness has me thinking of everything sinful that could happen right now. I would jump him right now if I wanted but thanks to my Wii power, I am still holding on strong. I don't know if that is going to last if he look at me the way he is looking at me right now. Like he wouldn't mind taking me down on this very floor right this moment and I know I would like it. Hell.
He brushes his hand against my hip something that sends a shiver down my spine making me wet my panties the more. I don't know why I am not even stopping him right this instant. Something keeps telling me whatever is going on right now is wrong but my body craves more of his touch and closeness.
His hand move up to my waist and the feeling of skin against skin burns so bad. I don't care that I smell like sweat or that I haven't showered, this is way better. I bite down on my lower lips to prevent the threatening moan. Why is my body reacting to Jim right now?
When his hand traces a pebbled nipple, that is my breaking point. A moan escapes my lips immediately. His touch is doing things to me I didn't know could happen.
Like my moan is a switch, Devan pulls back immediately putting space between us. The actually snaps my sex crazed brain back to reality. The repercussions of what just happened hits hard at the back of my head.
"I need..need to go."
That is what I say before I rush out of the room back to my room leaning against the door helplessly. What must happened back there? I let him seduce me or like wise. I let him touch me. How all of it sounds so wrong.
Why did he stop anyway? Off limits. That is when it hits me. I was off limits to him, Rachel had done a good job of reminding him. However that also meant that he was off limits to me. It will only be fair if it is both sided.
Oh God I am so screwed.