Page 89 of Honey Undone
We continued our workout, moving around the gym as Kaia forced Cael through a grueling leg workout. Every machine was like a death trap to the guy who considered running bases his cardio for the week.
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen Cael work out his legs,” I said to Adeline as she racked a few weights that had been left on the floor by them.
“Good thing you don’t have a game tomorrow, he’s going to be bedridden,” she noted, sitting down on the bench across from me.
I couldn’t have cared less about the competition happening on the other side of the gym, Adeline’s smile growing as everyone clapped for our friends after each rep. I was oddly at home and Cosy’s words settled against my chest in the silence.
You have to be there to see her, win or lose.
“I see you Adeline Sarah,” I whispered, wanting to make sure she knew.
She looked over at me like she always did, sweat running down her neck, cheeks flushed from working hard but today there was a softness in her eyes I hadn’t expected and it knocked the wind out of me.
“What Belle?” I asked her when she didn’t say anything, unsure if she heard the quiet omission, so much softer than the first time I had confessed to her.
“Nothing,” she whispered back, her smile crooked and gentle. I could tell she was happier than usual and it made me want to wrap her up and find a closet where I could enjoy the sweat and heat in private.
“You have to finish!” Kaia hollered, interrupting our moment. She clapped her hands and cheered Cael on as he struggled with the squat machine. He grunted hard, pushing his strength into the last motion and managed to clickthe weight into place before rolling off the machine to the floor. “We’ve got one left, Cody! Don’t you give up on me!”
“Fuck off, Keegan. I gotta reorganize my fucking guts after that,” he crawled across the floor to the wall breathlessly, and Kaia followed him with a bottle of water. “Thank you.”
She looked around the gym, her eyes scanning for something.
“What is she looking for?” I asked Adeline, who just smiled.
“Here we go,” she said as Kaia clapped her hands together. The pair were completely in sync with one another without a single word shared. I watched as she leaned forward on the bench in her tiny sports bra.
“Fuck, Adeline.Don’t.” A rumble left my chest at the side of her swollen breasts in the top. I shifted on the bench uncomfortably as my dick tensed in my workout shorts.
“What?” She smiled, looking down at her cleavage.
“Yeah,” I grunted, just trying to get through the last of my bicep curls as she teased me.
“Want to go for a ride?” Kaia called out to her and without hesitation, Adeline popped up from the bench turning her back to the rest of the gym so she could smile at me.
Her eyes scanned quickly, looking for someone but fell back on mine with a smug satisfaction as her fingers came up under the hem of the bra and lifted it free of her glorious tits.
I dropped the dumbbell short of my foot at her brazen behavior, “you’re a brat!” I called out just trying to control myself and my stupidly hard cock.
“Pay attention to my ass next time and I won’t resort to war tactics,” she laughed at me.
“You’re going to pay for that!” I said, still tempted to chase after her as she situated her breasts safely inside, mouthed a tinyI hope soat me and jogged over to Kaia. I’d be stuck to this bench for at least another ten minutes.
I waited until Cael had collected himself to push myself off the bench and abandon my workout to see what Kaia and Adeline were up to. A crowd of Hornets and Hillcats had circled loosely around a bench in the university gym, watching the competition like it held higher stakes than a stinky old crop top.
“Add a ten,” Kaia said to Rhea, testing the weight out. She was positioned to do hip thrusts on the bench, her long legs stretched out a cushioned bar flat across her hips. Rhea did as she asked, popping a five plate onto each side of the bar. “That’s better,” she tested it again.
“What are you doing?” Cael asked, sinking down beside her on the floor like he couldn’t bear to stand any longer.
“Winning that shirt off your back by an unmistakable margin,” Kaia teased. “Save a horse, ride a cowboy,” she beamed up at Adeline, who had slipped off her shoes and was positioning herself over Kaia.
“What the fuck,” Cael groaned, knowing he was screwed. Sweat soaked his blonde hair and the back of the shirt was drenched down the back and sides, turning everything the darkest shade of grey.
Kaia waited as Adeline perched perfectly, giving her space to get the bar comfy before she started to lower her hips, rising back up with barely any struggle. It was as if Adeline didn’t weigh more than a feather.
“Four,” Adeline counted out, staying perfectly still as her best friend thrust up and down without so much as a grunt of effort.
“This is cruel,” Cael called out, “but I’m not a fucking quitter and you aren’t getting my fucking shirt!” He snapped, but his voice was playful as he pushed off the ground. “Jenny, wanna sit on my dick?”
