All Chapters of Twisted Temptation : Chapter 31 - Chapter 37

Sasha couldn’t focus the entire next day. Her body still throbbed with phantom sensations – Jay’s rough hands gripping her hair, Liam’s thick cock stretching her wide, the taste of their combined lust still lingering on her tongue. Every time she crossed her legs, her pussy clenched, aching for more.By 6 pm, she was back at Flexzone Gym, wearing her tightest black leggings and a skimpy sports bra that barely covered her nipples. Her hair was tied in a sleek ponytail, lips glossed with clear balm to look innocently slutty. She pretended to stretch on the mat near the free weights, but her eyes kept flicking to where Jay was training a client.He caught her stare and smirked, nodding towards the private studio. Her heart flipped with nervous excitement. Without caring who saw, she picked up her water bottle and walked towards the staircase. The thrill of knowing everyone could see her heading upstairs made her wetter.The room was empty when she entered, dark except for the purple LEDs

Sasha didn’t sleep that night. Every time she closed her eyes, she felt Jay’s cock stretching her ass or Liam’s thick length pounding her pussy, filling her so completely that she thought she’d break apart. Her thighs were sore, her pussy raw, but her mind buzzed with only one thought:Tomorrow.When she walked into Flexzone Gym the next evening, her knees felt weak. Jay stood by the squat racks, arms folded, his tattooed biceps flexing with the movement. Liam was with him, dreadlocks tied back, sweat glistening on his golden skin from his own workout.Both men turned when she entered, their dark eyes raking over her body hungrily. Today, she wore a black micro-short set with no bra, her nipples clearly visible through the thin fabric. She felt naked under their stare.“Get on the bench,” Jay ordered without greeting.Heart racing, she walked to the flat bench press station. A few men nearby glanced at her curiously as she lay back, her tits straining against the crop top. Jay loaded

Nina didn’t sleep that night. Every time she closed her eyes, she felt Tyler’s fingers inside her, his cock down her throat, his filthy words branding her mind. When her alarm rang at 7 a.m., her thighs were sticky with arousal and her chest tight with anticipation.She showered quickly and dressed in a simple tank top and short pleated skirt with no panties underneath, just like he ordered in his midnight text:> “Be ready at 8 a.m. No panties. No bra. You’re not my student today. You’re my toy.”Her heart pounded with shame and excitement as she waited in the living room. When he walked in, he didn’t even greet her. His eyes flicked down her body, a cruel smile tugging at his lips.“Knees,” he ordered sharply.She dropped instantly to her knees on the hardwood floor. He dropped his bag on the couch and unbuttoned his crisp white shirt, revealing sculpted abs and deep V lines leading down into his jeans.“I see you followed instructions,” he said, crouching to grip her chin. “No pant