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“Nice form,” Bently said, smiling at her. She nodded before he continued on. Belle gripped Katy’s arm as they switched turns.
A redhead sidled up to Bently, pushing her large breasts against him. “Can I try on a real man?”
“Sure, Marcy.” Bently grabbed her arm, putting some distance between them. Marcy went through the moves, and he obligingly bent to the ground.
“I love when a man gets on his knees. Makes me want to return the favor.” She winked.
Katy snorted as Belle’s cheeks heated. Why should it bother her that the woman was throwing herself at Bently? He was a player and she had no interest in him. But it grated on her nerves anyway.
Bently stood. “Vargas, why don’t you take over here and show Marcy the next position.”
“Marcy’s been throwing herself at him since high school,” Katy whispered.
“Probably sniffing around for seconds,” Belle mumbled.
Katy quirked her eyebrow.
“What?” Belle asked.
“You like him.”
Belle rolled her eyes. “Don’t be ridiculous.”
Bently and Vargas demonstrated another evasive move that had him on his back, pinned to the ground.
“Honey, there’s no shame. He’s more godlike than man.”
“He’s nice to look at, but that’s it,” Belle conceded.
“He’s also never given Marcy anything but a polite smile. So, you can sleep well tonight knowing the man has standards.” Katy laughed.
Damn the flutter in her chest and the relief that washed over her like a tidal wave.
“I’m gonna run to the bathroom really quick,” Katy said before scampering out of the room.
“Okay, ladies, now you try,” Vargas said. The teams of women sprang into action. Belle stepped back, waiting for her friend’s return.
Bently stood next to her. “Looks like you need a partner.”
Belle took a longing glance at the door before she nodded. “I guess I do.”
“Get down.”
Belle lay on her back on the mat flooring.
Bently knelt between her thighs and reached out his hands for her throat. She shuddered. It had been a long time since any man had been this close to her. Everywhere his body gently nudged hers, zings of electricity shot through her. Her breathing grew more uneven as she tried to get a hold of herself.
“Now wrap your legs around my lower back in a close guard to secure me.” His voice was gravelly. She followed his directions, bringing his face close enough to notice the small scar separating the rough stubble on his chin. His woodsy scent made her head dizzy. He smelled good—too good.
It’s just biology. He’s a hot guy, and our bodies are close. And it’s been a really long time.
“Then lift your arms and secure them around my elbows by pushing them closer together.”
Sucking in a shaky burst of oxygen, she did as he said. She was glad to have his directions because with him touching her like this, it was hard to remember her own name. The movement pressed her breasts against his arms. Her nipples hardened and peaked. Heat rose to her cheeks, blanketing her whole body as the sensitive buds rubbed against him. There was no way he couldn’t feel it through the thin material of her sports bra. His eyes bore into hers rather than glancing at her cleavage. His restraint earned him a little bit of her respect. His body trembled as if he too was struggling to remain in control.
“Now what?” she asked, her voice breathier than she’d intended.
“Uh, now you release my waist and throw your legs around my shoulders and squeeze. Then lift up with your hips.”
