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I spot the sign for “Believe It” gym and pull into the parking lot. Entering the large brick building, I find the reception desk in the small foyer. I smile sweetly at the girl behind the counter, who blushes instantly.
“Hey there, I’m just meeting a friend. Okay if I go on back?” I continue to walk, not giving her a moment to tell me no.
She smiles and giggles, “Of course. Right down the hall.”
I give her a wink and continue on my way. Rounding the end of the hallway, it empties into a wide-open gym lined with blue mats. One wall is all mirrors and I hear a mixture of music floating around the room. There are a few people here, but for a weekend, this place is pretty quiet.
I spot Mackenzie immediately. She’s tiny, but her body is amazing. She has a spandex top on with short booty shorts and is barefoot. Her ponytail with that big ol’ bow whips back and forth with each movement. Her body moves and bends to the rhythm and it’s intoxicating. Her sharp movements ease into liquid-like movements as I see her lips counting out the dance.
I feel like a pervert staring at her, especially when I have to adjust myself in my shorts. I can’t help it. This woman is doing things to me. It’s the combination of her look and her wit. She does a high jump to end the routine with a crossed arm pose. She’s breathing heavily and I see her tits moving up and down quickly in the mirror's reflection. Our eyes connect, hers with surprise and mine with the lust I’m feeling. I’m drawn to her, and my feet carry me closer before I realize I’ve even moved.
She turns toward me quickly, arms still crossed. “What are you doing here?”
She’s a tiny spitfire and even irritated, her voice is soothing.
“Well, I heard they were showing Netflix here. And I was right. I could watch you for hours.”
She rolls her eyes and turns her back on me. I watch her ass as she drops down to her bag. She picks up her phone to end the music she was playing, then stands and steps into her sandals. When she clears her throat, I look up, seeing she’s watching me in the mirror.
Caught.
“Before you ask, no, my ass wasn’t calling you.”
I feel my smile break out across my entire face. What this woman does to me is like nothing else I’ve ever known.
I walk closer to her. “You done for the day?”
She zips her bag and grabs her sweatshirt, wiping it along her neck and chest to soak up the sweat. I track each movement. “Yes, for today. I worked with Summer but wanted to run this routine a time or two myself before I bring it to the team.”
“I think it looked great.”
She narrows her eyes at me. “Oh yeah? Which was your favorite part? The ass roll or tit shaking?” She cocks a hip and waits, baiting me.
“Actually, the side hurdler you did to finish was quite impressive.”
When she opens her mouth to speak, and nothing comes out, I continue. “I bet a stunt going up at the same time your floor girls’ jump would look great. Especially if you lead with a scorpion or arabesque.”
She closes her mouth, and a small smile takes over. She crosses her arms over her chest again. “You think you’re cute, don’t you? Let me guess? You date nothing but cheerleaders.” She rolls her eyes again and turns away from me. “It wouldn’t surprise me.”
“Well, Iwasa football player.” Her ponytail flips quickly as she cuts me with dagger eyes, and I instantly put my hands up in defense and laugh.
“Football. Of course,” she scoffs.
“Let me rephrase that. My sister was a high school and college cheerleader, and I went to all her competitions. She even went pro for a short time. So yes, I played football, and she cheered. Growing up, there was never a time when there wasn’t some kind of dance or stunt being practiced and it became a part of my routine, as well. And before you say it, yes, I know you toss and catch hundred-pound girls and I only catch a one-pound football. Most of the time.” I smirk, tipping my head slightly to her. “Let me bow to the queen.”
She turns back to me, and when I drop to my knees, she rushes to me, yanking on my arm to stand back up. “Stop it! People are looking!” She’s laughing though, so I know she’s not as offended as she’s pretending to be.
I refuse to let her pull me up. “I’ll only stand if you agree to a date.”
She huffs. “No way.”
I sit back now, off my knees, pulling her down into my lap. Her firm yet soft-in-all-the-right-places body fits perfectly with mine. My arm automatically wraps around her back, securing her in place as her face sits inches from mine. Being this close to her, her scent is overwhelming me. It’s so sweet, like cotton candy. It makes me want to lick her.
Everywhere.
“Wow, you smell amazing.”
Her eyes linger on my lips as I speak, and my hand tightens on her hip.
