Oh my God. I had sex with no condom. I just fucked a man on a workout bench in his workout room with his family in the house!
My emotions were so mixed. I loved that he came inside me, yet it felt like I had given him a sacred piece of me and that scared the hell out of me. The last man I gave my heart to broke it into a million pieces.
The small knock on the door had both of us freezing. “Mr. Wallace, it’s Jane. Would you like me to clean in there?”
My eyes widened as my hands covered my mouth. Dropping my hands, I reached for my coat. Malcolm quickly put his shorts on, grabbed his cane and walked over to me with the sexiest smile I’d ever seen.
“What if she heard us?” I whispered.
When he pushed his fingers inside of me I gasped as he moaned before answering. “No, it’s okay. It doesn’t need to be cleaned in here, Jane.”
My heartbeat was pounding in my ears so loudly I could hardly hear my own breathing.
Malcolm continued to use his fingers to make me complete mess. “Okay, have a good day, Mr. Wallace.”
Malcolm grinned as I grabbed onto his arms and shook my head. What was wrong with me? My mind was all over the place. Someone was on the other side of the door and Malcolm was fingering me, clearly turned on again. “You too.”
My hand grabbed his arm to stop him. “I . . . I can’t think. Wait.”
His lips moved slowly and softly over my neck while his other hand cupped my breast as his finger moved over the fabric teasing my nipple. “Malcolm,” I panted out as he continued to drive me crazy everywhere he touched.
“You’re so wet, baby.”
The feeling in my body was unlike anything I could explain. I was on fire everywhere. “That would be your cum.”
I’m going to Hell. Good lord, Elizabeth would be appalled at my behavior.
“Mmm . . . mixed with yours.”
Dropping my head back, I gave in to the desire and pumped my hips, I needed more. I wanted more. God help me I wanted to come again.
Malcolm snickered as he finger fucked me faster. “You’re greedy for orgasms, Paislie.”
So close. God, I was so close.
“Uncle Malcolm!”
Her voice pulled me out of the spell I was under. I pushed Malcolm away as I took a step back. My chest heaving as I fought to drag in air.
“What are you doing to me?” I mumbled as I put my coat on.
His smile did crazy things to me. He started for the door as I quickly made my way to the bathroom on the other side of the gym. Barely making it in time, Malcolm threw the door open to a very happy Sophie.
“Uncle Malcolm! What were you doing in here? We heard funny noises.”
“Yes, what were you doing in here? Jane had to come get me because the door was locked.”
My lips pressed together tightly. Holy shit. Malcolm’s mother.
“I was getting in a workout.”
The silence that followed told me his mother was probably giving him a look only a mother can give.
Glancing up, I saw the window.
Autumn laughed and asked, “Is Paislie working out with you this morning?”
Damn her. I thought she was on my side. I was going to smack her the next time I saw her.
I quickly looked around for something to use to get me closer to the window.
“As a matter of fact, she did.”
What is he doing? Oh God. I have to get out of here! Now!
“That would explain the locked door then, wouldn’t it,” Shirley said.
“Great,” I whispered. I had the feeling Malcolm’s mother didn’t like me for some reason. This was not going to help the situation any.
“Paislie! Where is she, Uncle Malcolm?”
“Going potty. Paislie! What are you doing?”
I fell back against the door. I was going to take his balls and twist them until he begged for mercy.
Glancing down at my coat, I opened it. “I can’t go out in this,” I mumbled under my breath.
I quickly opened doors and practically screamed when I saw some of Malcolm’s stuff. It was a pair of sweatpants and an old T-shirt. I kicked off my shoes, unclipped my garter belt and slipped the pants on. They were huge but oh well. The T-shirt practically swallowed me whole.
Shoes! Fuck! I don’t have any shoes.
“Paislie?” Malcolm called out as I balled my hands up, took a deep breath, and opened the door.
Please don’t make it look like I just had sex. Please.
With a smile, I walked out like I didn’t know they were there. “Oh, hey there, y’all. Did you come to join the yoga workout I had planned for Malcolm?”
Malcolm nearly choked on his own spit, which made me smile bigger.
Autumn did her best attempt at hiding her smile as she tilted her head and looked at me. “Don’t you look all cute dressed in . . . wait . . . are those Malcolm’s clothes?”
I’m officially defriending her.
I looked down and shrugged. “Yep.”
“Why are you dressed in Uncle Malcolm’s clothes?”
I peered over to Malcolm, silently begging him to help me out. He stood there with a goofy-ass smile on his face. Meanwhile, Sophie jumped around with excitement, Autumn hid her laugh under her hand and Shirley, well she stood there staring at me like I was the devil himself.