took her breath away as she looked up at him. Shoulder-length blond hair and brown eyes the color of warm cocoa. He was muscular perfection with his tanned skin, his carved biceps and triceps revealed by his sleeveless T-shirt.
His shoulders and chest were powerful beneath that shirt, and she itched to run her hands down his rippled six-pack abs to his trim hips and beyond. The bulge in his gym shorts had told her from the beginning that he was definitely worth her time.
“Hey, Sarah.” He pulled open a desk drawer and tossed in a set of car keys. “I’ve got a new workout I’d like to start you on.”
No apology for being tardy and making her wait? No explanation?
“You’re late,” she said, her words coming out clipped as she stood. It wasn’t exactly the way she’d intended to start out her plans to get him into her bed.
An amused expression crossed his features, rather than annoyed like she’d expected. She straightened her five-foot ten-inch frame, but the man was still a good five inches taller than her.
“Let’s get started.” He grabbed a clipboard off his desk and waited for her to exit the room ahead of him. A gentlemanly gesture that was not unusual for him. Surprising in today’s world and certainly not necessary.
They walked side by side to the private workout room utilized for personal trainers and their clients. Again Drew held the door open for her and she stepped inside before the door eased closed behind them. Only a small, vertical, rectangular window in the door took away from complete privacy and the door had no lock. Unfortunate.
As always, Drew started her out with warm-up exercises. They both stood on mats in front of the mirrored wall.
7
Cheyenne McCray
“I have a few new exercises I’d like you to try.” Was she mistaken or was his voice warmer, deeper?
She stretched from side-to-side then righted herself. “I’m ready for anything.”
“Are you?” His hands brushed over her bare waist as he moved her in front of the mirror.
Sarah sucked in her breath at the unexpected intimate contact. Her nipples peaked against her cropped top and they were large and obvious in the mirror. The hint of a smile curved the corner of Drew’s lips as she watched his gorgeous features. He could easily have passed for a Greek god.
The romanticized thought almost made her shake her head.
For the first time since he had become her personal trainer a few weeks ago, Drew positioned her with his hands instead of just telling her what to do.
“That’s it,” he said as his fingertips brushed her hips.
The sensuous movement caused moisture to dampen her thong. Her eyes met his in the mirror and he gave her a slow, sexy smile.
He knew .
He knew exactly how much she wanted him. The past few weeks she had let off a few vibes, but he hadn’t acknowledged them. Today, though—today he was touching her in ways that aroused her. Small, intimate movements, but they turned her on more than she’d been in a long time.
After she finished stretching on the mats, Drew took her hand and helped her to her feet. He looked at her body from head to toe in a way that made her nipples tighten more and her pussy to grow even wetter.
“You’re in perfect shape, Sarah.” The way he said her name sent tingles through her belly.
Ridiculous. She was no sexual novice. But everything he said and did was making her horny as hell.
8
Taking It Personal
She couldn’t help the little gasp that escaped her when he ran his knuckles from beneath her breasts to her abs. “Perfect,” he said again. “Like I told you, I’m going to change up your routine today.”
“What are we doing different?” Sarah found herself almost trembling from the sexual currents running between her and Drew. She raised her chin, sucked in her breath and fought to get her hormones under control. She did not let a man affect her like this. Even if she did want to fuck him.
“We’re going to work on your upper and lower body,
His shoulders and chest were powerful beneath that shirt, and she itched to run her hands down his rippled six-pack abs to his trim hips and beyond. The bulge in his gym shorts had told her from the beginning that he was definitely worth her time.
“Hey, Sarah.” He pulled open a desk drawer and tossed in a set of car keys. “I’ve got a new workout I’d like to start you on.”
No apology for being tardy and making her wait? No explanation?
“You’re late,” she said, her words coming out clipped as she stood. It wasn’t exactly the way she’d intended to start out her plans to get him into her bed.
An amused expression crossed his features, rather than annoyed like she’d expected. She straightened her five-foot ten-inch frame, but the man was still a good five inches taller than her.
“Let’s get started.” He grabbed a clipboard off his desk and waited for her to exit the room ahead of him. A gentlemanly gesture that was not unusual for him. Surprising in today’s world and certainly not necessary.
They walked side by side to the private workout room utilized for personal trainers and their clients. Again Drew held the door open for her and she stepped inside before the door eased closed behind them. Only a small, vertical, rectangular window in the door took away from complete privacy and the door had no lock. Unfortunate.
As always, Drew started her out with warm-up exercises. They both stood on mats in front of the mirrored wall.
7
Cheyenne McCray
“I have a few new exercises I’d like you to try.” Was she mistaken or was his voice warmer, deeper?
She stretched from side-to-side then righted herself. “I’m ready for anything.”
“Are you?” His hands brushed over her bare waist as he moved her in front of the mirror.
Sarah sucked in her breath at the unexpected intimate contact. Her nipples peaked against her cropped top and they were large and obvious in the mirror. The hint of a smile curved the corner of Drew’s lips as she watched his gorgeous features. He could easily have passed for a Greek god.
The romanticized thought almost made her shake her head.
For the first time since he had become her personal trainer a few weeks ago, Drew positioned her with his hands instead of just telling her what to do.
“That’s it,” he said as his fingertips brushed her hips.
The sensuous movement caused moisture to dampen her thong. Her eyes met his in the mirror and he gave her a slow, sexy smile.
He knew .
He knew exactly how much she wanted him. The past few weeks she had let off a few vibes, but he hadn’t acknowledged them. Today, though—today he was touching her in ways that aroused her. Small, intimate movements, but they turned her on more than she’d been in a long time.
After she finished stretching on the mats, Drew took her hand and helped her to her feet. He looked at her body from head to toe in a way that made her nipples tighten more and her pussy to grow even wetter.
“You’re in perfect shape, Sarah.” The way he said her name sent tingles through her belly.
Ridiculous. She was no sexual novice. But everything he said and did was making her horny as hell.
8
Taking It Personal
She couldn’t help the little gasp that escaped her when he ran his knuckles from beneath her breasts to her abs. “Perfect,” he said again. “Like I told you, I’m going to change up your routine today.”
“What are we doing different?” Sarah found herself almost trembling from the sexual currents running between her and Drew. She raised her chin, sucked in her breath and fought to get her hormones under control. She did not let a man affect her like this. Even if she did want to fuck him.
“We’re going to work on your upper and lower body,
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