Take Every Inch (2)

River's POV

The drive back to my apartment the next evening was quiet, Maddox’s promises ringing in my ear. Maddox had barely let me out of his sight since the gym, his presence a constant, simmering heat at my back. He claimed it was protection, but we both knew the truth because he was staking his claim on the girl he’d craved through years of steel bars and restless nights. When he suggested we return to the same 24-hour gym after closing hours, using a contact to slip inside, I didn’t argue. The risk only sharpened the ache between my thighs.

The place was locked down...