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“Nope.”
“I assumed you guys travel a lot.”
“I can see how most people would think that. But no. Thing is, I did most of my traveling when we were in the SEALs. Kace and Elias too. Once we retired and moved back to San Francisco, our full focus went into our businesses. Plenty of domestic flights, sure, and the occasional dash to London or Singapore, but those are few and far between. The fintech sector is nowhere near as glamorous as it’s made out to be.”
Amaya nods slowly. “Lots of numbers, right?”
“Lots of right numbers and a crippling fear of getting the wrong ones,” I reply. “What about you? Have you ever left the states?”
“No.”
She doesn’t look at me. She stares at the wall on the other side of the room, and I see the sadness flickering in the pools of her deep, brown eyes in the reflection from the mirror.
“That’s alright, you’ve got plenty of time to get out there,” I say, eager to get her out of this sad mood. Mira had mentioned something about a tumultuous past relationship once during a call with Elias, but she didn’t elaborate much. Nor would I expect her to. Mira and Amaya are best friends, and I know they wouldn’t betray each other’s privacy in any form. “You can start with this continent, though, just to get your feet in the water.”
“Let me guess, Mexico?”
I shrug, leaning forward for a better stretch. “Or Canada. Don’t laugh just yet. It’s got some of the prettiest sights in the world.”
But enough with the chitchat. I get up and straighten my back, welcoming the crackling of my spine as my shoulders drop in utter relaxation. Amaya frowns.
“We’re not done yet.”
“Oh, but I am, and you’re not doing your pose right.”
“Are you serious?” she scoffs, briefly glancing down. For a moment, she actually believes me. Damn, she’s so cute. Before she can realize what’s happening, I kneel behind her and place my hands on her shoulders.
Instantly, she shudders.
“Relax, I’m only here to help,” I say, my voice low. It’s hard to keep a friendly tone when my cock is practically wrestling against my shorts. Dammit, this woman is a walking gunpowder barrel waiting to explode. “Now, I may not be an instructor like you, but I’m pretty sure you’re supposed to go deeper into this stretch,” I add, gently pressing down her shoulders, pushing her further forward.
“I can’t believe this. I’m getting schooled by a client.”
Without hesitation, I lean over and whisper in her ear, careful to let my lips briefly brush her soft, warm lobe. “I could school you in a whole lot of things, Amaya. All you need to do is be open to it.”
“Oh really?” She chuckles. She doesn’t sound mad or offended. She sounds more curious than anything else. I can tell from the glimmer in her eyes as she glances over her shoulder, the raggedness of her breath. From the subtle perk of those nipples poking through her pink tank top. I squeeze her shoulders as I allow my upper body weight to slowly press over her. She can feel my erection pushing subtly between her buttocks.
To my delight, her hips dip upward as if to receive me.
I look down and find her giving me a sideways glance. It’s sultry and inviting. I have no choice but to oblige, so I snake one arm under and around her waist, pulling her closer.
She surrenders almost instantly, her ass pressed against me as I jerk forward to give her a better clue of what she can expect.
“Finn…” she moans as my other hand reaches around and cups her breast. I squeeze the soft flesh and let my cock twitch, nuzzled in the heat of her core. Her legs move underneath her as she shifts into a more comfortable position. Her ass is splendidly fitting against my groin at this point. I could tear her shorts off in the blink of an eye.
“I love how my name sounds rolling off those lips,” I reply and plant a kiss on the side of her neck.
She shudders again and as she turns her head I kiss her. Hungrily. Shamelessly. Unabashed, I let my tongue battle hers. I win, and I deepen the kiss, reveling in her sweetness as I move my hips in a steady, swaying motion. Amaya responds, matching every movement and making me imagine a whole night’s worth of mindless fucking, of losing myself inside of her, of filling her to the brim, taking turns with Kace and Elias.
“We shouldn’t be doing this,” she manages to say, but doesn’t stop me.
Instead, she tilts her head to the side so I can kiss her neck more, so I can let my tongue trail a hot, wet line as I knead her breast, squeezing tighter and tighter.
“Imagine taking the three of us at the same time,” I mutter and nibble on her earlobe, drawing a low hiss from her throat. I know she’s imagining it—and more.
Voices echo outside as shadows move beyond the frosted glass wall.
I know that’s it for today. I kiss her quickly on the lips, then get up and pull back before the door opens. “Thank you for the session,” I say, giddy and smiling as the clients begin to come in. “I’ll see you soon, Amaya.”
