Committed by Alycia Taylor Page B

on your hands and knees,” he whispered.
    I did as he asked and he reached around and took my breasts in his hands. He
plunged into me from behind and I was already out of breath
from the orgasm, but that took away all that was left. He reached places inside
of me that I didn’t even know existed. The force of his movements were throwing me forward and I had to
take ahold of the sheet so we could get into a rhythm. Once we did, it was a
mind-blowing experience.
    We rocked together like a perfectly choreographed
dance and I could feel another orgasm taking hold of
me just as I felt him begin to elongate inside of me. His whole body tensed up
and he picked up his pace, pounding me from behind
until at last he exploded. I felt a shuddering
beginning deep within my core and expanding throughout my body as I had my
second orgasm.   We both collapsed and lay
shivering together until he was able to move again. He put his arm around me and pulled me into his chest and we both eventually
drifted off to sleep.

 
    CHAPTER
TWO
    BRAXTON
    “They ever clean this place?” I said to Sam as I sat my bag down on the bench.
    “What’s the matter, princess, is a little sweat
smell offensive to you?” Sam asked.
    “It smells like a hundred guys with no deodorant
have been working out in here,” I told him. It was
seriously making me want to throw up. It wasn’t
usually so bad. There were only a few other guys in the gym at
the moment , so I guessed that it just hadn’t been cleaned in a long
while.
    I went over to the storage chest and sat down my water bottle and my wraps. I pulled off my T-shirt and then started wrapping my hands.
Sam came over and took over. He never said, “Hey, kid, you need some help?” or
even, “Here, let me do that.” He always just walked over and took it right out
of my hands.
    Sam grabbed the wraps and said, “Hold out your
hands.”
    I rolled my eyes. He talked to me like I was a little
kid sometimes. He guided my thumb through the hole as
if I didn’t know it went there and began to wind the yellow cloth around my
hand. Two circles around the wrist and then over the thumb, five or six times
around the knuckles, a crisscross between each finger and the reinforcement
with what was left. It was like a mantra in my head
and I had no problem doing it myself.
    As he wrapped the other hand he asked, “So how’s
your girl?”
    I grinned and said, “What girl?”
    “The one who left the locker room
soaking wet the other night. Either the two of you
were—”
    “Okay, okay! She’s fine, Emmi’s fine.” It had never bothered me to talk about my
conquests in the past, but Emmi was different. She
wasn’t just some girl I was banging. I got the feeling Sam knew this and was just trying to goad
me.
    “You ready to work out? Are you over your little
hissy fit about the smell, Prima Donna?”
    I didn’t dignify him with an answer to that, I just rolled my eyes again and
replied, “I’m ready, what are we doing today?”
    Sam slid a rope with two handles, alternating blue
and red casings, off the ring floor and handed it to me .
    “We’re gonna work on that
fancy footwork,” he told me . I grimaced; jumping rope was not my thing. Maybe because I wasn’t a twelve-year-old girl.
    He waited for me to get
ready and then he pushed the button for the timer on the wall. As soon as it
beeped I started jumping.
    I got into a rhythm and made myself focus on something else as I listened to the
rope hit the floor. If I concentrated too much on
jumping my feet tended to get all tangled up. I thought about my favorite thing… Emmi . Things had been
going so well between us, finally. Although she still hadn’t talked to me about those three dreaded little words I blurted out.
    The buzzer went off and I stopped jumping.
    “Pretty good, been out in the park practicing with
those little girls again, huh?” I didn’t know what I
would do without Sam’s form of encouragement. He reached back into his