The door opens and he walks in. I watch him in the mirror as he makes his way to the treadmill next to me as if it's the only one left. It isn't. There are six others, and we are the only two people in the hotel gym. He nods at me cordially as he starts up his machine, matching my pace easily. I stare straight ahead, looking out of the window at people going about their busy schedules on the streets below. I can feel him watching me but ignore it, turning my music up and concentrating on my breathing. My treadmill finally stops as the programme ends and I lean over the controls, calming my breathing as the cool down programme starts. I glance across at him sneakily, blushing when I realise he's blatantly staring at me. He signals for me to take my earbuds out, so I pull out the one closest to him and smile. "Hey" he says. "That's kinda loud. Deafening even. Deftones, right?" I nod. Shit. If he heard and recognised it it must have been loud. "Sorry if it disturbed you" I say quietly. He shakes his head quickly. "I left my headphones in my room" he admits, checking his treadmill quickly as it beeps signalling his cool down programme starting. "I'd be listening to them too otherwise. Do you have a favourite song?" "Uh to work out to, Swerve City" I say. "To chill out to, um, Sextape." He grins. "I like that one too" he says, winking at me. "Uh, feel free to say no, but as there's nobody else in here, would you mind spotting me on the weights?" "Uh sure" I say. "If you're sure I can take it. I mean, I am a girl." "A pretty ripped girl" he laughs. I groan, cursing my choice of gym attire. Sports bra and compression leggings. Great one. "Helps with the job" I say, getting off the treadmill and following him to the weights bench.
After spotting him, he helps me out by spotting me for a while. "Thanks" I moan finally getting off the bench. "What next?" he asks, looking around. I grin. "Just kettlebell squats and the rower to go for me" I say, making my way to the kettlebells. He follows me quickly. "I'm Jon" he says, holding out his hand. "Courtney" I say, smiling and shaking it quickly. "Look, Jon, I'm really sorry, I'm kinda in a hurry now. I need to get this workout done and get showered. Start a new job tonight so can't be late." He smiles ruefully. "I understand" he says quietly. "Nice meeting you Courtney." "You too" I say, putting my earbuds back in and concentrating on my workout. Well, trying to anyway. Him squatting in front of me isn't helping. I rush through what I have to do and take my earbuds out. "Nice meeting you Jon" I say, waving as I make my way to the door. He's beside me straight away. "You too" he says quietly moving to kiss my cheek. I turn my head and he kisses me full on the lips. "Shit" he groans. "I'm sorry..." I don't let him continue, putting my finger on his lips. "Fuck it" he groans, pulling me close and kissing me until we're both breathless. And in the corridor somehow. He produces a keycard and raises an eyebrow at me. Before I know what I'm doing I nod at him and he leads me to a room a few doors away, opening the door and pulling me inside before I can change my mind.
He barely waits for the door to close before kissing me again, both of us pulling at each other's clothes. "Damn" he groans, carrying me to the bed and lying me down. I put my finger on his lips again. "No talking" I whisper. He kisses me again while fumbling in his jeans pocket, producing a foil package triumphantly. Nice. Spontaneous and safe. I watch, biting my lip, as he tears the packet open with his teeth. I take it from him, taking out the condom and putting it gently in my mouth. I push him back on the bed, looking up at him as I slide the condom on to him and take him in my mouth at the same time. "Fuck!" he yells, gripping the sheets. I smirk as I watch his reaction before taking him into my mouth again. "Oh dear fucking god" he moans, grabbing my head and thrusting up into my mouth slowly. "Woah stop!" he groans, pulling me up to him and kissing me softly. I straddle him and he nods, positioning himself just right before holding onto my hips and pulling me down onto him slowly. "Fuck!" we both moan as we start to move together. He flips me over onto my knees, steadying himself before sliding into me from behind. I moan as he thrusts hard and fast. "Oh Jon!" I yell, feeling myself coming undone. He grabs my ponytail and pulls me up to meet him, kissing my neck, up my jaw, and finally my mouth. "I'm gonna cum" he warns. "I want you there before me. Cum for me Court, I know you're close." I moan as he starts moving faster and faster. "Jon!" I yell, gripping onto the sheets. "Yes!" he yells. "Oh fuck yes. Fuck!" He thrusts once more before stilling, laying me down flat on the bed and collapsing on top of me. We both lie still, panting, getting our breath back. "Wow" he finally whispers. I smile and groan as he climbs off me. "I'm, uh, just gonna clean up" he says, heading for the bathroom. I nod and watch as he closes the door behind him. As soon as it clicks shut I grab my gym gear, pulling it all back on before rushing out of the room, taking the stairs to my own floor.