fucked.”
Three days later, I found myself outside Pro-Weight’s gym and I had no idea how I’d come to be there. My head was a mess and I was living in a daze.
And that was why I stood on the pavement outside the gym that Zach owned. Though I still hadn’t decided what exactly I was there to say. Before I could talk myself out of it, I swung the door open and stepped inside. The smell of stale sweat masked with bleach filled my senses. How Carlie could stand to spend time there, I would never understand.
I froze in the doorway and the receptionist looked up at me with a false smile.
“Good Morning, can I help you?”
“I, um.”
She frowned at me, “Are you ok?”
“No, I,” words failed me.
“Maria, can you pull up all the expired records and make a list of names please? If you pass them on to Nyle, he’s organising all the details for the membership drive,” Zach’s voice echoed across the foyer and the receptionist looked over to the left.
“Sure, Zach. No problem,” she gave him a megawatt smile and fluttered her eyelashes. Wherever Zach came from, he disappeared again seconds later.
In the silence that followed, my heart rate escalated and my palms began to sweat. My reaction was ridiculous and I wanted to kick myself for not being able to pull myself together. The talk I needed to have with him wasn’t going to go the way I wanted it to if I couldn’t even focus enough to speak.
“Sir, seriously, do you need something?” Maria addressed me but she was clearly edging towards impatience.
“Zach,” I managed to spit out.
“You need to speak to Zach? Would you like me to call him?”
“Yes,” I demanded, unable to say any more.
She gave me an odd look but pressed a button on her desk. Zach answered through the speaker.
“There is someone in reception who wishes to speak to you,” Maria told him, glancing back up at me.
“Does this someone have a name?”
She raised her eyebrows but I shook my head, I couldn’t take the risk that he’d avoid me.
“He says no, he doesn’t have a name.”
Zach sighed and the speaker clicked off.
“He’ll be right with you,” Maria advised before going back to her computer.
Appearing from the corridor, he paused and his eyes widened. His steps slowed as he approached.
“Blake.”
I sucked in a breath through my nose. Whatever was going on in my brain, he was the solution, I just needed to find out why, and how.
“I need to talk to you,” I explained.
“Here? Or do we need to go to my office?”
For reasons unknown to me, my heart faltered in my chest. The thought of being alone with him behind closed doors both excited and terrified me all at once. Talking out in the open wasn’t an option though.
“Office,” I decided.
Without word, he turned on his heel and tilted his head for me to follow. We stepped inside and he closed the door behind me and the click of the lock sounded. I wasted a few seconds to look around the room without taking anything in. I felt like the walls were closing in on me and there wasn’t enough air. I jumped when Zach spoke, not realising he was so close to me.
“So what can I do for you, Blake? You look like you’re about to pass out.”
“I want to know why you did it,” I started. “I need to know why you did that to me. The first time.”
“What exactly is that that you’re referring to?” He asked, knowing full well what I meant.
“Don’t make this difficult for me, Zach.”
Leaning into my face, his mouth was so close to mine and I fought the urge to flinch away, “Are you referring to the fact that I dropped to my knees and sucked your dick until you came like a racehorse in my mouth and then swallowed every drop?”
That time, I did flinch, “Jesus.”
“What about it?”
“Why did you do that?” I asked.
He shrugged, “Do you have any idea how hard my dick was by then? How much I wanted to feel you on me, in me, surrounding me? Blake, I fuck
Three days later, I found myself outside Pro-Weight’s gym and I had no idea how I’d come to be there. My head was a mess and I was living in a daze.
And that was why I stood on the pavement outside the gym that Zach owned. Though I still hadn’t decided what exactly I was there to say. Before I could talk myself out of it, I swung the door open and stepped inside. The smell of stale sweat masked with bleach filled my senses. How Carlie could stand to spend time there, I would never understand.
I froze in the doorway and the receptionist looked up at me with a false smile.
“Good Morning, can I help you?”
“I, um.”
She frowned at me, “Are you ok?”
“No, I,” words failed me.
“Maria, can you pull up all the expired records and make a list of names please? If you pass them on to Nyle, he’s organising all the details for the membership drive,” Zach’s voice echoed across the foyer and the receptionist looked over to the left.
“Sure, Zach. No problem,” she gave him a megawatt smile and fluttered her eyelashes. Wherever Zach came from, he disappeared again seconds later.
In the silence that followed, my heart rate escalated and my palms began to sweat. My reaction was ridiculous and I wanted to kick myself for not being able to pull myself together. The talk I needed to have with him wasn’t going to go the way I wanted it to if I couldn’t even focus enough to speak.
“Sir, seriously, do you need something?” Maria addressed me but she was clearly edging towards impatience.
“Zach,” I managed to spit out.
“You need to speak to Zach? Would you like me to call him?”
“Yes,” I demanded, unable to say any more.
She gave me an odd look but pressed a button on her desk. Zach answered through the speaker.
“There is someone in reception who wishes to speak to you,” Maria told him, glancing back up at me.
“Does this someone have a name?”
She raised her eyebrows but I shook my head, I couldn’t take the risk that he’d avoid me.
“He says no, he doesn’t have a name.”
Zach sighed and the speaker clicked off.
“He’ll be right with you,” Maria advised before going back to her computer.
Appearing from the corridor, he paused and his eyes widened. His steps slowed as he approached.
“Blake.”
I sucked in a breath through my nose. Whatever was going on in my brain, he was the solution, I just needed to find out why, and how.
“I need to talk to you,” I explained.
“Here? Or do we need to go to my office?”
For reasons unknown to me, my heart faltered in my chest. The thought of being alone with him behind closed doors both excited and terrified me all at once. Talking out in the open wasn’t an option though.
“Office,” I decided.
Without word, he turned on his heel and tilted his head for me to follow. We stepped inside and he closed the door behind me and the click of the lock sounded. I wasted a few seconds to look around the room without taking anything in. I felt like the walls were closing in on me and there wasn’t enough air. I jumped when Zach spoke, not realising he was so close to me.
“So what can I do for you, Blake? You look like you’re about to pass out.”
“I want to know why you did it,” I started. “I need to know why you did that to me. The first time.”
“What exactly is that that you’re referring to?” He asked, knowing full well what I meant.
“Don’t make this difficult for me, Zach.”
Leaning into my face, his mouth was so close to mine and I fought the urge to flinch away, “Are you referring to the fact that I dropped to my knees and sucked your dick until you came like a racehorse in my mouth and then swallowed every drop?”
That time, I did flinch, “Jesus.”
“What about it?”
“Why did you do that?” I asked.
He shrugged, “Do you have any idea how hard my dick was by then? How much I wanted to feel you on me, in me, surrounding me? Blake, I fuck
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