Lacy McDaniels
Things had been going mostly well over the last few weeks. She adored the routine she had developed of getting to work out with Roman, appreciating his strength and his tips on different ways to use the equipment he had for a better workout.
She would also be lying if she said she didn’t appreciate the way he looked at her, how his gaze never seemed to be far from her or that he couldn’t keep his hands (or lips for that matter) to himself. She had tried so hard to hold firm to her boundaries, but somehow all he had to do was look at her a certain way or brush a hand across her arm on his way past her and she would melt all over again.
Things were getting pretty heated during some of their evening massages and it was getting harder to tell him no. She even talked to her f
