57. Clarissa

Jalen was in the backyard, lifting weights with a determined look on his face.

His muscles bulged and strained as he lifted the heavyweights, the sweat glistening on his skin in the sunlight. I sat on a chair nearby, watching him with admiration. The way his biceps flexed and his abs tensed with each lift made my heart race. I couldn't believe that this Adonis of a man was all mine.

As I watched him, hot waves of desire washed over me and my legs parted slightly.

Jalen noticed and set down the weights with a heavy thud and caught his breath. He looked over at me and gave me a naughty wink, his chest rising and falling with each deep breath.

"Like what you see?" He said, flexing his muscles and I laughed.

"You're doing great," I said. He approached me, wiping the sweat from his forehead with a towel. "I'm glad you're enjoying the show, but I could do better."

"Not here, Jalen, " I gasped as I realized what he was about to do.

"Who says I can't have you anywhere?"He leaned down and k