“Peach pomegranate?”
“You’ve got it.” Nathan scrolled through his phone and added my order to an app, glancing at Jude, getting his order as well. Nathan nodded decisively. “Okay. Asses up. The gym awaits.”
I dressed quickly in my discarded pajamas, Nathan politely covering his eyes. After a quick scamper to my nest to wash up and dress for the day, we departed for the gym.
My smoothie tasted like heaven, but it wasn’t nearly as satisfying as watching Nathan and Jude. My pussy was purring on overdrive while Jude went through his callisthenics workout. How strong was he? The only people I’d seen move like him were acrobats in shows on the Strip. A few other gym goers paused to watch him do handstand push-ups on some little bar apparatus.
Nathan sidled up next to me, hands on his hips. “You’re smelling like a whole bakery right now.”
“Do you expect me to be normal looking at that? I mean, come on.”
Nathan only laughed. “Are you planning to actually work out today or just ogle Jude?” At my silence, he added, “Come help me with my workout?”
“How would I do that?”
“Be my weight.”
My curious look prompted him to arrange me into a cross legged position.
“Hang on tight.”
He looped his arm beneath my hands and hoisted me up in a bicep curl. Shock and delight lanced through me, a giggle erupting. Jude glanced over at us, an amused smile on his mouth.
It was a surprising amount of work for me to be Nathan’s weight, so I was choosing to count it as my own workout. Holding my position engaged all of my muscles, and when we switched to his other arm, he kissed me at the top of the first raise. Just a peck, but he grinned like a fool, and I almost missed the kiss on the next rise because I was smiling too hard.
“You arewaytoo cute,” Nathan commented, carefully rearranging me into a new position so he could bench press me.
It wasn’t my fault I couldn’t stop giggling. I’d never had so much fun at a workout before, and Nathan was so obviously pleased with himself that it only made the experience better.
“Want to try some pull-ups?” Nathan asked.
“I think you’re overestimating my upper body strength.”
“I’ll help you, but we only get stronger by doing.”
I couldn’t fault that logic. Jude joined us, getting me up on the bar with a jump and him lifting at my hips. Nathan hopped on to face me, his hands spread farther apart.
“Legs around my waist,” Nathan instructed.
My mouth went dry as I complied. Nathan beamed at me as we fell into a pattern, his strength bolstering mine. His cock hardened between my thighs, but I wasn’t about to put an end to this. Each lifting and lowering had me imagining him fucking me into the gym mats. Jude’s gentle bracing hands on my hips didn’t help me keep my cool one bit.
Sweaty hands loosened my grip, but Jude was right there to ease me onto my feet when Nathan lowered us again, leaving me sandwiched and panting between the two of them.
“Is someone a little worked up?” Nathan lowered to brush his lips against mine, a tiny groan I couldn’t suppress sneaking out of me.
“Like you’re one to talk,” I replied with a laugh. “I’ve been guarding your modesty this whole time.”
“Mine too, now.” Jude’s grip on my hips tightened and I shivered as he tucked closer, revealing how strongly I had affected him.
“Well, I don’t know about you two, but I’m not opposed in the least to taking care of our collective problem. Thoughts?”
“No thoughts.” Nathan scooped me up, his hands spread over my ass cheeks. “Jude, you’re driving.”
I giggled the whole way to the car, Nathan sprinting, and Jude following. Today was going to be a good day.
My car wasn’t the best place to take her apart, but it would be better than not taking her apart at all.
I quickly set up a group chat and sent off a message.
