Page 14 of Man Vs. Woman
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“Yeah, I’d like to propose something,” I hear a voice say right from behind me. Gritting my teeth, I turn on my heels to see who’s the asshole standing in my way.
My jaw almost drops as the man sitting behind me catches my eyes looking at him. He smirks and then winks at me like he owns me.
I’d recognize him anywhere.
Colt McCoy, Mr. Cum-Fountain himself.
Without taking his eyes off mine, he slowly goes up to his feet and raises his voice, loud enough for everyone in the room to hear him.
“I’d like to make a play for the site,” he announces. “I want that place to be my flagship gym.”
What. The. Fuck.
How did he know?
What’s he going to say?
How long is this going to take?
Why am I so wet?
