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“It’s heated, but I keep it at fifty. I get sweaty.” He shrugs and walks around the huge…thingin the middle of the room. “This is what we call a drop barrel. Mine is electric.”
“Is it like a mechanical bull?” I step up to it and run my hand over the carpeted round barrel at the end of a metal stick coming out of a machine.
“No, because the mechanical bull moves differently. This has just one motion, but it’s imperative for leg and core strength and for practicing technique and balance.”
“Are you going to show me?” I smile boldly before batting my eyelashes at him. “Please?”
His eyes narrow at me, and I shrug.
“Okay,I’lldo it. Start it up.” I move to hop up, but he’s suddenly beside me, holding me at the waist.
“Fine, I’ll show you.”
“Yay. Ireallydidn’t know what I’d do if you called my bluff on that one.”
He chuckles and shakes his head. “I haven’t practiced today, so I guess this works.”
“When do you havetime?”
“I usually come out here after early morning chores.” He shrugs like it’s no big deal and then hops up, as if it’s easy and second nature to him. “Put in an hour or so.”
The machine starts to move up and down in a rhythmic, rocking motion, and Brady’s legs tighten, one arm comes up, and he moves with it, up and down, up and down.
It’s…graceful.And hotter than I expected. Not that he isn’t hot with everything he does, but this is clearly what he knows and what his body is trained for, and he looks damn good doing it.
So good, in fact, that my panties are officially soaked.
After a few minutes, he hops down, shuts off the machine, and turns to me, not even breathing hard.
“And you do that for anhour?”
“Usually.” His eyes narrow. “Your cheeks are flushed.”
Oh, I just bet they are.
I saunter to him, grateful that the floor in here seems pretty clean, and when I reach him, my hands grip onto his button-fly, and I hit my knees.
“Whoa.”
“That was—” I shake my head as I ease his pants over his hips. “Sexy. Hot. Wow.”
“I guess so. Abs?—”
“I’m going to be brutally honest, Brady. I want to suck your cock.”
He chokes and then hums as I pull said cock out of his pants. It’s already hard and thick, and there’s a tiny bead of precum on the tip that has me licking my lips.
“Except, I’m not sure how to do this.”
That has his hand tangling in my hair and tipping my head back so I have to look up at him.
“What just came out of that gorgeous mouth?”
“I’ve never done this before, but I’m sure that what I lack in technique, I make up for in enthusiasm.”
“Jesus Christ,” he growls, and I didn’t think it was possible, but he gets even harder in my hands.
“So, what do I do here?”
