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Here is the second part to this one-shot you guys! I really hope you like it! Let me know what you think! x) Excuse my stupid errors!


The Next Day, Friday

6:50pm

She pulled into the almost empty lot of the gym and shut off her car. Stepping out of her vehicle, she looked around utterly confused. She wondered where everyone was tonight. Then again, it was almost the weekend so people probably put working out to rest and had better things to do. Unlike herself. She was going to the gym on a Friday night just to see him. All day, he was on her mind, stuck in her head like a catchy song. She didn't have anything else to dwell on so he was definitely a constant image. Even when she went to sleep.

Sleep was her time to put everything to rest and forget, but she ended up bringing her current obsession along. The dream quickly turned into a fantasy as Catherine received a soothing massage from a pair of hands that turned into Vincent. The feeling of his grip during the demonstration from Thursday night were in sync with her unconscious delusion. Except his hands didn't stay in place and remain professional, they explored her body to no ends. Right before her lower towel was removed, her stupid alarm clock chimed, telling her to wake up. She groaned slamming the dismissal button, wishing she'd set her clock at least 5 minutes later. She'd probably never have that dream again which was probably for the best. She didn't want those visions poking her brain while they were in session. Being that close to him, being just the two of them, was certainly enough.

She casually made her way through the double doors, viewing the lobby of the gym instantly. She smiled slightly to Sabrina, walking by, as she found out she didn't need to sign in. Sabrina nodded for her to go ahead, so Vincent must have informed her that he had a one on one session tonight. Catherine's fingers tapped her hanging bag as she walked closer and closer to the open doors of the work out room. She had to take a deep breath and control her tittering, she needed to relax. She slowed her pace reaching the doors and walked in, peaking her head around the corner. And there he was. She eyed him as he proceeded to beat the large, black punching bag that hung from the ceiling. He was still sporting some gym shorts and a black tank top that resembled the one from yesterday.

She continued to watch him with his back facing her, him unaware of her arrival. She was impressed by his speed and force. He was definitely trained in this technique. She felt bad for the dented bag, that'd certainly injure a person to great lengths.

He threw a few more hits before kicking it. He stilled the bag before leaving it to get some water. He stopped in his tracks, looking up surprised to see Catherine standing there. He smiled as she awkwardly made her way in, probably pretending she'd just got there.

"Hey.." he started before collecting his towel to arid himself, "You made it." He noticed and she smiled, nodding her head.

"Yeah, I've been looking forward to it all day actually." She spilled, partially telling the truth. "That..that was impressive." She complimented, walking in his direction.

He looked rattled at first till she signaled to the bruised bag and he released an Ohhh and kind of shrugged his shoulders. "Why thank you, it's one of the things I'll be teaching you today actually." He informed, giving her a serious look.

Her eyes bugged out and he chuckled.

"I'm kidding." He joked and watched her face settle as she cracked a small smile. He set down his bottle of water, watching her closely as she turned around to go place her bag in one of the many vacant cubby's. She slightly bended over to push it in and he had to pry his eyes away. He didn't want to get caught ogling his student, but she made it very difficult. Obviously he noticed her yesterday and he had an instant attraction towards her. That's why he picked her as his other participant. He knew he shouldn't get involved with anyone he taught, but he yearned to be close to her. He was delighted when she asked him to train her, he'd have a reason to be around her. He would try to control his wants and remain professional, but her outfit she chose today was shooting that possibility down. God help him.

She put away everything and walked over to Vincent, as he stood in the center of the room, waiting for her. Her nerves were still intact, as she didn't know what was in store.

"Since you're new to this, today we're gonna begin with some beginners warm ups, kind of like yesterday. We'll begin with this every session for about 15 minutes and even go out to the track some days. I want your body to get used to it and it'll increase your muscles and core temperatures without you feeling exhausted." He said looking at her and she nodded, listening.

"We can start with the High Knee Hold to stretch your muscles and lubricate your joints. So just do what I do okay?" He said, standing in front of her and she nodded, watching him. He stood on his left leg and bended his right up to his chest and held it for a few seconds. Catherine quickly got the hang of it, balancing wasn't that hard since she'd taken yoga. Vincent stopped and examined her form as she proceeded to change legs.

"Good." He encouraged, beginning to walk around her. "Now what your gonna do next is the External Rotation Hold." Cat nodded, not really knowing what that was. He went to stand behind her just as she rose her left knee to her chest.

"Stand straight." He said, placing his hands at her waist, startling her at first and then she relaxed into his grip. "Now you're just gonna slightly turn to your side, basically rotating your hips" He spoke low, guiding her body to the left. She probably would have fallen had he not helped her at first but now she seemed to weaken even more at his hold. Just then he let go to see her do it on her own.

The warm ups weren't so bad to her, but the last one sparked her dream back to life. Catherine laid flat on the ground, and Vincent was on his knees in front of her. He placed his palm on her calf and told her to bend that leg up to her chest. When she did so, she noticed him inch closer, half way nested against her bottom. She took a few deep breaths as his hand still remained there, his skin beginning to burn her own. He switched her legs, laying the other one down, outside of his. She looked at him and instantly regretted it, because he was watching her face before looking back down. She cursed in her head as the vision of him having his way with her played in her mind. She closed her eyes trying to get rid of the vivid thought. The last position was both her knees bent to her chest. She felt the heat coming off his body so she knew he was closer. She bit her lip to control herself, it was quiet so the only noise that filled the room was their rushed breathing. This had worked her up so she was terrified of what position they'd result in later.

Over the weeks, She had trained with Vincent on a regular basis now. They mainly met up on Monday's and Friday's, so her body was in a periodic work out to get used to it. She began to get more comfortable around him and they engaged in conversations often, before and after their sessions. Even though they were getting to know each other, there was still that lingering attraction and sexual tension between them. Catherine wasn't 100% sure if he liked her, but there were definitely moments when she suspected it. He would constantly watch her, even when they took breaks and give her a helping hand when she was perfectly capable of doing the position on her own. The night would usually end in simple goodbyes but they gradually changed. Catherine began waiting on him instead of just leaving and Vincent would walk her to her car. If things kept moving along as they were, Catherine knew she would crack and express her feelings.

She walked through the familiar gym doors, showing up for another session. She was kinda bummed because she had to cancel their session on Friday because her sister wanted to have a girls day with her and Tess. She'd be okay with missing a training session, she was just trying to avoid Tess' pestering. Tess knew she had been going to the gym every week and she thought it was because of Todd. Catherine let her believe what she wanted, cause if she found out that Vincent was her personal trainer, she'd definitely come up with some theories. Tess had already took notice too Catherine's lack of moping and happier mood. But she didn't have to know anything else, for now.

Cat walked in the room, a smile prepared on her face until it fell. She looked around even further and didn't see him. She assumed he wasn't here yet and was probably running late. She'd just look around till he got there. She walked out into the recently modified lobby. The gym not only added a pool but they now had an inside track upstairs. She walked along the corridor, looking at some of the art and pictures of people on the walls. Most of them were members who had made great physical transitions just by joining this gym. She walked until she got to the end of the hall, by the locker rooms. She touched one of the pictures that caught her attention. It was a picture of Vincent, labeled with the position he worked in. It was a good looking picture of him, standing tall, hair-cut and giving a firm look with a glint of a smirk. She grinned to herself, thinking this must have been the picture people saw that made them join his rigorous class. She looked at the picture a few moments later until her hand dropped back to her side.

The locker door for the employes shot open and she turned around toward the sound quickly and gasped when she bumped into someone. She felt the person catch her, by roping their arms around her waist. Her hands gripped tightly to their arms to steady herself. Her mouth spit out an apology, embarrassed to look at the person she'd ran right into.

"Relax, it's okay Catherine.." The person suddenly said, hushing her and her head snapped up at the voice and her jaw just about fell when she saw him. It was Vincent and he was shirtless and wet. She looked to his face, not sure what to say as they both held on to each other. It took her five seconds to finally let go and get a hold of herself. His hands returned to themselves as well, but slower just to make sure she was indeed okay.

Catherine covered her face and shook her head, mumbling harsh words to herself. "Gosh, i'm so sorry! I'm such a klutz!" She declared about herself.

He just carried on with a laugh, tossing his wet hair around in his towel. "Stop apologizing, you're not a klutz. I'm sorry I startled you, I was just taking a quick shower." He said as she slowly revealed her face. "I didn't a brief workout before our session." He admitted, lowering the towel to his exposed body.

Catherine faltered, but nodded her head, surprised she was still breathing. She tried to look at his face but he was half naked. His abs were on display and his short hung long.

"I hope I didn't make you wait too long." He continued, looking to her as they moved along from that area.

She forced her gaze to her feet as they walked and shook her head no, "No, it's fine. I just got her really." She revealed and he said an okay. She followed him back to the room and took a seat as he dug in his bag. A moment of relief came when he found a shirt to put on. She knew she wouldn't be able to focus on anything else had he not.

He walked to the middle of the floor and she followed as they usually did. She was about to get in position till he stopped her.

"I think we can be done with warm ups, it's been six weeks. Today we're going to do something different." He said waiting on her approval and she was more than prepared. She smiled to herself, ready for a real lesson. She told herself she had mastered those warm-ups and was ready for the fighting sessions. Or so she thought.

"Okay, what are we doing?" She asked, intrigued, clinching her fist.

"Well..we're gonna work on strength and precision." He enlightened her and began walking her way. She watched him as he stride closer and closer. She got anxious when he didn't stop and she found herself moving backwards until she hit the wall. She hung closely to the wall and looked up to see them face to face. He grabbed her hands, rushing them over her head and against the wall. She struggled against his grip as he looked down to her face, calculating her reaction.

"How are you gonna get out of the position?" He asked her, still watching her intently. She strained, trying to lift her wrist off the wall, but Vincent didn't budge. She gave it her everything and still, he was much stronger than her. She thought about what he said about her legs and tried to kick him, but it was almost impossible. He pressed his body against hers as she breathed heavily. She looked up at him and relaxed into his hold. The dark side of her didn't want to be released.

"I give up, what do I do?" She begged, helpless.

"Well first, you most likely want to avoid this, especially if it's a guy of my size and I'm obviously overpowering you. But if they have your hands against the wall, you can head butt someone. Honestly, it will hurt, but if it gets them away from you, then do it." He said firmly and she nodded her head. He released her wrist and stepped back.

"Now, when I'm walking towards you, try your best not to back up into a corner. Don't back up at all. Come at me. Use this part of your hand," he said grabbing hers and showing her the opening between her thumb and pointer finger, "and strike the power in the throat. It hurts like hell and it hits the trachea with enough force to stop them from breathing for a while. That gives you enough time to run."

"What if I don't want to run?" She asked as he slowly dropped her hand.

He smiled to himself, "Well you're a cop so you probably wouldn't. I'm just saying when you're off duty and you don't have back up. Hitting that area of the neck will be enough to bring the person down so you won't have to go Jet Li on them." He said amusing and she let out a adorable laugh. He smiled even more, admiring the way her nose crinkled.

Their laughter slowed down and she made herself get back in position, "Okay what's next?" She asked, ready.

"I think it's time for you to start practicing on the bag. Since we've demonstrated the move, we're gonna come back to that Friday to see where you are." He told her and she frowned. He looked at her confused, "What's wrong?"

"I was actually gonna cancel our session for this Friday coming up. I have this thing planned.." She kind of explained.

He paused before nodding his head. "That's fine, we can wait till Monday." He said. For some reason he kept wondering if these plan included another guy or maybe even her boyfriend, if she had one.

"Great." She said, glad having that settled. She watched him as he went to set up the punching bag, lifting it above his shoulders, walking to the hook it held on. He let it swing before holding it steady.

"Now, what I want you to do is punch it straight forward, combining your left and right hand. Try to find a rhythm your okay with." She went along with his instructions and did as she was told. Soon, he instructed her to add a kick to the center of the bag after throwing two punches. She had did this for quite some time before it was almost time for them to go. Her arms were sore and her knuckles were beginning to bruise. Her and Vincent discussed getting her some gauze and gloves from now on. Catherine sat in the lobby and waited for him as he went to go get her some ice from the worker's break room. She rubbed her hands gently, staring down at them.

"Catherine?" spoke a male voice and she looked up and mentally cursed.

"Todd? What are you doing her?" She asked, looking down the corridor, hoping Vincent was on his way. Tess said he only came on Tuesdays and Thursday's, why was he here?!

"I decided to practice outside on the court for the little game I have coming up." He said, before looking down at her hands. "Oh god, what happened?" He asked taking a seat by her. Before she could answer, he grabbed her hands and looked at them closely. She cringed at his touch as he rubbed her knuckles in a caring way.

"I'm not a doctor, but you should definitely put some ice on that, they're starting to swell.." She nodded her head and pulled her hands away from him and he looked up at her.

"I will, thank you." She said, kind of brushing him off.

"Okay...do you need a ride or anything? Is Tess with you?" He asked, begging to be in her presence.

"No, no she's at home. I drove here by myself." She said and she could see then an idea came to him.

"Oh..would you..i don't know wanna go get a drink or something? I know your probably exhausted, but it's only 8..the night is still young." He said with a slight smile, hoping she would agree.

Vincent rushed down the hallway, trying to hurry because the ice was beginning to numb his hand. Someone locked the freaking door, so he had to find his key he had access too. He walked around the corner and back into the lobby. He was prepared to see Catherine waiting there, but not with someone else. He eyed the guy as he sat pretty close to her, feeding off of her attention. He thought maybe he was a friend or maybe he just noticed her hand and was asking if she was okay.

He walked closer but stopped when the guy gave her a hug. Catherine didn't really hug him back, as she was surprised, but Vincent still felt his skin heat up at the view in front of him. He even took a moment to smell her hair before pulling away. Vincent's fist tightened on the bag of ice in his hand. He finally got close enough to hear them speak. The guy stood up and said "Okay, I'll see you tomorrow then." and Catherine said "Alright."

Todd began walking away just when Vincent reached Catherine. Catherine turned and then saw Vincent waiting there and she slightly smiled.

"Hey, what took you so long?" She asked, but he wasn't watching her. She tilted her head at him and noticed he seemed upset or at least he wasn't acting normal. She followed his glare and it led to the door Todd had just left out. She looked back to Vincent and placed her hand on his forearm.

"Vincent, are you okay?" She asked, concerned and he softened at her touch and then looked back to her. He had a moment before he put on a gradual smile and nodding his head.

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine. I just remembered I forgot to take the trash out this morning." He lied, taking a seat beside her.

She nodded her head, not completely convinced but she brushed it off. He grabbed her hand and placed the cold contents on the outside of her hand. She hissed at first as it resisted against her small cuts. But she slowly stretched her fingers out and let the ice sooth her aching hand.

"How does that feel?" He asked, looking up at her, slowly rubbing her hand.

She felt her eyes close momentarily and melted with his touch. "It's much better, thank you." She said grateful.

He then looked to her other hand, placing the ice there. He admired her delicate fingers before shooting out a question.

"Who was that guy?" He asked curious, still looking at her hand.

"That just left? Oh that was Todd." She said carelessly.

"Your boyfriend?" Vincent proceeded to ask, slowly looking up at her.

Catherine stared into his unhinging glare and then back to her own hands. She wondered why he was asking.

"No, he just works with me." And then Vincent felt at ease and she noticed. "I'm single." She said grasping his attention.

He almost said good but stopped himself and went with, "Me too."

"Are you ready?" He asked her, stalking her down.

She nodded her head, getting in her stance.

Vincent placed his hand on her stomach, pushing her against the wall. She darted her open hand towards his throat but he blocked it and still managed to place her hands above her head. He smiled and she huffed in agitation.

"We've done this five times and I still can't get it right." She complained. "Can you at least pretend like you don't know what your doing?" She asked and he laugh a little.

"You know I can't do that, what if the person is trained and do know what their doing?" He asked her and she returned a simple look, shrugging you.

"Then I'll just come find you because I obviously suck at this." She joked and he slowly pressed his body against hers. He looked to her as he light mood faded away.

"Well I'm always near.." He said, letting his right hand leave her hands and trickle down her arm. She swallowed and watched as his face got closer. His palm reached her side and she tried to calculate what was happening.

"Vincent-" She started, nearly out of breath.

"Let's try something different." He said in a demanding way which made her shiver.

He watched her face as his hand went down to her shorts. She looked at him feverish as his hand dived into her bottoms and than her panties. She opened her mouth to speak but no sound was released as he began to touch her. He still admired her reaction as her eyes closed at the feeling. She found herself gripping his hand that was still above her head and trapping his hand between her thighs. She looked to him through her heavy lids as his name fell from her lips. He placed a slight kiss on her lips before pushing his tongue in her mouth and her hand clung to his face to kiss him back. His hand moved against her faster and she shook in pleasure, dropping her palm over his. She gripped his hand hard as he continued to move, feeling her release build. She broke away from the kiss and let out a loud moan. He never slowed his pace as his fingers applied more pressure and she dug her nails in his skin as her body vibrated.

"Catherine...wake up." He suddenly said.

BEEP BEEP BEEP

She groaned, waking up to the annoying sound. She frowned and drowned her face in her pillow. This has got to stop she thought to herself. She was having another dream about Vincent that ended too soon. She turned over, finally silencing the alarm. She laid in her bed for a moment, closing her eyes, wishing the dream would come back. It all felt too real and the dreams were getting closer and closer to them actually having sex.

A couple weeks had passed by and it was Monday, which became one of her favorite days of the week. Which was strange since everybody else seemed to hate it. Tess had found out she wasn't going to the gym to see Todd, it wasn't that hard. She knew she was only going Monday's and Friday's while Todd went Tuesday's and Thursday's. She assumed Cat was just going to workout and said she'd come with me. There was no point in lying anymore so Cat went ahead and told her she had a personal trainer. She laughed at first, thinking Catherine was joking.

"I'm serious Tess." She told her cackling friend, looking at herself in the mirror.

"Okay, why do you need a personal trainer? Your already fit." She said, watching Catherine fix herself up.

"I know but...I just want to learn something other beneficial stuff.." She said and she squinted at me.

"How hot is he?" She deadpanned and folded her arms.

"Tess.." She dragged out. "It's not about that.."

"So he is hot? Is that why your fixing your hair to go to the gym? I bet it's that Vincent guy from that class we took months ago." And that's when Catherine remained silent, looking back to the mirror.

Tess shook her head, "I knew it."

Catherine threw her head back and gave her an Oh Really look, "You did not know!" She proclaimed.

"Well not specifically. But I noticed the way you two were eye humping each other in class and I thought it was a bit odd she wanted to stay behind and talk with him, but I just brushed it off then cause I thought you were into Todd." She confessed and Cat shrieked.

"Ew no. One thing you should know is, I will never be attracted him. He's too..desperate." She resulted in.

"So..are you two going out or something? Then again I don't think you'd get let into any restaurant with those revealing clothes on."

Catherine rolled her eyes, "They're just work out clothes Tess." She said.

"Yeah, workout clothes just for Vincent. Do you...workout for him?" She asked, cracking a smirk.

Catherine tried to fight off the smile and shook her head, "And that's my cue to leave." She said gathering her bag and bottle, headed to the front door.

Tess flopped on the couch, cutting the tv on, "Have fun!" She yelled out at her and Catherine just left, choosing not to respond.

Catherine walked through the front door, like routine, but this time she didn't see Sabrina. She didn't really see anyone at first. She walked further into the lobby and saw Vincent sitting on one of the couches. He looked, hearing her walk in and he instantly smiled.

He was always used to her wearing her hair in a ponytail and now it flowed in long curls. Her hair was beautiful as it surrounded her angelic face. He stood up as she walked over and she looked very befuddled.

"Where is everyone?" She asked him, inquisitive and he shrugged his shoulders.

"I don't know where the people are but Sabrina left me in charge to close the place up tonight." He said dangling the keys in front of her with a smile and she laughed a little.

"I don't know why you're smiling, that just means you have to stay here longer." She threw back at him. "I get to go home." She smirked and he grabbed his heart, pretending to be wounded.

"You mean Catherine would leave me all by myself?" He asked dramatically, leaning into her side.

She gave him a knowing look, walking beside him, "I think you'll be just fine, but if you need me that bad...than I guess I can stay till closing time." She said, as if it was a burden before laughing at his cute face.

She laughed while he was digesting her words. She had absolutely no idea how much he did need her.. bad. The playful avoidance would only hold up for so long.

"Where exactly are we going?" Catherine suddenly asked as they left the front area, headed for the elevator.

"To the workout room upstairs. It's like the room downstairs but it has more of the things we need." He informed her, pressing the button that showed up.

"So why haven't we been using that room?" She asked.

"Well..it's really for the employes but tonight, it's for us." He said giving her a smug look. "And I have the keys so why not." He proposed and she decided not to question it as she followed him into the elevator. A feeling of exhilaration overcame her. She wasn't really used to this side of him. He was a little carefree and spontaneous. She was used to him being strict and precise. But she didn't mind this at all, it was just the fact that it was just the two of them. She was really, finally alone with him.

They made it to the second floor and Catherine spotted the pool area they had recently put in. The water shimmered against the glass in a soft blue. She thought it looked nice, this gym was practically a mansion. They stopped at the door as Vincent placed the key in the lock. He turned it and pushed it opened, signaling for her to go in as he opened the door. She stepped in after flickering on the lights and looked around. He was right, this room did have a lot of stuff and was like three times bigger than the one downstairs. These employes had it good.

Catherine went to the table to sat her bag down and she heard Vincent shut the door. She let her nerves ease back but she tried to remain calm. It didn't mean anything, he just did it because they weren't suppose to be up there. Yeah, that's it she thought.

Vincent sat down in one of the chairs watching her as she put everything away. He took off his thin t-shirt to reveal his famous black-t. He still watched her and decided to talk.

"Your hair.." He started and she turned around at the sound of his voice, "It's nice like that." He complimented, looking up at her. She blushed and smiled.

"Thanks. Tess and I went out before I came here." She lied, turning back around. She couldn't tell him she did her hair just for him.

Vincent licked his bottom lip, nodding his head in understanding. He knew of her friend Tess as they shared conversations during sessions. He rose up out his chair and she turned around when she heard him coming in her direction. She looked away from his gaze and to her own feet.

"So..what are we doing this week?" She asked, doing her best to push her hormones asides.

"Hmm.." He began, trying to think of something, looking around the room. "We'll start with the pull up bar to further strengthen your upper body and then we'll do a set on the step up stool." Catherine looked to both the exercise machines as he pointed to them.

"And then...we can try that move we worked on." Catherine looked up to him and gulped. Her mind flashed back to her dream she had last night. She nodded slowly and went on to do the exercises. First she started with the step up bar and she already felt tired doing that after ten minutes. Her legs were aching to be stopped and after a little while, Vincent told her she could stop and relax. She took a breather before moving on to the pull up bar. She watched Vincent reach up there without any problems and did ten lifts before jumping down. Catherine eyed the bar before looking to Vincent for helped. He chuckled to himself and stood behind her. His hands fell to her waist, lifting her up so she could reach the bar. She gripped the bar and actually raised her head above the bar. He let her go, encouraging her to keep going. It only lasted for twenty seconds really until she was just dangling. Vincent grabbed her again until her feet touched the ground.

"Okay, I think I miss the punching bag." She said, throwing some of her hair behind her back, trying to catch her breath. She didn't even get a chance to look at him, before she knew it he was pushing her up against the wall. He tried to press his forearm to her when she quickly pushed his arm out the way and kneed him in his stomach.

Vincent grabbed his stomach for a moment before looking up at her and smiling. She backed up for a moment and looked at her hands, she couldn't believe she just did that. She looked up at him a little panicky, she didn't know if she hurt him or not.

"Are you okay?!" She asked, inching towards him.

He stood up fully and still smiled, taking it like a man, "I'm fine, that was really good." He said a little impressed.

"Well you just came right at me! That was my first instinct." She said and then realized that she didn't completely suck at this. She was learning something after all.

"Maybe I should surprise you more often." Vincent teased, with his devious smile. "That seems to work for you." He realized, walking towards her but she didn't budge. She stood still as he stepped toe to toe with her. She looked at his lips before looking up to his eyes. This time she wouldn't back up, whatever was coming..she didn't want to fight it.

Vincent watched her like always as he spoke, "This time instead of you asking me, I'm gonna ask you. What would you like to do? This time, we can do anything you like.." He added on and watched as her emeralds became a dark green, filled with lust. Her fingers gripped his shirt before she pressed her lips against his. She kissed him a few seconds more before pulling away. She slowly opened her eyes and licked her lips to retrieve his taste. She looked up at him to see him just as hungry as she was. His left hand grabbed her face and rushed her mouth to his, trying to devour her. Her hands gripped at his sides as she tethered her body with his. He roped his hand around her waist to pull them even closer as his other palm threaded in her locks. She opened her mouth to him and welcomed his tongue. The taste of each other was electrifying and addictive to say the least. Catherine fought herself to pull away so she could catch her breath and he instantly leaned down to kiss her neck. He pried his mouth to suck the skin by her collarbone and she moaned, gripping him even harder if that was possible.

Vincent maneuvered her up into his arms, hooking her legs around his waist she crossed her arms around his neck. She kissed him as he started walking with her to the locker room only ten feet away. He pushed threw the door and shut it, not even caring to lock it. She groaned when her back came in contact with one of the lockers. She leaned back against it, rising her hips off the door as Vincent yanked her tights from her legs. Catherine hopped down momentarily to peeled her bottoms completely off and Vincent pulled his tank top over his head. Their clothes scattered over the floor till they were both naked.

She desperately wanted to jump him and feel complete, but he proceeded to tease her first. His hands gripped her exposed breast while his mouth feed from her neck. She slightly moaned, pulling at the short strands of his hair. He went down to plant kisses on her chest and further down to her stomach and core. Catherine wanted to pull at her own hair from the show he was giving as she looked down at him. She brought his face back up to hers and kissed with as much force she contained. She climbed back up into his arm as he rested her against the cold lockers again. He rubbed himself against her and she moaned in his mouth in return. He pressed himself against her and gradually pushed in. He pulled away from her mouth, wanting to see her face and hear her cries. She moaned his name, not caring if anyone on the block heard as he filled her completely. He let her adjust to his size before he started to move and she dug her feet him his bottom.

They started to move in sync and she swore she saw stars. The feeling was unforgettable and only increasing. Vincent's hands rested on her hips as he picked up the pace. His mouth found hers again, missing her soft lips. He let out a hurtled groan as she began to tighten around him. He continued to move until he couldn't anymore. He felt Catherine's limbs shake against his as they both welcomed their release.

She still clinged in his arms and so did he, not wanting to let go of the moment just yet. He looked to her face, running his fingers through her locks and leaned forward to his her again. She sighed into him and raised her hand to the back of his neck. They kissed each other once more before separating. Vincent watched her face and smiled widely at her.

Catherine smiled too, "What?" She asked.

He pushed some of her behind her ear and continued grinning, "We should do what you want more often." He said as shook her head smiling, bringing their lips back to each other.


A/N

Soooo...TELL ME YOUR THOUGHTS PEOPLE! XD I really worked hard on this and gave it my all! It was my first one-shot and I just love it. I hope you guys do too! Any ideas for another VinCat one-shot? Please review! :)