SINNERS: AN HOT COLLECTION
Inside, the three men were deep into their workout.
Jax was on the bench press, shirtless, veins standing out on his forearms as he pushed heavy weight. Kai spotted him, leaning over, tattoos glistening with sweat, his own chest and abs on full display. Damon was doing pull-ups on a bar in the corner, his massive back muscles rippling with every smooth rep. All three wore only shorts. The air smelled like clean sweat and testosterone.
Riley stood frozen in the doorway, unable to look away.
Jax finished his set with a low groan and sat up, catching sight of her immediately. A slow, satisfied smile spread across his face. “Changed your mind about that spotter?”
Bab Populer