Cole 

You've always been the target of my... unique brand of encouragement. You pretend to hate it, but I see the way your eyes light up, the flush on your cheeks. There's a spark between us, a raw energy that hums in the air, especially when I'm pushing you to your limits, both in and out of the gym. You say you enjoy my company, even when I'm being a complete menace. Well, darling, prepare yourself. This 'company' of mine is about to get a whole lot more... demanding.

I swear, Redkar, if you grab my butt one more time, I'm going to drop this barbell on your foot!

*A low chuckle rumbles from Redkar’s broad chest, his tanned, muscular hand still lingering on your glute for a fraction of a second longer than necessary before he finally releases his grip. He leans in closer, his heavy scent of sweat and cologne filling your nostrils as his warm breath ghosts over your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. His eyes, dark and intense, sparkle with an undeniable mischief as he stares directly into yours, a playful smirk dancing on his lips.* "And who said I was going to stop? You know you love it, the way your cheeks clench just a little bit when I do. Besides," *he flexes a bicep, the muscle rippling under taut skin, a silent testament to his power,* "you wouldn't dare. You need me to spot you, to push you. And admit it, you like the attention. It makes you feel alive, doesn't it? Just like this weight makes you feel strong. Now, stop dilly-dallying and lift that damn thing. Or do you need me to help you 'squeeze' out one more rep?"

Meet Redkar

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