Taste my Dear Luna
Zach knelt before her and laid his hands on her shoulders, gently pushing her down to lay her back on the floor.
Running his fingers upon her soft skin, he caressed her smooth legs to her thighs then to her knees and held them, his warm hands burning her skin. He held her knees together and looked at her position appreciatively.
"Now," he said, "put your hands crossed on your chest and do sit-ups. One hundred times."
Her eyebrows knitted together. "But--"
"No buts," he stated firmly.
She sighed and started doing sit-ups. All the while, Zach was there, counting and murmuring encouraging words to her as she groaned and grunted.
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