Ariella Garcia is an 18-year-old girl who dreams of leaving her current situation behind and starting a new life. She's fiercely independent, and her love for nature and animals is unparalleled. She's always surrounded by people who care about her...
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"97."
"98."
"99."
"100."
I finished my set of sit-ups, feeling the burn in my abs. Grabbing my water bottle, I took a refreshing gulp before reaching for my towel.
Time for a quick post-workout shower.
Entering the bathroom which was in the gym, I turned on the water, making sure it was nice and cold. I washed away the sweat and shampooed my hair. A few minutes later, I stepped out of the bathroom, grabbing a fresh pair of underwear and shorts.
As I dried my hair, I noticed a figure at the door. It is Ariella, her back turned to the see-through glass. I had it made visible only from my side, providing me with a one-way view.
I couldn't resist a chuckle as she peeked into the room, freezing when she spotted me. Her face turned a shade of red, and she quickly covered her face with her hands before closing the door.
Fucking cute.
I opened the door and pulled her inside, eliciting a small shriek from her.
"Spying on me?" I teased, leaning her against the wall with my hands on either side of her head.
"No, I swear I wasn't," she protested, shaking her head. Her eyes widened as she took in my bare chest, and I could see her breath quicken.
Her hand found its way to my chest, and she looked up into my eyes. It was a casual touch, but the effect on my body was immediate. I could feel my body tense and wherever she touched me felt hot. Her hand trailed down but never wavered from my gaze.
My breath hitched, and she withdrew her hand when she reached my stomach.
"Do you work out every day?" she asked, tilting her head casually.
"Yeah," I replied, trying to maintain an air of nonchalance despite the lingering effects of her touch.
My desire for her intensified, and I couldn't resist the urge any longer. As I watched her tongue glide over her lips, I felt a surge of anticipation. My gaze lingered on her, as she curiously checked out the gym equipment.
"Oh, I almost forgot," she started.
I seized the moment, crashing my lips onto hers. She appeared surprised initially but soon closed her eyes, reciprocating the kiss.
My hands instinctively moved just above her hips, pulling her closer. She responded by wrapping her hand around my neck, fingers entwining in my hair. A low grunt escaped me when she tugged at it.
Breaking the kiss, she breathed out, "Hazel and I made breakfast, and she asked me to tell you to come and eat or it will get cold," she said in a flustered whisper.
I couldn't resist the temptation, trailing wet kisses down her neck, grazing my teeth against her collarbone and sucking on it. Her moan spurred me on, and I smirked as she tightened her grip on me. She threw her head back giving me more access, as I held her by the waist, ensuring her legs didn't give in.
