Page 25 of Fake Dating Adrian Hunter
More torture but a slightly less painful request. Everyone follows, with me and Adrian the last to do so.
A chill runs over my skin as our spines press together. “Just so you know,” I whisper, “those were the most torturous two minutes of my life.”
“Likewise. It was like staring into the eyes of a demon.”
Kathy speaks again. “Hold each other’s hands and extend your arms above your head, taking a beautiful stretch as you windmill your hands slowly from right to left.”
We do so with reluctance. As I’m silently cursing this day, I catch Tory a couple of mats over, closer to the water, biting back a laugh at my situation. I roll my eyes and look away.
Over the next twenty minutes, Kathy leads us through a series of poses where we have to remain interconnected with our partner as our bodies warm up for more advanced poses. The worst pose is downward dog. I’m on my hands and feet with my ass sticking up in the air. Why does this seem to be a theme for the week?
“Hey,” Adrian whispers, standing behind me. I can’t see him but am certain from his tone that he has a snide grin plastered to his face. “This is like when I first saw you struggling with your luggage in the lobby.”
“Your perverted mind must be enjoying the view.”
“Like this,” Kathy says, guiding Adrian closer to me. “This is what I meant by standing behind your partner. Step between her legs and take hold of her hips.”
My eyes widen with embarrassment as Adrian takes his place. Once clearing his throat, his hot hands rest on the bare skin of my hips. A shiver ripples down my spine at his touch, and I tell myself it’s from revulsion. But then why is my groin suddenly aching with need?
Regardless, Adrian’s hands on my hips are not what has me all worked up down here. In this position, his dick is inches from my groin. I don’t know whether my imagination is running wild, but I can feel heat radiating from his crotch.
“That’s it,” Kathy says. “Gently draw her body back to you. She’ll feel a nice lengthening through her spine.”
Phoebe laughs at us. “That’s not the only thing that will be lengthening.”
I expect Adrian to laugh at his sister’s joke, but he coughs and releases his hands from me.
“Don’t be shy,” Kathy tells him, guiding his hands back to my hips. “This movement is about intimacy and love. Pull her closer to you.”
“I’d rather not,” he says at the same time as Kathy gives him a gentle nudge, pressing his hips into my ass, doggy style. And oh my God, his dick is against my crotch,hard. If it weren’t for the divider of our clothes, we’d be as good as having sex right now.
A squeak exits my throat, and Adrian and I are quick to pull away from each other. Kathy tsks and tends to the couple beside us.
“Seriously?” I hiss, quiet enough for only Adrian to hear. “You’re actually hard?”
“What do you expect, Verena?” His tone is even more acidic than mine. “There’s an ass poking up in the air that I’m meant to press myself against. Of course I’m going to be fucking hard. I’m only male.”
“Oh, so it could be anyone’s ass that turns you on?”
“Wait, now you’re annoyed I wasn’t hard because it’syou?”
“Don’t be ridiculous,” I scoff, turning away from him so he can’t see how royally I’ve messed up.
“What’s the issue, then?”
“Thereisno issue as long as you keep your dirty dick away from me.”
Our bickering comes to a stop as Kathy addresses everyone. “Next, we’ll move to a base and flyer pose. Have the smaller person in your pair be the flyer. Bases, lie on your back with your legs bent at a forty-five-degree angle.”
All the bases move into position. I half expect Adrian to make some derogatory comment about my weight and that he needs to be the flyer, but he lies down and waits for the next instructions.
“Flyers, step up to your base and hook the soles of their feet into the groove of your hip bones. Then reach forward and grab their hands.”
Cringing on the inside, I step forward and do as told, thankful that at least there’s no P on V action in this pose.
“Bases, extend your legs straight up into the air and let your flyer soar to the sky,” Kathy says.
Everyone complies, and within a second, I’m in a plank position above Adrian, balancing myself on his hands and feet.
