Marie in her goddamned running leggings. They make me think horribly dirty things.

And she knows it. The one pair that has spider webs all over it makes me especially insane. Something about the way they hug the curves of her hips and roundness of her delicious ass.

She came out into the hall wearing those leggings, her running shoes, and a favorite tee. Her long black hair was up in a ponytail and she was doing her best to untangle earbuds.

I stared at her for a beat and felt my cock jerk. I’d woken up horny, but seeing her like that just made my brain shut down and my dick wake up.

“Hello, sexy,” I growled.

She looked up at me, smiled, laughed, and then — seeing I was serious — she raised an eyebrow in question.

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