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“Couldn’t resist us, huh?” Eric asks as Chase deposits me in the upstairs office.
“Don’t look so cocky.” I giggle. “You guys were my second choice.”
“Yeah, but your first choice wouldn’t have been as good at getting you out of your clothes as we are,” Eric says, just as I feel Chase pull down the zipper of my cute little pencil skirt. Eric makes quick work of my blouse as the skirt slides to the floor.
“Good point,” I say, pulling the Protein Plus T-shirt on over my head. There’s something about it that just feels right.
Fuck modeling for Wild Rose—this is exactly where I belong. I don’t know why I was fighting it so hard in the first place. Chase and Eric have been supportive of me in ways that neither of my old bosses ever could be, and there’s not a doubt in my mind that I’ve made the right choice.
“And the thong,” Chase insists, pulling down my lacy boy shorts before I can even argue.
“Okay, okay.” I giggle, stepping into the thong. Surprisingly enough, that feels right, too. Maybe because of all the squats I’ve been doing lately—or maybe just because with Chase and Eric around, I feel good in pretty much everything.
“Damn,” Eric says, nodding approvingly. “You look fucking hot with our logo on your body.”
“Hot enough for a pic?” I ask, fishing my cell phone out of my purse.
They crowd around me, stooping a little because they’re so fucking tall, as Chase snaps a selfie of all three of us.
I post it to my social media before I can talk myself out of it, with a caption announcing my big news.
“2 months until Miss Sexy USA pageant here in L.A.! Love my sexy sponsors, <3 Protein Plus!”
Even as the pic uploads, I can see Eric and Chase eyeing my body in an incredibly unprofessional fashion.
“We ought to celebrate, you know,” Chase says, grabbing my ass.
“Oh, my,” I coo as Eric presses his hips against mine. “Whatever did you have in mind?”
Looks like a woman of my age is getting lucky tonight.
Chapter 14
Eric
The first time I saw Kara’s pretty little ass walk into my gym, I knew she was a fucking winner. But even I couldn’t have predicted that she would be this fucking good.
Ever since she signed on to model for my brand, Kara has thrown herself into things completely. She’s lifting harder, eating better, and squatting more every day. I’m watching her body change right before my eyes—and wrapped around my cock, too, as often as I can coax her onto it.
The only person I’ve ever met who works as hard as I do is Chase, and there’s definitely something wrong with that muscle-bound son of a bitch. But now, Kara makes three of us—and with a trio as good looking as us, as driven as us, and as amazing at sex as we are, I’ve never been more fucking confident in my life.
We could take over the world together—Kara, Chase, and I. But for now, I’ll settle for conquering the international fitness community—and as much Kara as I can fucking get.
I’m beginning to think I’m actually falling for this girl, which is fucking ridiculous, because I never fall for anyone. I know Chase feels the same.
We’re competitive bastards in and out of the bedroom, but when it comes to Kara, she’s the one thing that we’ve agreed we can’t compete over.
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bsp; Even though I fucking know I make her come harder. What can I say? With a body like hers, it’s hard not to keep score.
I’ve had my housekeeper scrub my house spotless for Kara’s visit today. I’m not calling it a fucking date, because it’s not one—it’s strictly business between Kara and me today.
We need to talk strategy, areas of focus—her strengths, her weaknesses, and we need to figure out a talent for her to do.
I’m not seeing a woman of Kara’s caliber reduced to launching ping pong balls out of her snatch like some kind of cheap peep-show girl. She’s a classy bitch, and she deserves a classy routine that can really show the world what she’s made of—in her clothes or completely out of them.
If I’m being honest with myself, though, I was sure to shave extra close this morning anyway—even if this isn’t a date. If there are two things in this world that are sure to get my blood pumping, it’s scheming and her.
