Ken’s tall, athletic frame gleamed–his gray sports bra soaked, clinging to the full swell of his breasts, black compression shorts tight against his wide hips, highlighting toned thighs and the faint ripple of his abs. He tightened his legs around her waist,Beautiful Body the nude pantyhose slick with sweat and the growing heat between his thighs. “Admit it. Maybe if you didn’t flaunt it all the time–”

“Flaunt it?” Linda’s voice rose, incredulous.