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Hannibal nodded. “How about: If you lose, you admit we are in better shape and come train under us?”
Jade’s nipples tightened, sending a jolt of pleasure to her core. Why did she think that training under them would have very little to do with physical fitness? There was no way to lose at this point. Every outcome guaranteed she got to spend more time with these gorgeous, talented men of ink and muscle.
But she had to admit, she liked the idea of them having to come and train with her for a month. Less pressure and it would give her the opportunity to get to know them, and either get over her crushes, or maybe, if she was exceptionally lucky, convince one or the other of them into a little more personal training.
Heat flushed her cheeks at that thought. When had she become such a little slut? Jade snorted at herself. She had always known that her sex drive far exceeded those of the woman she hung out with. But she wasn’t about to let anyone here know that.
This was her business. No matter how much fun she had had tonight. She needed to keep some semblance of dignity.
“You’re on.” She turned her head between the men, giving each one a nod.
She gathered her courage and stepped out from between them, only slightly disappointed they didn’t stop her. Jade pulled out her phone and used her app to set the wall display to a countdown timer. She adjusted the time so it was thirty seconds less than the faster of the two’s time.
Jade handed the phone to Pixie and moved towards the start line. “Simply hit the button when you’re ready.” The system was programmed to give a three beep count down then start the time. “Once you hear me ring the bell at the top of the rope, hit the stop button.”
Pixie giggled. “This is going to be so much fun.”
Jade smiled. She pulled off her long sleeve shirt and revealed the tank top she wore underneath. The loose material of the shirt was likely to get in her way as she climbed. Her choice to take off her shirt had nothing to do with the hope they would be watching her with the same distraction she had watched them with. The whistles that came from the women behind her made her smile.
Val’s laugh was almost musical. “Girl, do you have those guns registered for concealed carry?”
Jade burst out laughing. She knew her arms were more muscular than the average woman’s and sometimes felt self-conscious about it. Especially around men. But these women somehow made her feel confident.
She wasn’t as bulky as a bodybuilder. But years of concentrated training, first in gymnastics, then in Parkour and mountain climbing, meant that every muscle on her upper body was well defined and visible. Many men were intimidated by the fact she had biceps, and not just when she flexed.
Luckily, genetics had also gifted her with enough curves to ensure she was never mistaken as masculine. But the truth was, most men hesitated to date someone possibly more in shape than they were. And she couldn’t count how many times people tried to imply that she had done steroids or some other performance-enhancing drug in order to get her muscles.
Standing there in bike shorts and a tank top meant there was no way to hide her body. She refused to be embarrassed by the muscles she worked so hard to maintain. But she wasn’t brave enough to look at Ink or Hannibal to see what they thought. Not yet.
Jade smiled over at the southern woman. “Every girl has to have a secret weapon or two.”
“Fuck.”
Jade wasn’t sure if the groaned word came from Hannibal or Ink, but the admiration in the tone gave her courage to look at them.
The two men were moving towards her with heat in their eyes. There was none of the shock or wariness she was used to seeing. Neither man was trying to hide their appreciation of her body. Unsure of what they wanted, anticipation sent adrenaline shooting through her system.
“I think we should give our girl a kiss for luck.” Ink’s voice was heavy with what she had to believe was desire.
The temptation to pinch herself was almost overwhelming.
“Agreed.” Hannibal stepped in front of her and her brain seemed to scramble.
“Don’t you want to win?” Jade’s voice was more breath than sound.
“Oh, I think we all are going to win,” Ink said.
Was this really happening to her? She tilted her head up, planning to question them, but the moment her lips parted Hannibal lowered his head. Her breath left her in a rush as his mouth brushed against hers.
She groaned and leaned into him, unable to resist the pull of this large man. His kiss was warm like a fire on a chilly night. It filled her up with a slow desire that danced through her limbs until she felt like she was going to burst. His tongue flicked against her lips and she shivered.
“My turn.”
Ink spun her around and before she knew what was happening, his mouth was claiming hers. The difference between the two men was overwhelming. Ink was like a forest fire, ready to burn her up in its intensity. Lightning pricks of pleasure shot down her spine as he took her with his kiss.
Where she had wanted Hannibal to lay her down and devour her slowly, she felt the overwhelming urge to climb Ink and ride him till she found release. His kiss was a challenge that demanded an answer.
He pulled back, almost ripping them both away from the kiss. Jade tried to catch her breath, stumbling back a few steps. The beeps of the timer were an unwelcome interruption when all she wanted was more of their kisses.
