Her black yoga pants hugged her round ass, showcasing the kind of voluptuousness that could make any man’s head spin. The room was silent except for her harsh breaths. For Amanda. “Yeah, I’ve been getting some offers to model for fitness brands, maybe even start my own line of workout gear. Ava, the woman he had been lusting over for so long, was not just a math teacher but a potential fitness model? Emerson grabbed Timmy Wilson by the arm. The lights were on, casting a warm glow through the open blinds. Was she being attacked? Emerson grabbed Timmy Wilson by the arm. Ava had indeed found something—but it was far from terrifying. It had to be public, humiliating, unforgettable. One had a juice box. Ava’s hand lay on her knee, and Jake found his eyes drawn to it, his own hand inching closer. “Come all over my fucking face.”
And with that final command, she felt a wave of nausea wash over her as she had to pretend to climax for the camera, her body responding despite her mind’s screaming protests.
