33: Yoga Style

Lilian's POV.

I did as he instructed, reminding myself that he was just trying to teach me and nothing more than that.

“Spread your palms on the mat, and then slowly lift your hips up, while your legs push back. Did you get that?” He asked, and I nodded.

I spread my palms on the floor, slowly pushing my hips up as I spread my legs backwards. By the time I was done, I was looking like an inverted V.

“There you go. That's how to do it,” He explained.

In this position, it felt like blood flow was rushing towards my head, and the soles of my feet were feeling sweaty, like I was going to slip again.

“Leon–I–I think I'll slip again. Come check if I'm doing it right,” I called out to him.

He rose from the position, moving to my mat.

“Oh Lilian. It only feels like you're going to talk because you're standing on your toes. That's going to give you too much pressure. Let me help you,” Leon mentioned, dropping to my ankles as he helped me relax my feet ok the floor.

As he did that, I felt more balanced. Just then he rose, grabbing onto my waist as if trying to adjust my position.

“You should only tilt your hips high if you feel comfortable. Other than that, don't overstretch,” he corrected, gently tapping my waist.

The subtle act made my ass vibrate, sending currents of desire through my core. I ignored the feeling. Leon soon went over to his mat and we continued the exercise.

After a couple of minutes, I dropped to my knees. I laid on my back, lifting my legs in the air. I parted them and brought them closer, repeating the process as my waist cracked.

I wasn't sure if it was Leon's low grunts or the way my pussy lips jammed together that was making me feel so hot.

In a fit to prevent acting on what I felt, I changed my position. I went down on one knee, letting my other leg rest on the mat. I widened my stance, feeling the impact of what I was doing on my under thighs.

Leon breathed heavily snd suddenly stopped.

“What's wrong? Why'd you stop?”

“My break's over. Back to lifting weights,” He rasped, heading to the weights section behind me.

My eyes lingered on his body as he began with the heavy dumbbells, grunting with every lift. Our eyes met through the mirror and as he grunted, all it reminded me of was him slamming himself into me.

I tried to avert his gaze but it was so hard. His entire body was hard and it made things even worse when I noticed the bulge on his shorts.

I changed to a different position, sitting on my knees. I spread my knees apart, arching my ass while I made my elbows touch the part.

This position kept my pussy lips apart, reducing the hot feeling coursing through me but Leon suddenly stopped, his eyes focused on my ass.

His gaze burned with so much lust, so much need.

“Fuck,” He mused, his eyes still lingering on my frame.

“What?” I asked innocently, knowing that I was doing well to attract him and exercise too.

“You are trying to seduce me, aren't you?” He asked directly, making my heart flutter.

So he was affected by my position? Interesting.

“Why would I want to do that? I'm just exercising.” I replied, feigning innocence.

“You're such a terrible liar. Bring that ass to daddy,” he demanded.

Hearing that, my pussy immediately started a fanclub with the poms poms and all.

But instead of going to him, I sat on my knees, rubbing my ass, “Why don't you come get it?”

“Baby, you know better than to make me wait. Come here,” he growled, laying on his back in his exercise seat.

My core throbbed as I moved from the mat, walking over to Leon. I straddled him, positioning my ass exactly on his bulge. His hands curled around my ass, spanking me as his face welled up with desire.

“Naughty girl, I can feel how wet you are already,” He rasped, his voice now sounding sultry.

My cheeks flushed as I made circles on his chest with my fingers, “I didn't think you could get this hard from watching me exercise either.”

Leon hummed, “I'd tried to focus on exercising, but the moment I saw those boobs press together, I couldn't help myself. I'm such a simp, all you have to do is look at me and I'm already hard.”

I eyed him seductively, maintaining eye contact with him and then I felt him twitch under me. Damn, he was right.

“Don't you think it would be messy to have sex right here? I mean we're both sweating,” Leon pointed out.

I slowly rubbed my ass against his bulge, watching his body grow tense.

“I don't care. I want you to fuck me right here, in this position,” I whispered, my ass still gliding against his bulge.

Leon's hands moved up to my boobs, making my breath hitch.

We locked lips almost immediately as breathy moans escaped my throat. We rubbed against each other, the contact making my folds spasm with heat. The hotter I felt, the harder I rubbed.

Leon kept a hand on my left boob, his mouth nibbling on my right boob. His hand droped down to my pussy. He rubbed my pussy through my leggings, making my moans increased.

I arched into his body, rubbing faster and harder as Leon's fondling on my boobs made slick pour out of me. Leon suddenly broke the kiss, his hands still flickering over my folds as he stared at me.

“Lilian….”

My heart pounded heavily in my chest, my folds still burning from his teasing touch.

“What?” I asked, my voice sounding breathless.

“I love you,” He rasped.

My heart welled up with such an exciting feeling, one that made me blush so hard. I rubbed his shoulders, parting my lips to speak.

But the he kissed me, biting my lower lips before withdrawing.

“You don't have to say anything. Just keep rubbing that wet cunt over me,” He ordered, and we locked lips again, while my ass moved back and forth on his bulge.