| Straight: Romantic: A Great Workout (1/3) |
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He had called her earlier, setting up the time for when they would meet for their routine jog that evening. All day the image of her breathtaking face would light up in his head, distracting him from work. Her jet black, straight hair cropped around those brown eyes that he would love getting lost in and then if he wouldn’t snap out of it, his mind would wander to the image of her body. Every detail of every curve, the outline of her full mouth and that intoxicating scent of her skin. Now as he drove to the park, the image of her began to distract him once again and he clutched the steering wheel, shifting in his seat. “Focus Fin,” he mumbled to himself as he crossed the last traffic light, pulling into the parking lot. “You cannot afford to crash this car.” He pocketed his keys after locking the door, and moved through the gates, stretching his arms over his head, his torso stretching out under his black t-shirt. He felt arms slide around his waist, hugging his body backwards. “Hey you,” Maya said as he turned around, smiling at her. He took in a sharp breath. Her hair was up in a high pony-tail, the ends brushing her lower back. The smooth tops of her breasts just showing from the tight pink tank-top she had on and her sexy, long legs endless in the small running shorts. He kissed her lightly on the cheek, intertwining his fingers through her slender ones. She tugged at them before he could say anything. “Come on!” she said, “Let’s go,” and began to jog away from him. He grinned and followed, shaking his head. An hour later they were both sprawled out on the grass, breathing heavily. Her knees were up, her hands folded on her abs and her chest lifted and fell- his eyes locked on her. He had managed to control himself while they ran, but now that she was stretched out in front of him was pure torture. She looked at him, noticing his breath was a lot more ragged than it usually was after their run. His dark shirt clung to his toned chest and arms, a light sheen of sweat over his neck. She sat up, an indescribable urge to kiss him overcoming her. She leaned forward to lightly brush her lips against his, but he caught her arms, pulling her closer, holding her so she couldn’t move away and pressed his lips hard against hers- making his intentions very clear. His tongue against hers as she gave into the kiss, her body flushed against his. He pulled back quickly, whispering into her ear. “I’ve been thinking about you the whole day.” She tugged at his shirt, her voice low and urgent. “Let’s go home.” But he grasped her wrist pulling her closer, looking at her fiercely. “I can’t wait that long Maya.” Hearing him say that sent a flood of warmth creeping down her body, she could feel herself getting wet. She quickly looked over her shoulder and back at him and then got up, pulling his hand with her to follow. They made their way quickly through a thicket of small tress near on end of the large park, Maya leading the way, till they ended up in a little clearing just big enough for car to fit snugly. Thick branches and leaves surrounded them… it was perfect. She wrapped her arms around the back of his neck, her soft |
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