Jax showed up the next day without knocking, letting himself in with the spare key Sophia had “jokingly” given him after their first session. He found her already in the home workout room, wearing nothing but a tiny black sports bra and the tiniest pair of thong shorts that barely covered her p***y lips. Her body glistened with a light sheen of pre-workout sweat.
“Someone’s eager for intensive training,” he growled, dropping his bag. Today he wore only black compression shorts that did nothing to hide the massive, half-hard c**k already straining against the fabric. “Good. Because today we skip the warm-up and go straight to ruin.”
He crossed the room in two strides, grabbing her by the hips and slamming her against the full-length mirror wall. Sophia gasped as her breasts flattened agai
