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her yoga pants and underneath her panties. 
    She cried out when his hand cupped her warm
center.  He stared down at her and rubbed his fingers against her easily.  She
could just make out the small, satisfied smile on his face and for the first
time she realized how wet she was.  Her face flushed with embarrassment and
again, despite the darkness, he seemed to see her clearly.
    “Why are you blushing?”  He asked as his
fingers stilled their movement against her skin.
    “Because I’m so…”
    She stopped and shook her head, unable to
actually say the words.  His face was very close to hers now, and this time she
could easily identify the wolf-like grin that crossed his face.
    “Wet?”  He whispered. 
    “Oh my God.”  She muttered, her face
burning.
    “You shouldn’t be embarrassed by that.”  He
breathed into her ear.  “You have no idea how much it turns me on knowing I
make you this wet so quickly.”
    She groaned again, her hand coming up to
tug at his forearm as the ache in her belly was replaced with embarrassment. 
“Will, maybe we should stop.  This doesn’t seem like a good id – “
    Her breath caught in her throat as Will’s
fingers began to move again, this time against her small pink nub. 
    “What isn’t a good idea?”  He murmured into
her ear. 
    “This?”  He rubbed in a circular motion. 
“Or maybe this?”  He pinched her clit lightly, and she cried out loudly and dug
her fingers into his arms.
    Hannah tossed her head back and forth as
Will continued to touch her.  The ache was back, beating ferociously inside of
her, and all of her embarrassment had melted away.  She was acutely aware of
the feel of Will’s cock against her hip, heavy and hard, and she slid her hand
down his stomach and pushed it into his jeans.  Boldly she gripped him in her
hand, liking the way he shuddered above her, and began to stroke him firmly.
    “Jesus, Hannah.”  He whispered.  His hand
stilled against her and he threw his head back, staring sightlessly up at the
ceiling as she stroked and rubbed.  She ran her thumb over the tip of him,
feeling the warm stickiness, and gave her own smile of satisfaction.
    Suddenly, with a low growl of desire and
frustration, Will yanked her hand free.  She stared at him, noticing for the
first time the thick beard that covered his lower jaw, and shivered.  She was
worried that he was going to stop, but one look into his eyes and she quickly
realized that he had no intention of stopping. 
    She should have been afraid.  She should have
been telling him to stop.  She was pretty sure that having sex with her
instructor in the middle of the gym was, although not in the handbook,
considered a rule-breaker.  She was terrified that she would be kicked out of
the program, that she would lose her chance to take her revenge for Sara’s
death, but her need and desire for Will was overriding her common sense.
    She lifted her hips as he tugged at the
waistband of her pants, making it easier for him to sweep her pants and
underwear off, before he unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans.  He didn’t bother
with pushing them down, just pulled his cock free as she opened her thighs
wide.  He settled between them and she gasped at the feel of his cock against
her opening.
    “Okay?”  He paused and she nodded
frantically.
    “Yes.  Please…oh please.”  She cried out.
    With a low groan he entered her.  He was
large, much larger than either of her previous boyfriends, and she uttered a
low cry under her breath as her body stiffened under his. 
    He stopped immediately and ran a gentle hand
down her side.  “Have I hurt you?”
    She shook her head.  “No.  I just need a
minute.”
    He nodded and waited patiently as she adjusted
to his size.  He clenched his teeth, his breath hissing out between them when,
after a moment, she moved her hips.
    She smiled a little and moved again, his
groan sending another spasm of pleasure through her belly.  She reached