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him, grinned and said, “Is it that obvious?”
    He didn’t reply; he bent down to kiss her. She had been kissing him for a few weeks at this point, but this one took her breath away. She was swept away by the depth of his passion for her. His pure animal need dominated his actions, but his love for her gave them a fire she didn’t know was possible.
    Instinctively she reached up and put her hands around his neck. He moved her slowly towards the back wall of the gym, behind the punching bag. She stumbled and he leaned down, cupped his hands under her ass as he kissed her harder and lifted her up.
    She kissed him back, her tongue swirling endlessly against his, gaining momentum and ramping up her need for him, her want for him. She had to have him or she felt she might descend into madness. A frenzy of lust and love that needed to be released on her object of desire.
    “Can we get this off?” she broke their kiss and asked as she tugged at his shirt.
    “Yes,” he murmured against her neck and set her down. He pulled it over his head, her hands dragging it off as much as his. He threw it to the floor behind her and said, “Your turn.” He reached for her blouse and tore it apart down the front; the buttons popped off and clattered to the floor.
    “That was so much money, Dimi,” she gasped.
    “I don’t fucking care, it was in my way,” he said and slid it off her body. “This is better,” he continued and cupped her breasts in his hands. She wasn’t wearing a bra today, which seemed a little anticipatory if she looked back on it. She knew he’d be getting her naked at some point during their time together.
    “It’s ok,” she said but felt a twinge of guilt at being so indulgent. She thought about all the people struggling to put food on their tables and here she was, tossing a two thousand dollar blouse like it was tissue paper. She would have to remember to ask Dimitri about setting up a charity or two. It only felt right.
    “Stand there,” he told her and stood back, admiring her. She almost lifted her arms to c over her breasts, suddenly self-conscious of her scarred body.
    “Take off your pants,” he commanded and she didn’t even consider disobeying. Sometimes she would, just to get a good whipping every once in a while, but at the moment she wanted to fu ck more than she wanted to build up to it.
    “Like this?” she asked and wiggled her hips, losing her awkward insecurity. She unbuttoned them slowly and slid them over her hips , bent down and dragged them off her legs. She reached for Dimitri’s waistband and said, “Your turn.”
    “Happy to obey, my lady,” he replied with a crooked grin. She couldn’t help but stare as he slid them down, his cock popping out, happy to see her. Fully naked now, it didn’t take long before he had her backed up against the wall, kissing her furiously, full of hunger. He pulled her up into his arms again, but this time he held her still as he dragged the head of his cock back and forth through her hot slit. He teased her clit and kissed her until she was half mad again.
    “Just fuck me,” she moaned as he hit her sensitive nerves, “take me here like a fucking animal Dimi, fuck me hard.”
    “You want my cock?” he asked in her ear as he teased her clit some more, “Tell me, beg me for it.”
    She had no fight this time, her stubborn streak was gone as each nerve ending lit up with the same throbbing need to envelop him with her cunt. “Please,” she whispered and arched herself against him. His strong hands gripped her harder to accommodate her movement.
    “Please what?” he asked, his voice harsh in her ear and his breath hot on her neck.
    “Please , fuck me,” she sighed and tried to spread herself wide enough that she drew him in. “Please fuck me until the only thing I can say is your name.”
    “What do you want?” he replied, drawing it out until she felt she was about to tip into the depths of insanity.
    “Fuck,” she protested,