Page 46 of Gigi and the Gym Rats

Baby.I don’t react to the pet name, but I examine it as I push again at his rock-hard chest and he lets me move him. He rolls beside me, then onto his back when I shove him again. He’s sprawled on the black comforter of his bed, arms curled by his head, broad chest heaving, thick thighs spread, the thick ridge of his hard-on painfully constricted inside his pants.

I reach for the buttons of his jeans. He’s not wearing a belt and as I start undoing the buttons, I realize he’s not wearing underwear, either.

“Going commando?” I lift a brow.

“Always.”

That gets my other brow up as well.Woo, Ronin.“For easy access?”

“That’s a filthy mind you got. No, I just… find it more comfortable. You know… I don’t normally do this,” he whispers. “It’s so weird.”

“Don’t do what?”

“Let someone else take the lead. Lie here while you… do whatever you wanna do.”

I pause at the last button. “Do you mind?”

He folds his muscular, inked arms under his head, shoots me a confident smirk. “Nah, I don’t mind. It’s different, is all.”

“Grey doesn’t do that?”

His eyes darken. “I don’t wanna talk about Grey right now.”

“What if I want to?”

“Why would you?”

“Because… the two of you kissing… that was hot.”

He stares at me. “I thought you didn’t like it.”

I shrug a little, my gaze jumping between his handsome face and the hard length of flesh revealed under the denim. I’m itching to pull his pants down. “I didn’t expect it.”

“You were annoyed that we didn’t include you.” He winks. “We could do a threesome.”

“And why not?” I wink back and push my hands under his T-shirt, rolling it up to stroke those delicious washboard abs.Oh yeah, this is nice.

“Wait, what did you just say?” he rumbles. “Are you serious?”

I give it some thought as I explore his chest. I roll the T-shirt all the way up to put my hands over his hard pecs. Ink spreads under my fingertips, whorls and colors and shapes. I want to explore every line, but he catches my hands and pulls me down on top of him.

“Gigi, are you serious about the threesome?”

“Would you like that?”

His pale blue eyes flare with light, so intense, putting me on the spot. “You think Grey is sexy, don’t you?”

“Said so, didn’t I?”

“Have you ever been with two guys?” When I shake my head, he forges on. “Think you can take both of us?”

“It depends on how you mean that,” I say carefully, drawing my hands free of his grip, scooting down, because I am a good girl, after all. This is a new topic for me. “But if I think both of you are hot, why wouldn’t I like to have you both together?”

“Because you’re a beta,” he mutters, folding his arms under his head again, his gaze following me as I scoot lower and lower.

“A boring beta, huh?” I’ll show him. I have many facets. I can be naughty.

“You’re never boring,” he breathes as I straddle his knees, grab his jeans and tug them down his narrow hips. He helps, lifting his ass off the bed, allowing me to drag the denim down his thighs, and I almost yelp when his cock springs free and swings up against his stomach, the piercings glinting in the soft overhead light.

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