The gym was eerily quiet when I arrived at 5:45 AM.
No music. No other members. Just the low hum of the air conditioning and the sound of my own heartbeat echoing in my ears. I had barely slept the night before, my body still sore and throbbing from the previous day’s brutal session with Jax Voss. My p***y and ass ached with a constant, deep pulse. Bruises in the shape of his fingerprints decorated my hips and thighs. My n*****s were still sensitive from being pinched and sucked for hours.
Yet here I was, early, eager, and already wet.
I pushed open the door to the private training room. Jax was waiting.
He stood in the center of the black mats, shirtless, his massive, sculpted body glistening under the harsh lights. His steel-grey eyes locked onto me the moment I entered, dark and pre
