Falling Into Routine
Copyright© 2025 by ChillWriter338
Chapter 8: Reflexes
Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 8: Reflexes - Childhood friends looking for true love and ready to start a family deny how perfect a couple they would make together by getting as close as possible. The secret plan to keep from falling into each other's arms - follow the same routine. Re-write so read from the beginning.
Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Fiction FemaleDom Light Bond Polygamy/Polyamory Black Male Hispanic Female Masturbation Oral Sex Voyeurism Big Breasts Size 2nd POV Slow
Proximity
The garage was still warm from the afternoon sun. Not stifling—but enough to make everything feel closer. Denser.
I stretched out on the mat, barefoot, ponytail high, arms loose and ready.
Eli waited across from me. Shirtless. Focused. Tempting.
I didn’t say that last part out loud.
“You ready?” I asked, rolling my neck.
He nodded. “Always.”
We circled each other like we were just training. Like my pulse wasn’t already climbing. Like my thighs weren’t still sore from grinding out thoughts of him last night.
I came in first. Quick jab. He blocked it.
Then a kick. Low. Testing.
He grunted but didn’t flinch.
“Not bad,” I murmured.
“Wasn’t trying to impress you.”
Liar.
Reaction Time
I moved again—faster. A one-two combo meant to push him backward. He deflected, pivoted, and came at me with a sweep.
I jumped it easily.
He recovered faster than I expected, coming in tighter. Our bodies grazed. My breath caught. His did too.
That half-second of hesitation?
I used it.
Spun, locked his arm, pushed him toward the mat. He resisted, but not completely.
When we landed, he was beneath me.
Breathless. Staring.
I held the position longer than I needed to. My hips pressing into him. My hair falling over one shoulder as I leaned in.
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