Free Firecracker Gone Astray - Firecracker #2 (Erotic Romance) by Megan Flint Page B

to seven feet tall, proportionately slender, and but built like a brick house. Did she really want to revisit that connection, especially now that she had Cy in her life?
    If memory served, Erik had been more sensitive than she first suspected. She picked up on the fact that he wanted to be seen as more than just a hulking physique, and seduced him accordingly. If there was anything else to the guy, Trixie couldn’t honestly say. She never took the opportunity to find out. He was European, and… that was about all she knew. Not even a last name came to mind.
    Trixie shook her head in disbelief. Her quest to find a meaningful relationship had resulted in some pretty shallow assessments of men. Trixie was finding it increasingly difficult to see her past behavior in a favorable light. She had been little more than a predatory vixen in search of the most preserving penis of them all. Anything else attached to the cock had taken a back seat. Had her single-minded focus left a trail of perfectly viable, heartbroken contenders along the way?
    Cy represented a fresh start, but she couldn’t help but wonder how many other guys she had prematurely cast aside. She had only given each guy a single chance to feed her furnace. After her first few romantic dalliances, that resulted in being rejected because of how copiously she released, Trixie became mercenary in her relationships.
    Ever since then, if she got even the slightest hint that a guy was freaked out by her squirting orgasms, she moved on, oftentimes before the rejection had a chance to happen. Trixie may have hit the self-destruct button too soon in some cases. It took Cy, his prodigiously enduring erection, and a remarkable insight into her character before she paused long enough to consider the consequences of past judgments.
    If Trixie was serious about starting fresh, perhaps that also entailed acknowledging the damage she had wrought in the past. Maybe even righting some of those old wrongs. Heck, perhaps there was something she could say to Erik that might make his class more comfortable to attend. Or was she just trying to manufacture a hot mess in which to oh-so-conveniently become enmeshed?
    Trixie realized that she was negotiating with herself. Who did she think she was fooling exactly? It’s not like she couldn’t see exactly where her mind was already starting to wander.
    Still…
    She sat down at her computer and searched for all fitness instructors named ‘Erik’ in the city. Not knowing his last name turned out to be inconsequential. He was easy to find and had been quite industrious during the past year. Erik was now the owner of a self-contained studio called Bare All Fitness. He even offered a free introductory class for drop-ins.
    Trixie could dress down and hopefully blend in among everyone else. Now that the obstacle course race was over, she needed an incentive to maintain all the hard worked she had put into her body. It’s not like she had been exercising on her own lately, or at all since Cy left. The other fitness centers she’d frequented were basically nonexistent options due to her history with them. And there was always her backside that still needed toning up. Trying to look good in front of a past fling was certainly one way to light a fire under her ass, even if she didn’t have any intention to revisit his monolithic anatomy.
    There, it was settled. Trixie would sign up for Erik’s class, avoid drawing attention to herself at first, and get a feel for the situation. If he did pick her out of the class, then at the very least Trixie could use the opportunity to apologize for how she treated him in the past. They were mature adults after all. What could possibly go awry?

2. Tending Old Wounds
    “Trixie?”
    That didn’t take long. So much for not making an entrance. Trixie wore a baggy shirt over sweat pants precisely to avoid drawing attention to herself. She even showed up late to potentially sneak in under the radar. She hadn’t