Mark Wahlberg Imagines

Sweat

Mark would walk around the house without his shirt on. He would eyefuck you all day long teasing you he would gracefully swipe his hands around your waist whispering into your ear "Would you watch me workout?" You nod your head "Yes da-Mark" he would walk into the garage with your pacing steps behind him watching his body sway side to side he was so sexual you couldn't keep your eyes off of him. You enter the garage while he pulls himself up onto the bar his Muscles flexing while he pulled himself up and down you watched him as his sweat blissfully dripped from the pores of his body. Mark grunted the faster he did his pull ups on the bar you stood there sexually frustrated as he turned you on "Fuck Mark" his eyes darted at you while he signaled with his eyes to get closer to him. Your hands slowly went to feel his abs his chiseled abs inch by inch as your hands pressed softly down his toned abs the creases so so hard and thick. His sweat dripping made his abs glisten in the light he continued doing pull ups "40,41,42,43" he counted you just stood there feeling him up while watching how sexy he was. "Damn you could really choke me hard" you said while mark looked down on at you, and you noticed how hard he was getting you ran your hands down the the band of his bottoms and traced it with your finger "You wouldn't" Mark smirked but you hesitated to do so "If you pull them down I'll choke you even harder" Mark moaned and grunted you felt like a wet puddle as he said that. Mark continued with his pull ups he made you frustrated but you knew it was worth it since he looked so fucking good while doing it even though you rather him be doing you.