Daddy's Little Assistant (Daddy 9)

Chapter Fifteen

Eli was just stepping off the treadmill in their office building when Kinley walked in. He thought she’d be more comfortable here, and he hadn’t wanted any other man to watch her.

He smiled at her apprehensive look of dismay as she stared at the different equipment in the room.

“Kinley, honey, I’m over here.”

The smile she gave him made something inside of him tighten with the essential male need to have her in his arms but also soften with the affection he had for her that grew by the day. His smile spread when he took in her outfit. She wore baggy gray sweats and a sweatshirt zipped up to her chin.

He pulled her in for a hug.

She snorted and ran a hand over his t-shirt-covered chest. “You’re sweaty. What have you been doing?”

“I was on the treadmill. Does my sweat bother you?”

She raised her head so he could see her face. The flush of desire answered his question.

“No, not at all.”

“How about we go to the mat, and we’ll go over a few things.”

She smiled and took the hand he held out.

For the next five minutes, he showed her the different holds an attacker might use. He stepped back and watched her wipe a drop of sweat from her temple. “Honey, do you have something under the sweatshirt? I’d take off the sweatshirt, so you don’t get overheated.”

She nodded, but she started to blush and fidget, and he was interested in what made her that way.

She turned to face the wall, unzipped her sweatshirt, pulled it off, and set it to the side.

He knew right away he would have to dig into every bit of control he had not to strip her and dive into her. His breath caught in his throat when she turned. Besides the sweats and shoes, the only thing she had on was a tight sports bra. It was tight enough that her breasts spilled out the top. And, fuck, they seemed to be bigger than he remembered from the day before. The slight curve of her stomach slipped under the sweats she had on that bagged enough he was worried and silently begged they’d slip down.

Fuck. He wiped a hand down his face.

“This is all I had. I don’t have t-shirts because they didn’t allow them at the school I attended. I don’t exercise. I had to buy this for gym class in school, and then I had a uniform over it that the school provided. It’s been a few years since I’ve worn it.” She bit her lip. “Do you want me to put my sweatshirt back on?”

He wanted to yell God, yes, but knew it would hurt her feelings.

“No, baby. You’re fine.” He walked to the middle of the mat. “Come here, and we’ll do the holds again. Then I’ll show you how to break from them and the defensive moves you can use.”

He went through different scenarios, and his body got tenser while his cock throbbed painfully. One hold had his arms wrapped around her from behind. He hadn’t been paying attention, and they tripped. He only had time to twist to break her fall.

He lay there with his eyes closed.

She scrambled to kneel by his chest. Her hand landed on his chest. “Eli, are you okay? Did I break one of your bones when I landed on you?”

He stared up at her. The hair had come loose from the tie she put in it that morning. She had a fine sheen of sweat from their excursions, and her face was soft with concern and a bit of desire.

He lifted his hand and cupped her face. “No, honey. You didn’t hurt me.”

“Why are you having trouble getting up?”

“Because I want to kiss you so bad right now, I’m afraid if I move, I’ll tumble you to the floor and take the kiss I’m desperately needing.”

She stared down at him for a moment. “Why can’t you have a kiss?”

He groaned. “Baby, I’m afraid it wouldn’t stop there.”

“I don’t care. I want you to touch me.”

He studied her expression before pulling her head down to take her lips. His other hand came up so he could cup her face. Within a moment, they were both panting and trying to press their lips tighter against each other.

Without a thought, he pulled her down on top of him. Her hands went to his shoulders, and she spread her knees until her legs rested on both sides of his hips.

He slid a hand down her back to cup her ass and press her tighter against his raging hard-on. She moaned when he lifted his hips to make better contact with her cunt.

They dry-humped each other and continued to kiss for a few minutes. She squealed when he rolled them until he was on top of her.

“Wrap your legs around me, baby.”

She instantly did what he said and tried to pull his head down for another kiss.

He chuckled before giving her what they both wanted.

They were both so deep into their passion, it took them a moment to hear the people.

Eli raised his mouth and saw Caleb and Bella standing in the doorway, grinning.

Eli groaned and pressed his forehead to Kinley’s as they both tried to slow the pace of their breathing.

“Hey, Eli, Bella and I like to work out that way, too.”

Eli chuckled when Bella gasped at Caleb before he leveraged himself up and off Kinley. One look at her spread out before him and, a groan tore from his throat.

If Caleb hadn’t snorted, he would have gone back down on her. He looked back at them to see Bella trying to pull Caleb over to the other side of the room, but the asshole just stood there trying to make him uncomfortable.

“You’re a shithead.”