Twisted Temptation
His voice was a deep rumble that resonated in her belly.
“Us…?” she whispered, eyes darting between them.
Jay pushed off the punching bag and walked to her, trailing his fingers down her sweaty neck. “Yeah. We’ve been talking about you,” he murmured. “About how sexy you look, pushing yourself so hard. About how your tits bounce every time you squat… about how your moans when you struggle sound just like you’re getting fucked.”
Sasha whimpered, her nipples hardening under her bra. Liam chuckled softly, stepping closer behind her, his heat pressing into her back.