Page 70 of Loyalty, Lust, Love
“Do you remember I’m working tomorrow morning?”
“Yeah, that’s cool. I’m gonna be tired, so I’ll sleep in.”
“How do you know you’ll be tired?”
“Because I’ll be up late working that pussy out.”
“Then send me to work exhausted. Somehow, that doesn’t sound fair, yet I’m looking forward to it.
“I’m not goingto ask where we’re going, but if you want to tell me, I’m listening.”
Fateema and Lynx were in her car, with Lynx behind the wheel. Of course, their destination was secret. It was late afternoon, and the weather was warm in Chicago, so there was a plethora of activities they could do.
“Listen to the radio because I got nothing for you, baby,” Lynx responded.
She shook her head and turned up the volume of the radio. About twenty minutes later, they found a parking spot in a crowded northside neighborhood. There were a lot of small businesses in the area, so Fateema still had no clue where they were going.
“I can see your brain working, Bunny. We’ll be there in two minutes, so stop thinking so hard,” he told her as they stepped onto the sidewalk.
“We’re wearing workout clothes, so I know it’s not anything fancy.”
“You’re thinking too much, baby. It’ll be fun.”
Lynx abruptly stopped in front of one of the storefronts and opened the door. Fateema cautiously went inside with him right behind her. It was a workout studio with mirrors covering the walls. A man and woman stood in the center talking, but no one else was present.
“Come on,” Lynx urged as they headed toward the couple.
“Welcome to Sexy and Sensual Yoga for Couples. I’m Rita, and this is my husband, Jovan. We’ll be instructing you today.”
“It’s nice to meet you,” Lynx said, extending his hand.
After exchanging greetings, Rita suggested they use the bathroom. When they returned, she offered them water, towels, and a large mat.
“You ready?”
Fateema and Lynx had the most spiritual, sensual, and mind-blowing hour of their lives. The closeness of their bodies and the trust needed to perform the exercises forced them into levels of intimacy they had never experienced with each other or anyone else.
When they returned to her car, they sat with their thoughts for at least ten minutes. Both were hot and bothered, doing their best to calm their libidos.
“Damn,” Lynx finally said.
“Tell me about it.”
“If it was dark outside, I’d fuck you in the back seat.”
“If it was dark outside, I’d let you. My panties are soaked.”
He looked down at his dick and then turned to look at her. “My shit is about to explode.”
“Let’s get home.”
Lynx shifted in his seat, attempting to adjust himself before starting the car. Fateema’s eyes were glued to the large print resting on his thigh. She couldn’t stop herself from reaching across the console and grabbing it.
“Bunny, don’t start some shit you can’t finish in this car,” he warned.
It sounded like a threat, but instead of scaring her, it made her pussy thump. She slipped her hand into his sweats, and the feel of his naked, veiny dick in her hand made her nipples harden.
“Bunny, chill.”
