Raw Cravings: Tales of Filthy Passion
The thick ridge of his cock nestled right against the seam of her tiny workout shorts.
“Deeper,” he murmured, voice low. “Feel that stretch in the back of your thighs?”
Sophia could feel something else entirely, his dick twitching and thickening against her. She pushed back slightly, “accidentally,” and heard him exhale sharply.
“Good girl. Hold it there.”
Sweat was already starting to bead on her skin. Her nipples hardened into obvious peaks against her bra.
Next came bodyweight squats. Jax spotted her from the front, but his version of spotting involved standing close enough that every time she dropped down, her face came level with the growing bulge in his shorts.
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