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I need this workout. And anyway, there’s not a better room in the house to indulge in a little extracurricular activity with all the mirrors.
The second I step on the treadmill with my girl on the one beside me and my muscles begin to pump, I instantly feel better.
Music booms around us as we work out. With each pound of my feet on the belt, my concerns over who the mystery girl is begin to wash away.
She isn’t important right now.
The people who matter are the ones under this roof. The ones I’d give my life to protect.
The songs change as we move around the equipment. But no matter what I’m doing, I always have one eye on my girl.
She’s wearing a sports bra that does insane things to her tits and a pair of hot pants that honestly should be illegal, they are that hot.
And when she bends while working on her deadlift, fuck me sideways.
My movements on the rowing machine falter as she steals all my attention.
My body is slick with sweat and my chest is heaving, but watching her makes my blood boil.
“Do you have any idea how fucking hot you look right now?” I ask, my eyes locked on her body.
“Julian,” she warns. “I’m working out.”
“I know, baby. I’m watching.”
She does another lift, putting her all into it.
Her muscles pull and her legs tremble.
But as good as the sight is, I want her legs trembling for a whole other reason.
The second she drops the weights back to the floor, I demand, “Get over here.”
She stills, and I half expect her to deny me, but then she turns, her eyes lock on mine and I know I’ve got her.
Her hair has been pulled back into a messy bun, but the short strands around her face are stuck to her sweaty skin, the rest of her body glistening under the bright spotlights above us.
The second she takes a step forward, I forget how to breathe.
It’s not until she’s thrown one leg over the machine I’m sitting on that I come back to myself.
She stares down at me with fire burning in her eyes and her chest heaving.
“Turn around,” I demand, and the second she does as she’s told, I tuck my fingers under the waistband of her shorts and drag them and her panties down her legs.
“Bend over and hold on,” I demand, pressing my palm between her shoulder blades and giving her little choice but to follow orders.
Shifting into position behind her, I grip her ass and lick up the length of her.
“JD,” she cries. “I’m all sweaty and?—”
“Delicious. Now shut up and let me enjoy myself,” I mutter before diving back in.
“Oh my God,” she cries as I push my tongue inside her.
“Always so wet for me,” I muse. “Bend over more.”
She does as she’s told, giving me better access, and I’d imagine making her head spine as all the blood rushes toward it.
