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Coming back into the gym, dressed and ready to spar, I couldn't help but admire the sight before me. Rose was standing at the edge of a sparring mat, waiting for me, though it seemed like she was lost in thought. I took the time to really look at her. Her body was gorgeous. There wasn't an ounce of fat on her, it was all pure, toned muscle. The fabric of her leggings clung to her shapely legs and perfect ass.
I mean, it was perfect. Her hips were wide but not unseemly. Her curves looked dangerous but soft to the touch, if you would be lucky enough to touch her. Oh, and how I wanted to touch her. My hands itched for even the smallest of touches, and it was getting harder to control myself as I continued my assessment. Her waist dipped in, giving her a soft curve that was v
