Fight For Me by Claudia Burgoa

Author:Claudia Burgoa [Burgoa, Claudia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Literally Alpaca Publications, LLC

Chapter Twenty-One

Harrison

My body is buzzing from all the sexual frustration accumulated last night. Tiago stayed with us and Luna spent the whole time flirting with me to irritate her brother, laying it on thick with her smart mouth and flirty gaze. She probably would’ve ignored me if we had been alone. Or maybe I would have finally gotten lucky.

I might have the chance to get lucky again, if Tiago wasn’t on me like a bloodhound. Needless to say, he didn’t let me out of his sight, and when I told him I was going to Luna’s yoga class, he decided to come along.

“Step your feet out, standing on the side of your yoga mat and reach your arms wide as well,” Luna instructs. “Now keep your gaze to the front of the room and bend over without arching your back.”

Every muscle in my body shakes as I switch from one position to another. My forehead drips with sweat. Who practices yoga while the humidity is at seventy-five percent and the heat cranked all the way to hell?

I guess now I know what Hot Bikram stands for. Next time, I’ll follow Luna’s advice and do some research before I choose her classes.

“Be mindful of your body,” Luna says, stepping right beside me. “Find your breath and let everything go.”

Tiago starts wheezing, masking his laughter, again. It’s not like he’s doing it right, but he doesn’t have the hot teacher hovering over him and telling him that he’s useless. Well, she hasn’t said that to me, but I swear each time she adjusts my position, it feels like I can’t do anything right. And then she has the fucking nerve to say, “You’re doing great.”

If I’m doing great, why the hell are you fixing what I’m doing?

“Inhale, and as you lower your body, exhale. Keep your hips straight, back straight, and continue bending forward.” I feel her hands adjusting my waist, her fingers move slowly up and down my back, tracing a line through my spine.

Stop touching me.

Her hands are like velvety rose petals, caressing my skin. Awakening my body like the first bit of sun as it rises in the morning. Her touch reminds me of everything I want, everything I know I can’t have but still can’t resist. I can’t tell if she’s doing this on purpose, to tease–me or Tiago–or to ignite the sexual frustration that rises up in me like a wave. Whatever it is, I need her to stop. I should’ve worn a shirt.

“Concentrate on your breathing,” she orders, her mouth close to my ear.

I want to reach out to her, hold her in my arms, and take her mouth with mine. I want to show her what her hands—what her voice is doing to me, but I fight it. Well, until she runs her hands back to my hips, and pinches my ass.

I tense, my back straightens up, but I lose my equilibrium and fall. She promptly moves away, but I catch a glimpse of her mischievous eyes.

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