Watch me

d my piercing green eyes looked up from my brow with a devilish smirk. I stared up at Luca, knowing with one

ight years, but i was so sick of him. He wanted to own me, and all my attention. But all I could think of is if the unname

d over his knees looking at me li

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e here all morning, unlike you

I screec

that, I thought to myself. Its not that I didn't have a job. I had just graduated college and

shaggy hair and deep brown eyes, about 6'0" tall. The mysterious man would pass by everyday on his way to workout and watch me for a few seconds. I did everything to get him to watch me more. I would count the second

and cold then slapped my ass, "Call me when you're on your way to my place" he said over his shoulder as he headed towards the door. I didn't bother responding so he waited at the door, looked at me with an annoyed glare and shouted "Love you!" with his usua

ith two friends, his same height and stature. As he passed by he looked over his shoulder into the studio, only pausing for a brief moment. I gave him the same playful look I gave Luca earlier. I was still stretching now reaching for my left toes as I looked up at him. His face w

d I knew if we did again he would have another girl within a few weeks. To piss me off but also because he could not be alone. It not like we were together right

shoes, slipped on my black sweats over my tight shorts and pulled on my white and pink gym shoes leaving my long sleeve black top on that showed up my curves and busty c

n't be far if he had to pass my s

two men boxing. One with sparring gloves and the other with punching mitts. I could barely hear the punches landing with the near sound proof glass, the man with the sparring gloves looked my way and paus

e was either a professional athlete or rich enough to own a rent a small studio space for personal workouts. There were bigger spaces surround