Post from Cinamon · June 6, 2025

I'm gonna need you to hold that position a little longer," he murmurs behind me, his hand ghosting just above my hips as I hinge down into a stiff-leg deadlift.

"You’re doing good… but keep the tension on your glutes. There… like that."

I bite my lip. His voice, that low murmur mixed with the sound of breath and sweat, drives heat right between my legs.

"Don’t rush it. Feel every rep. Let the stretch tease you."

And just as I rise, slowly, grinding the tension back up through my hamstrings, I catch his eyes in the mirror—watching, jaw tight, like he’s the one losing control now.