Somee #3
I calmed my raging hormones and adjusted my stance, watching him behind me through the mirror. Ryland lifted the bar and positioned it across my shoulders, speaking his next instructions since his hands were occupied.
“Lift your hands and place them on the bar, just outside your shoulders.”
When I lifted my hands, he allowed the weight of the bar to rest on my shoulders and adjusted them so my palms were facing out and spaced evenly. He was at my back again and placed his hands at my waist, locking eyes with me through the mirror.
“Come down just enough to feel comfortable. Try not to lean forward and use your legs, not your back.”
I tucked my bottom lip in and did what he said.
Ryland kept his hands at my waist and lowered with me.
His gaze remained on mine through the mirror, and each time I was standing upright again, his body pressed against mine.
It was intimate and sexually charged, which had me ready to drop this damn bar.
“Enough?” he signed and I nodded right before he lifted the bar and moved it back to the spot on the wall. He took a seat on the weight bench, lifting a bottle of water from underneath.
“You done?”
“With you here, yeah. I can’t focus for shit.” He grinned and turned up the water, finishing half the bottle and placing it back on the floor. “Come here.”
“Nope, I’m working out.”
“You’re in here because you wanted my attention. You got it, now come here.”
I grinned and made my way to him, stopping between his thighs but he tapped my hip, signaling for me to move. I gave in and climbed onto his lap, straddling his legs until he dropped his hands to my ass and jerked me on top of his very hard dick.
“I thought you were supposed to be focused. A little distraction shouldn’t have thrown you off.”
He spoke since his hands were still occupied. “Depends on the distraction.”
“You could have ignored me?”
“Nah, not possible.”
He pulled me in closer and I shifted on his lap, watching as his hooded gaze glided down my body. His grip on me tightened. “Everything cool with your mom?”
“Yes, she was worried about all the press.”
“She wants you back home?”
I shook my head and signed, “No, she just wanted to make sure I was okay.”
“Are you?”
“Currently, I’m great.” I rocked my hips and he grinned.
“You, not your pussy.”
I laughed and rolled my eyes. “I’m fine. There are some hateful ass H-O-E-S, but according to most of the comments, the people like me more than they like you. They’ve been telling me I can do much better.”
He smiled sexily. “You probably can, but I’m not coming up off you. So you’re stuck with me.”
I arched a brow and he leaned in closer when he asked, “You object?”
My head shook before his mouth was on mine. While his tongue moved past my lips and began exploding, I rocked and circled my hips, grinding on his dick until I had his eyes again.
“Good to know you don’t have any objections because I believe in consent.”
“Marlee wants to come visit.”
“Just let me know when.”
“Can she stay here? She wants to come see Rylee.”
“Yeah but you don’t need to ask me that and she wants to see more than just Rylee.”
True, her goal was to work herself into the same space as Taven. Since he’d followed her back on social media, in her mind they were basically married.
“Consider it multitasking. Did you talk to Rylee?”
He started signing again.
“Not in depth, but I did tell her that if she hears things about me spending money to keep her, it’s only because I want her to be somewhere she’s happy.”
“What did she say?”
“She asked if that meant she could stay here with me and I told her yes. Then she asked if you could stay too and I told her if that’s what you wanted.”
“That was it?”
“Pretty much. She told me she didn’t want me to spend all my money to let her live with me, but she wanted to stay. I told her I would spend every penny I had to keep her with me. She smiled big as hell, hugged me, then started telling me about the father-daughter dance at school.”
“She asked you to take her?”
“Hell no.” A smile eased onto his face. “She was more like ‘so when we go to the dance, Somee can find me a purple dress and you don’t have to wear a purple suit but you can if you want because it will match my dress.’ She damn sure wasn’t giving me an option about taking her. In her mind, that was a done deal.”
He smiled so proudly that it warmed my heart. Ryland would undoubtedly cherish and embrace all of these moments. He loved his sister just that much, which meant a purple suit would be paired with whatever dress Rylee wore.
“I told you things are simple with kids. We’re the ones who complicate stuff.”
“How about you let me complicate some stuff for you?” I was granted a kiss on my neck, down my shoulder, then back up to my jaw before my hands started moving.
“Aren’t you supposed to be working out?”
“I’m working on something.”
His hips lifted, pressing his dick against my ass, so I looped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist as he lifted from the bench, taking me with him. When he started toward the door, I grinned, because that was a clear sign that we were done.
First workout over, time for round two with a lot less clothes…