Sarah Fairland gets what she wants -- in business and in private. What she wants is Drew Bennett, her personal trainer, and she intends to have him. Drew is attracted to the confident, intelligent Sarah. Despite the sexual vibes between them, he's kept their training sessions professional -- until now.
During a private training session, Drew breaks a taboo, taking Sarah to sexual heights in a room where they could be interrupted any moment. He leaves her hanging for more...and confused at her response to his dominance.
A gift with a daring note convinces her to come to his home -- where he teaches her the freedom and strength that comes from turning over sexual control to him. Drew's not finished, though. Control of Sarah's heart is next.
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November 13, 2009
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Excerpt from Taking it Personal by Cheyenne McCray
After she finished stretching on the mats, Drew took her hand and helped her to her feet. He looked at her body from head to toe in a way that made her nipples tighten more and her pussy to grow even wetter.
"You're in perfect shape, Sarah." The way he said her name sent tingles through her belly.
Ridiculous. She was no sexual novice. But everything he said and did was making her horny as hell.
She couldn't help the little gasp that escaped her when he ran his knuckles from beneath her breasts to her abs. "Perfect," he said again. "Like I told you, I'm going to change up your routine today."
"What are we doing different?" Sarah found herself almost trembling from the sexual currents running between her and Drew. She raised her chin, sucked in her breath and fought to get her hormones under control. She did not let a man affect her like this. Even if she did want to fuck him.
"We're going to work on your upper and lower body, rather than concentrating on one area." He gave her an intense look before turning away and leading her to the bench press.
The way he said "upper and lower body" made her think he meant more than just a normal workout.
Well, that was what she wanted, wasn't it?
When she was on her back beneath the barbell, Drew caressed her breasts with his gaze. She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself to control the now rapid beating of her heart. Instead of walking behind her to spot her, he straddled her waist so that his groin was close enough to touch. And through his tight gym shorts, it was obvious he was as aroused as she was.
She wanted to run her fingers along the length of his cock but resisted--barely. Instead she raised her arms up and grasped the bar, pushed up to get the barbell off its rest and began her presses. Damned if her arms didn't shake a little, making it more difficult. When she had reached the count of fifteen, she raised the bar up and Drew helped her put it back on its rest.
After three sets, she finished bench pressing. Drew took her hand and helped her to a sitting position. Just the way he held her fingers, a little too long, sent thrills throughout her body.
Rather than helping her to her feet, he sat on the bench facing her, brought his hand up and ran his fingers along her triceps, causing her to shiver. "Did you feel it here?" he asked as he slowly stroked. He looked at her breasts. "You should feel it in your triceps, chest and shoulders."
Sarah's face was hot, not only from lying down and bench pressing but from the way he was touching her, now trailing his fingers from her triceps to her shoulder and back while meeting her gaze.
She had to take control of this situation and she had to take it fast.
Doing her best to sound unaffected, she said, "What kind of workout are we having here, Drew?"
"I like the way you say my name." He skimmed his fingers from her shoulder down to her breastbone, dangerously close to her breasts. "What kind of workout do you want, Sarah?"
"I think this is something we should discuss in your office." She made her tone strong, firm. Oh yeah, she wanted to take this someplace private, now.
"No." He shook his head. "We're going to continue your workout right here." Before she could respond, he trailed his fingers all the way to one of her nipples and squeezed.
She gasped and widened her eyes in shock at his brazen move. "Drew--"
Further words failed her as he raised his free hand and pinched her other nipple then twisted them both, hard.
Sarah gave a surprised cry and brought her hands up to cover his. Instead of trying to force his hands from her breasts, she moaned and pressed his palms tighter against her globes and she tipped back her head.
"Touch me." His voice was a command that had her snapping her attention back to him. "Grab my cock with that pretty little hand of yours."
Heat flooded her and she glared at him. "No one tells me--"
Drew took her hand off his and had it on his firm erection before she could finish her sentence. He returned his hand to her nipple and twisted them both hard again and she held back a cry of surprise and pain.
A wild sensation tore through her, as if she'd been shocked, followed by a chill.
After a stunned second, anger rose like a heat wave.
Well, two can play the squeeze-and-tease game.