“Downward Dog,”
she called out to the five other people in the room. “Let me demonstrate and
then I’ll walk around to help you develop the correct form.”
Jesse didn’t need
to know the correct anything while in this class but pretended to be an
attentive student as Zoey bent over with her hands and feet planted on the mat,
her legs spread apart to have her ass up in the air. Sure, it was supposed to
be some sort of exercise move, but Zoey’s smokin’ body made Jesse switch his
thoughts from fitness to pornographic fantasies where Zoey starred. He let his
gaze travel over her firm ass and settled on her center. As he shifted his
position on his yoga mat to relieve the tension growing in his lap, he wondered
how the hell he was going to do downward dog with a hard-on?
He managed to move
into the painful position. “Zoey, is this right?” he called out so she would
move out of the pose, but he hadn’t expected her to come over to him.
“Almost but not
quite, Jesse.” When she slid her hand up the back of his hamstring, his breath
caught in his chest, almost causing him to choke when it finally rushed between
his lips.
“Relax,” she said
softly. “And don’t lock your knees.”
He would’ve been
able to relax if she didn’t continue to slide her smooth hand up to the back of
his thigh. “I’m trying.”
“Tighten this leg
more but don’t tense up. Does that make sense?”
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