“I think you’re a fucking liar, is the problem,” I say with an evil grin.
“So what if I am?”
Aw, fuck. Even now she’s baiting me—and pretty soon, I’m not going to have a choice but to give in.
“I think dirty little sluts who lie about what they’re capable of need to be punished, Kara,” I say, moving in a little closer.
“I thin
k so, too,” she agrees. She’s practically panting now. Like a bitch in fucking heat.
“Mm,” I hum. “So we’re in agreement.”
She licks her lips again. “Definitely.”
“Good,” I tell her, backing away again. “No dick until you lift what you’re capable of, then.”
“Aw! Chase, that’s not fucking fair, and you know it!” Kara slams the bar back up onto the rack and comes towards me, temper flaring. “I’ve been drinking those fucking protein shakes all day, Chase—and all I can think about is how they’re totally full of your cum! Can you imagine if you were licking my pussy all day?”
I close my eyes, and, far from the first time today, imagine Kara’s hot, tasty cunt pressed up against my lips.
“I can,” I tell her. “All too well.”
“Well,” she says, “Wouldn’t it make you too horny to think, too?”
“Mm. It does.”
“So…help me be less distracted then, hot stuff.”
When I open my eyes again, Kara is bent over the rack with her back arched and her ass sticking out. Her yoga pants are stretched so thin when she’s like that, I can imagine just pulling my fucking cock out and pressing it against them until they split at the seams.
“You’re a naughty little bitch, Kara. You know that, right?”
She grins. “You fucking love it.”
I sigh, shake my head, and finally—I give in.
“Okay,” I relent. “You fuckin’ asked for it.”
Chapter 17
Kara
Chase can’t resist me any longer, and it’s a damn good thing. I can’t walk away from today’s workout without giving it my all…but it’s fucking hard when I’m fucking horny! I really just need him to fuck the motivation into me and the distraction out of me.
I can’t focus on this fucking workout without his cock somewhere, god damn anywhere, inside of me today. I’ve had enough waiting.
Even if we weren’t in the gym alone, I’d fuck him right here, right now. The thought of his dick has me so wet I’m literally slipping on some of the equipment. And fuck the idea of squatting one more time if it’s not on Chase’s hard, fat cock.
“So, what’ll it b—” I start. I can’t finish my sentence, because before I can even move myself away from the bench, Chase is behind me, pressing his cock against my ass.
“What were you saying, Kara?” he asks playfully.
I know full well what he’s getting at, and I’m not stopping him. I wiggle my ass against him, feeling his cock twitch under the fabric.
I love how turned on he is by me. It’s so refreshing not to worry about getting him in the mood. He and Eric are always ready to fuck me.
“I was just thinking—”