Elsa Quinn has been bullied for being fat all her life. On the start of her new year of school, she makes a decision. She is going to lose weight. Elsa joins a gym out of town to ensure it's top secret.
Noah Stewart lives for exercise. When he wants to relax, he works out, pumps weights, and runs to clear his head. After an embarrassing scene by his crazed ex, Noah decides to exercise in a gym a town over. When he meets Elsa, it seems too good to be true. He can’t let her out of his life when he knows he can help her—even though she's already perfect to him. Striking up a deal, he'll help Elsa get in shape, and in return she will keep his new gym a secret.
Day after day, week after week, it’s hard for Noah to not see how beautiful Elsa is. He’s struggling to keep his hands to himself, and when he finally claims her, he doesn’t want to keep it a secret. Noah wants the world to know Elsa belongs to him.
What will happen when their peers find out? Will Elsa be too scared to stay with Noah? Will he let her go when he sees what his ex does to her?
“You’ve got to do what feels right to you, not to your mother.” He put the glass down and took a step toward her. “I’ll be with you every step of the way. I’m helping you because I couldn’t watch you torture yourself with running.”
They had soon moved from the treadmills to the pool. She’d never forget how awkward she’d felt when she had to go to the main pool. He’d been in boxer briefs, and the modest one-piece costume she had didn’t hide enough for her liking. She’d spent most of the time in the pool underneath the water so no one saw her, especially Noah. His thoughts about her concerned her. No guy had ever gotten this close.
Even Kim had noticed that she was distracted lately.
“Why are you being so nice to me?” she asked.
They had never been close. Sure, they had been together a lot throughout their lives. They had shared classes, teachers but never getting to know each other.
“Why can’t I be nice to you?”
“I don’t know. You’ve never taken the time to get to know me. We don’t know each other. Take your pick.”
“Our lives have never connected. I get that until this moment. I’m not going to be mean to you, Elsa. In fact I’ve done nearly everything in my power to make you as comfortable as possible. I don’t know what more you want me to do.”
Rubbing her temple, Elsa couldn’t argue with him. He was right. “You’re right, I’m sorry.”
He walked toward her and wrapped his arms around her, pressing a kiss to her temple. “Don’t worry about it. I’m here.”
She held onto him, resting her head against his shoulder. His hand rubbed her back, and the other stroked over her hair. Closing her eyes, she found herself basking in his scent, and the strength of him. Noah was a large man, and he worked out a lot.
The hug changed. It went from one of comfort to awareness, or at least to Elsa it did. Biting her lip, she chanced a look up at him, and Noah was staring down at her. The hand on her hair moved to her cheek, and he brushed his thumb across it.
“What are you doing to me?” he asked.
She didn’t have time to respond as he pressed her up against the fridge, sinking his fingers into her hair as he slammed his lips down on hers.
Elsa moaned, holding onto him by wrapping her arms around his neck.
His tongue ran across her lips, and she melted, opening her mouth to accept him. He plundered inside her, and she gasped at the contact, needing every single touch of his hands. Noah thrust his pelvis against hers, making her aware of his rock hard cock.
While he was kissing her, ravishing her mouth in ways she’d only seen in movies, his hands slowly started to descend. She should stop him, but the truth was, she couldn’t, nor did she want to. This was going to happen. She wanted it to happen, more than she wanted anything else to.