Lianhua's long dark hair was pulled into a high ponytail, swaying as she bent over to adjust the weights on a barbell.
West dropped his bag by the door and nodded approvingly as his eyes lingered on the curve of her ass as she straightened.
"Alright, Lianhua, let's get you moving. Start with squats—three sets of fifteen. Form first, always," he stepped closer, positioning himself behind her to guide her stance while his hands brushed her hips lightly to correct her alignment.
She gripped the barbell, lowering into the first squat with a soft grunt as her thighs thickened underneath the tight leggings.
However, as she rose, her breath turned quicker. After a few reps, she paused before setting the bar down with a clank smd turning to face him with a knowing glint in her eyes.
Her cheeks were flushed with a mixture of exertion and something hotter. "This can't be the only reason you're here, Smith... not after everything."
