AN. Sorry these chapters have been quite short. They will be longer as we get further in. Almost there.
Liv feels nervous as she heads to the gym the next Afternoon. She had only just realised she was going to be getting hot and sweaty in front of a hot guy without it being for anything fun and she was now feeling rather paranoid about it.
When she got to the gym there were a few people there already unlike yesterday. Most of them women power walking on the treadmills while watching Elliot as he walks up and down laughing with them.
She stands in the doorway having dropped her things off in the changing room and watches him for a moment. He has a lovely smile she thinks and she finds herself smiling as she watches him. Eventually he looks over to her and she swears his own smile grows as he walks straight over to her.
"I thought you'd changed your mind"
She shakes her head and pushes herself off the doorframe to walk towards him as well.
"You looked busy so I was waiting"
"Olivia, interrupt me anytime"
He says those words with such authority that she finds herself nodding even though she wasn't sure exactly what he was saying. Or rather she didn't want to admit it.
"Come on then, let's get you started"
He holds out his arm and as she walks forward he places his hand on her shoulder as they walk towards the end of the room to stand in front of the mirrors. She drops off her phone and water bottle at the side of the mats before walking over the few feet to Elliot.
"So I thought we'd start with some small things today, stuff to check out your technique and maybe talk you through some of the equipment. Sound good?"
She nods and stands there anxiously wondering why she thought this was a good idea. She is sure there is a health spa that's much more relaxing that could help her lose 10 lbs.
"Now most of the ladies I train like the kettle bells, does your arms and butt in one when you do a little squat with it"
He's standing next to her but he looks behind them to check out her ass when he speaks and he finds his assumption from yesterday is correct, she has a great ass. He gives her a smirk as he looks back around to face the mirrors. He flings his arms in the air as he squats down and tells her to copy him. He stands back up and walks around her checking her posture. When she stands back up he places his hands either side of her hips and pulls her back into him.
"Try more like this" He whispers as he watches her reaction in the mirror.
She tries to keep her reaction neutral but she's getting red in the face and it isn't from the one squat she'd done. She squats again, with the new position he had put her in and he nods her head.
"Ok good i'm happy with those. How good are you at sit ups?"
All those years of being paranoid about her belly after Noah she felt fairly certain she was good at those so she smiled.
"Yeah, I can do those"
"Good. I like my women confident. Why don't you show me"
She drops to the floor and lays on her back putting her hands to the back of her head and Elliot drops down to kneel by her feet. Why is he so damn close? She wonders. Is it a distraction technique because it's working.
She does one sit up and he nods, impressed with her technique here but he doesn't tell her to stop so she carries on. He can tell when she starts to become tired but her ego isn't letting her stop.
"You're doing great. Keep going"
His voice drops as he watches a bead of sweat drop into her cleavage.
"Just like that Liv"
It comes out as much more of a moan that he had intended but he doesn't mind, he wasn't shy is coming forward.
She moans out loud and she's never been so grateful to be working out because she's sure hoping that he just mistook the moan for one final burst of energy before she lays back on the floor panting.
"That good for you?" he teases and she laughs at him from her position on the floor.
"Go get yourself a drink, we'll go and have a walk through the equipment next"
He stands up and holds his hand out for her to grab. He pulls her up with ease from the floor and she walks over to grab her drink and takes a large gulp as she watches him. She can see why Amanda likes him, if she was that type of woman she'd probably be dropping to her knees for him right now as well.
They spend the rest of the session talking through the equipment, having a little trial on each machine to check she understood how to use it and before she knew it her hour was up. In fact they had run over and his next client was already there waiting for him. Another skinny blonde woman. Wow he really has a type she thinks to herself trying not to sound bitter.
He makes his apologies even though it's the other woman he should be apologising to and tells her to make sure she books in ASAP, that her details are all on file now ready for her to book with the receptionist whenever she wants and then he walks off to meet his next client.
Olivia sits down on the bench in the corner of the room and takes another sip of her drink to cool herself down. She watches him with his client. She seems very friendly with the way she had hugged him when he had walked over, the way she keeps touching his arms, smoothing her manicured hands up and down his biceps and Liv feels a pang of jealousy.
Elliot is trying his hardest not to look over at her. He'd never been disappointed for a session to end before but this woman had him by the balls. She didn't fall at his feet like the rest of the women that came to him, she'd had a smart comeback for him just as often as she had a funny comment. She is something alright.
Eventually Olivia walks past him on her way out and he allows himself one last glimpse. He's glad he had as she flashes a smile when she sees him looking. His eyes follow her out, he wants to reach out and touch her ass and he wonders what those thighs would feel like wrapped around his head. He licks his lips at the thought of getting to taste her. Praying to god one day she will let him.
Livs shower is cold. Real damn cold. She isn't sure if it's the workout or the warm feeling between her legs caused by Elliot that's making her need it at this temperature but she feels on fire. She keeps replaying his words just like that Liv and wonders how much better that would sound coming from underneath her as she rides him. Her hands lather up her body but they stay teasing her breasts and pinching at her nipples for much longer than needed to if she was simply washing herself. Her fantasies only leave her even more frustrated than when she had got in there.
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Elliots final client was a regular. A regular sexual partner as well. She was on her knees for him in the middle of the locked gym and he noticed for the first time ever the colour of her eyes. They're brown. Just like Liv's.
"Fuck" he moans but it isn't for her, it's him shouting at himself for picturing his earlier client on her knees for him, those dark brown eyes looking up at him.
He can't stop now though, can't stop picturing her there with her dick in his mouth and her hands between her legs as she touches herself. He'd beg for her to take him all and swallow him but those kinds of women never did. But this Liv did, this fantasy Liv would beg for it. He should stop now, fuck this pretty little blonde but he's so lost in the fantasy of Liv that he doesn't even want to stop to fuck someone else and before he knows it he's spilling into her mouth and she's gagging and spitting it back on him.
"Ew Elliot what the fuck"
"Shit, sorry my bad. I forgot"
"Ugh" she stands up spitting everywhere, making so much of a drama over it that he wants to laugh. He offers her his water bottle from the boxing ring floor next to him that he was leaning against and she takes a large swig, swilling her mouth out as she does.
"You owe me" she huffs as he pulls his pants up.
"Next time, it's all about you I promise"
She seems happy enough with that and smiles before placing a kiss on his cheek.
"Same time next week?"
She nods.
"No worries. I'll book you in"
He walks her out of the building and waves her off at the door. He closes it behind her and lets out a deep breath. You've got it bad.