We all walk inside our home as Derek and Devon head upstairs, probably to shower. I should really shower too.

Jaxon went to meet up with Kimberly and Damon and Derek dropped off Trey before coming home.

I grab a bottle of water from the fridge. Opening the cap I gulp it down as if I've not had water in days.

Sparring really does that to you, I feel absolutely drained after sparring.

Damon walks into the kitchen and leans over to grab himself a bottle of water.

"You do know you could have said excuse me," I say still slightly annoyed at him about the sparring.

"I'm sorry excuse you," he say's staring at me.

Huh this guy.

Damon gulps his water as I watch his Adam's apple move up and down.

Screwing his cap back on his bottle "what?" He asks.

"Uh nothing," I say pretending I was looking somewhere else.

"You know you look quite sexy when you're fighting," he say's.

I look at him shocked.

What did he just say?

"We'll except from when you hit me a low blow," he say's stepping closer to me.

"Well that was because you-you were hitting me hard when you said you wouldn't," I defend myself.

"Okay well I'm sorry for that," he apologies.

My eyebrows knit together as I look at him suspiciously.

He takes another step closer.

"Aren't you going to apologise for hitting me a low blow," he say's as he lightly grabs himself down there.

I gulp.

"Uh-um I-I'm sorry," I say unsure.

He takes another step closer, now standing directly in front of me as my back is against the island.

He leans down so his face is now level with mines.

My eyes grow wide. What is he doing?

I lean my head back away from him a little to create some sort of space between us.

"So how did you learn to fight like that?" He asks very slowly.

Looking down I try to think as my thoughts are all over the place right now.

I look back up into his eyes "um J-Jaxon trained me," I say quietly.

Damon leans forward planting his soft lips on mines. His hand sneaks behind my back as he holds me in place and pulls my body closer to his.

His tongue tries to enter my mouth and I don't know why but I allowed him in.

He plays with my tongue as his other hand slips into my gym leggings and panties.

His fingers rub against me causing me to moan through our kiss.

His strong fingers rub and touch at my entrance teasing me.

Subconsciously my body leans down wanting him to enter me to satisfy my needs.

Damon understood my bodies reaction and deepens our kiss just as he's about to enter me.

Feeling his fingers enter a little through my walls, I instantly freeze.

It was like a slap back to reality like I didn't even know what I was doing.

I pull his hand out of my shorts and step away from him embarrassed.

Why did I let him get close to me and touch me like that?

"I-I need to shower, yeah I need to shower," I say as if I'm telling myself instead of him.

"Sure, go ahead," Damon say's as if nothing happened.

I turn around and speed walk to the stairs, running up the stairs I close my bedroom door shut and sit on my bed.

I think to myself, how can I be so stupid and do that with him.

Replaying what happened in my head I look down at my leggings.

He really touched me down there...and it felt so good.

Wait! No no! It didn't I tell myself.

Exhausted from my thoughts I fall back on my bed and stare up at the ceiling.

How am I supposed to face him again.

Fuck!

I get up and decide to get my things ready to go in the shower as it should take my mind of what happened.

I hope...