BEAST (20 page)

She smiled and retrieved the thermos containing her protein drink. She could see by the slight bulge in Christopher’s workout pants that he was the one at risk of becoming hot and bothered.

“We better get cracking then. I might need you to help me with something in the locker room…where there
are
no camera
s
.”

His eyes darkened. Wordlessly he began the time clock. At the end of their workout they went through their normal routine of cleaning up and putting everything back in order. As they headed out, Christopher followed Ashleigh instead of heading down the corridor towards the security door.

Ashleigh grinned as he followed her into the locker. Only once or twice had she ever seen another woman down here this early. But as soon as the door shut behind them she reached over and turned the lock. She did a quick sweep of the small locker and shower area while Christopher stood nervously by the door.

She came to him, surprising him by leaping into his arms. He gripped her easily and felt her legs wrap around his waist. Her lips were immediately on his and his body flared to life. She felt so good pressed against him.  They kissed that way, passionately exploring each other’s mouth.

“Christopher…I want you.”

His response was a quick grunt as he lowered her to her feet. “Sweetheart…you’re driving me crazy.” She quickly pulled down her workout pants and turning her back she gave him a look with half hooded lids and then bent at the waist.

Christopher gasped at the sight of her golden brown ass and sexy slit and the way that her nether lips swelled in evidence of her desire. He groaned, knowing that he sounded like an animal but not able to help himself. He reached into his pants and withdrew his erect penis with one hand while holding onto her hips with the other. He guided himself into her opening.

“Oh god….” He groaned as her tight satiny walls gripped him. Ashleigh had her hands braced on her knees and she leaned back slightly against him, pushing herself further onto his dick.

“Christopher!” She yelped when he sank fully into her. He hesitated until he felt her ass wiggling slightly back and forth. His eyes rolled to the back of his head and he began pounding her with hard strokes.

He sounded like he was running a race as he panted. Each thrust brought a responsive cry from her as they went at it fast and furious. Ashleigh adjusted her stance, planting her feet and trusting that Christopher wouldn’t let her fall face first to the floor. She felt his big hand rubbing her ass and then his knees bent and he dipped upward into her with a long ragged groan.

“Baby!
I’m going to cum!”

“Yes Chris! Cum…” She groaned. His knees felt weak as his dick swelled and then an explosive shot blasted from him and he began pumping his semen into her. Christopher cried out and then repeated the sound a second later when Ashleigh’s body fisted around his cock and began pumping him as she
orgasmed
.

He continued to work his hips against her until she was panting and quivering and then he pulled his spent dick from her. Ashleigh straightened and stumbled but was prevented from toppling over by Christopher’s strong arms around her waist. He turned her and pulled her into his arms for another kiss which he delivered slowly, languishing in the feel of her tongue against his.

He pulled back suddenly. “I could do this forever Ashleigh. But-”

“…but someone will eventually try to come in.” She said. And plus his semen was gliding down her inner thighs and beginning to congeal.

“Right.”
He kissed her nose and lightly tapped her ass enjoying the feel of it bounce beneath his palm.
Mmmm
. “Get showered, okay? And I’ll call you later.”

“Alright.”
He watched until she gathered her shower kit and went into the separate shower area. Then he unlocked the door and quickly left. He headed down the corridor knowing that he was going to catch hell from the guys for not immediately coming back.

Christopher showered while listening to the guys ask him such questions such as if his sweep of the ladies lockers proved secure, and other comments less tasteful. He blushed and tried to figure out a way to control his desire for Ashleigh each morning. It would just be impossible to watch her exercise; the way her body moved, to hear the way she breathed, to smell the fresh sweat on her body and not to be completely pulled into that direction. They were definitely going to have to come up with some way to control themselves during work hours.

The two made plans to meet at Ashleigh’s house after work. She got off earlier than he did and decided she would showcase her talents in the cooking department by making him a home cooked meal. She didn’t have much time for anything too fancy but broiling some steaks in the oven, throwing together a salad and roasting some potatoes would take no time.

She hurried to the door when she heard the bell ring and the sight of Christopher in his military fatigues made her heart beat speed up. He grinned and removed his cap.

“Hi Sweetheart.
Food smells good.”

He looked so formal standing there at the door. She ushered him inside and stood on tiptoes to kiss him.

“Come in, babe.”

“Thanks for cooking. I could have brought something over.”

“No trouble. I
gotta
check the steaks. Be right back.” She headed for the kitchen and Christopher lingered in the living room taking in everything. She had great style. He walked over to a bookshelf where there were photos of her and her friend’s from work. He easily recognized them. There was another of an older man and woman. The woman was slender, but otherwise looked just as pretty as Ashleigh and he assumed it was her mother. The next was Ashleigh as a kid missing one of her front teeth and looking no older
than seven or eight. She was a pudgy, cute kid flanked by two scrawny but cute girls; her sisters judging by how closely they resembled each other.
Ashleigh didn’t talk much about her family so he wasn’t even sure if she even had siblings.

He picked up the last photograph. It was of Ashleigh with a handsome black man. They were evidently at some type of club and Ashleigh was absolutely gorgeous with her hair done up perfectly and her makeup flawless. She was wearing an evening dress that showed off a set of beautiful, thick legs in high heels.

He studied the man. He was fairly tall, though not as tall as he was. He was very good looking; the type of good looking that made for movie stars and models.
DeAngelo.
His brow furrowed. They really looked good together…

Christopher quickly replaced the picture when he heard Ashleigh’s return and picked up a c.d. and pretended to be reading it.

She slipped her arms around him and looked up at him as if he was…perfect. “MMM. You ready to eat? I’m starving.” He could feel the tension leaving his body as he looked down at the woman that he had fallen so deeply in love with.

“Yes Ma’am, I am.” He smiled and thought about Uncle Ray’s words. ‘
The good looking guys didn’t have to work for women’s attention. They just dropped into their laps
.’ Christopher knew that he would do anything necessary to keep his sweetheart interested in him and only him.

After dinner they made quick work of cleaning up the dishes.

“Want to watch a movie?” She asked.

“Yep.
  Hey! Do you want to do the
Darkside
of the Rainbow?”

“I don’t have the music. Lance does.” She said in disappointment. “I can borrow it from him and we can watch it this weekend.”

“Sounds like a date.”

They looked through her movie collection together. She had a lot of classics; Hitchcock, Fred Astaire. He picked up Heavy Metal.

“No way…
Heavy Metal.
I haven’t seen this since I was a kid!”

“Do you want to watch it?”

His eyes lit up. “Can we?”

She chuckled and pulled it out of his hand and slipped it into her disc player. They got comfortable on her
chaise,
she was tucked securely in his arms. And then she hit play and her amazing surround system and high definition television caused his face to beam in delight. Hell yeah! Heavy Metal in surround and high definition! During the opening scene when the belly of the spaceship opened releasing the 1960 Corvette into outer space…and it landed with a parachute and the driver just drove off, Christopher kissed Ashleigh’s neck in appreciation.

“You are the coolest girlfriend in the world.” His face froze. He’d called her his girlfriend.
How did she feel about him referring to her in that way?

“You are
the
bestest
boyfriend.” She said and snuggled deeper into his arms. He sighed…Alright Chris…stop being so damned insecure. This woman loves you. She’s said it and she’s shown it. He rubbed his thumb over her knuckles and allowed the stones that he had built around his heart to take one last tumble and to fall away completely.

~***~

The next day Christopher sat in his truck and dialed his sister’s number…again.

“Hi Chris.”
She answered, her tone was uncharacteristically clipped.

“Alma.” He drummed his fingers along the steering
wheel
. “Thanks for taking my call.” He said sarcastically. Alma worked but he knew her hours. She was avoiding him. “So what was that all about with Ashleigh?”

“What?” She spoke evasively.

“Alma, don’t play games with me. You were very rude to Ashleigh.”

“I-”

“And when did you become a racist?!” There was silence. “Look. I have a chance at happiness for the first time in my life.  So I don’t know why you don’t like Ashleigh—and I don’t want to know why because there is no goddamn reason why you shouldn’t! All I care about is that when she comes around you don’t even dare to look at her funny!”

He had never, in his life, raised his voice to anyone in his family. Christopher loved hard and held on to those people that he loved very closely. He would never hurt anyone that he loved with words. But he wouldn’t tolerate anyone disrespecting Ashleigh either.
Period.

Alma cleared her voice. “I hear you, Chris.” She sounded sad. “
Bye
then.” She said.

He felt suddenly guilty. “Bye Alma.” The phone went dead in his hands.

Damnit, Alma was his tough, older, kick-ass sister that never let anybody bully him. Well…until he got taller than her. Then he was the one that made sure that her mouth didn’t get into trouble. He didn’t really have to beat anyone up. All he had to do was to walk up and glare at them.

“Fuck!” He dialed his sister. “Alma!”

“What?!”

“I’ll see you Sunday!” He growled. “And I love you!”

He hung up.

~***~

“We’re going out to
Bartini’s
after work.” Lance announced. Ashleigh looked up from her computer where she was doing more daydreaming than work. “Kendra’s going to
Bartini’s
?” She frowned.

“I’m just going for the non-alcohol variation.” She explained.

“Ah.
Gotcha.
So you’re going to pay six bucks for half a glass of fruit juice.”

“
Hmph
.”
Kendra said. Her normally pretty face turned down into a scowl. “Ask Christopher to come, then since I know you can’t do anything without him present.”

Ashleigh turned to look at her friend surprised by her snippy tone. “I was just kidding. What’s wrong with you?
Baby hormones?”