Peg Pete Workout (preview)

Peg’s morning workout was never about squats or cardio. It was about release.
She’d just slipped on her tightest sports bra and leggings when Max let himself in through the back gate, gym bag swinging. He wasn’t fooling anyone: the only thing inside was lube and a Gatorade.

She grinned. “Spot me, Max?”

He was on her before she finished the sentence—pressing her against the exercise bike, ripping off her sports bra and her leggings....

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