Husband With Benefits-Chapter 566: His Bed

Autumn paused at the entrance when she noticed his gaze and gulped. Yes, she knew that he’d already oredered work out clothes for her. A variety of them.. but they were... all too form fitting. She understood his reasoning that they needed to be that way, for optimal movement and performance, but still, she felt self-conscious.

His direct stare had her gulping and she raised the bag in her hand," I will change..."

He was pacified with her agreement and she quickly walked behind the screen and sighed. taking a moment to steady herself, her fingers trembling slightly as she opened the bag and got out of her comfortable clothes.

She pulled out the shorts first, which came to the midline of her thighs and clung like a second skin. And reminded herself that it was as good as a skirt.... in terms of length...

But the top was worse. It was scoop-necked, showing the tops of her full breasts, and had no sleeves at all; it was a tank that left her midriff completely bare. She would never wear something so revealing, not even to the gym. Over the years, she had unconsciously taken to wearing clothes that covered her skin and not reveal so much of it...

She realized that this was normal gym wear. Ang most girls her age wore it. But it made her feel...attractive in a good way instead of feeling exposed. "You can do this," she whispered to her reflection, then stepped out from behind the screen, ready to face him. But that courage did not last for long as she noticed him in his work out shorts and tank.

Nah.. She needed to get back into her usual clothes.. But before she could run away, he turned around and gave her a once over. She waited for that feeling of awkwardness to come over. To feel the ants crawling over her skin, but instead she only felt...hot. And then he snapped," Come on, Autumn. Start stretching. We don’t have all day."

She jerked as if a can of cold water had been poured over her. What was she expecting? Was he suddenly supposed to stop liking men and start liking women? Duh. freēwēbηovel.c૦m

The next hour was a torture and not just because he tested the limits of her strength, as he made her train with weights and work hard... It was something entirely unexpected. She was tortured not because she was sweating and exherting but because of him. It was the way he sometimes touched her, on the inside of the knee as he guided her with the weights. Or when he guided her legs to move into a different position. Or his hand gliding up her arm, telling her to keep the weights steady

Finally, the longest hour was over and she sighed. Ready to leave for the day. But her happiness was once again shortlived.

"Not so fast," he said, blocking her path. "We still have some more work to do."

"I’m exhausted," she complained, her voice tinged with frustration. "I can barely move."

He simply crossed his arms over his chest and raised an eyebrow, "Your attacker won’t care if you’re tired, Autumn. You need to train harder."

Her usually non-existent temper flared. "Fine," she snapped, stepping into the sparring ring. "Let’s get this over with."

Today,she was going to have revenge and kick him. All these days, he had been making her hit the air and taunting but now... With narrowed eyes, she took her position and waited for him to take his.

Without waiting for his next instruction, she lifted her foot and her knee snapped out, ready to kick him in the stomach, almost making her successful in her mission.But her keyword for fate today seemed to be ’almost’, because before her knee could connect with its mark, his hand caught her knee, making her go off balance as she fell against him.

As she clutched onto his chest for balance, her momentary anger was almsot forgotten and she grinned at him and bragged,"I almost got you."

"Almost doesn’t count." Gabe raised her leg to his hip, making her lean onto him even more. It was then she realized that their workout clothes were too thin between them. She was pressed against him in the most intimate way...and she could feel the heat of his body through the fabric, making her heart race even faster.

She was sure his gaze fell to her lips and she licked them unconsciously. Would he kiss her? Her breath hitched as their eyes locked again, and for a moment, everything else faded away. She felt the tension crackling between them. She didn’t understand it and was even somewhat scared of it...

She felt his grip tighten slightly on her leg, and he leaned in closer. She gulped. What would she do if he did kiss her? Did she want him to kiss her? Or not? But she didn’t have to think so much as his low voice sounded close to her ear, "Focus, Autumn. Don’t let your guard down. Shift and twist. Get out of the hold."

The instruction was enough to remind her that he was probably not affected by her. With a determined nod, she shifted her weight and twisted, like he had thought her, and broke free from his hold. "I won’t lose focus," she replied, her voice steady, masking the turmoil inside her.

Finally, happy that she remembered the move, Gab let her escape. She sighed and hurried up the stairs, but missed the look of hunger that the man had sent her way. If she had, she would have seen that Gabe had probably been as affected by her closeness as she had been.

And the way his eyes were now scanning her silhouette, she might as well have been naked.

WIth a shake of his head, Gabe turned away and walked to the punching bag hanging on the side. She was going to be ending up in his bed some day... But that day seemed to be far away...He could seduce her now if he wanted to... he saw the desire unfurling in her eyes. But she was not yet ready for that...