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The air is thick with sweat and sex, our bodies still trembling from the last crash of pleasure. Laura collapses forward onto the mat, her back glistening under the dim lights, those deadly muscles finally relaxed—for now. I pull out slowly, feeling her shiver as I leave her full.
Before I can catch my breath, her hand snakes back, fingers wrapping around my still-hard length with practiced precision. I groan, hips jerking—fuck, how is she still going?
Laura turns her head, emerald-green eyes gleaming with mischief as she takes me into her mouth without hesitation. Her tongue swirls around the head, teasing the sensitive slit before she sinks down, throat flexing around me. She doesn’t just suck—she claims, her lips a tight seal as she drinks me down like it’s her reward.
When I finish, she doesn’t spill a drop. Instead, she licks her lips, slow and deliberate, then flashes me that rare, wicked smirk.
"Shower," she orders, rising with effortless grace. "You reek."
For a moment, she just looks at me—emerald-green eyes half-lidded, chest still rising fast. Then, with a quiet grunt, she offers her hand.
I take it, My legs are shaky, my skin marked where her teeth and claws got a little too eager. But the way she drags her thumb over a fresh love bite—possessive—makes the sting worth it.
Our lips meet in a slow, filthy kiss. No urgency now, just taste. Her tongue slides against mine, lazy and warm, and I can’t help but groan when her hands roam down my back, squeezing the sore muscles there.
“Shower,” she mutters against my mouth. “Now.”
It’s not a request.
But when she turns to leave, she keeps my hand in hers—just for a second—before striding toward the lockers, her bare ass still marked red from where my grip had been.
I follow, knowing damn well this won’t be the last time we wreck that training room.
