Asia And Asia: A Black Woman Asian Man Romance Read Free

muscle.
    They all need to take a lesson in how to stop hating on other people.
    They really did. Because everywhere Antonio went, he attracted attention. And going into the gym, he was pretty much the only beast there. Lifting nearly four-hundred pounds on a squat, and managing curls that made eyes bulge out of their sockets, well, it made people lust after him. Want to be him. Hate him.
    Antonio was in the squat rack when he bent down low and saw in the mirror…
    Her!
    Yes, it was definitely her. And she was so distracting, that he nearly toppled over. She grinned at him, surely recognizing him from somewhere.
    After he got back up, putting the weights where they had to go, he strolled over to her, greeting her.
    “I know who you are,” she said, “you’re my TA.” Her hand stuck out fast, and she shook it with strength.
    Has a lot of confidence. That’s really sexy .
    Antonio had met so many women who had limp handshakes. They were the types who seemed to depend strongly on another man for everything. But this girl…
    “What’s your name?”
    “Jasmine,” she said, pulling aside her headband. She bundled up everything in a tight braid around her scalp, and was wearing a fashionable scarf over her headband. “My name is Jasmine. And yours is Antonio, right? I recognize you so well.”
    “Thanks,” Antonio said. “I don’t get that a lot.”
    Jasmine giggled. Her body language seemed to say, you don’t get that a lot because everyone is too intimidated. She held her hand close to her mouth, smiling now.
    “Do you come here often?” She said. “I’m actually new here. Trying to get my workout on. Look, see? I have muscles growing!”
    She flexed her arm. She had a beautiful, curvy figure, and deep ebony skin. Antonio wanted to get closer to her, touch her immediately, make her his, but of course, he couldn’t do that in public. Especially not to someone he just met.
    “Yeah,” he said, “you’re definitely toning on up. I like it. How come you don’t come here more often?”
    “Oh, I usually exercise back out at my parents place. It’s nothing special. Just a nice small gym for ourselves.”
    “That’s cool. Well, I guess I should go back to my workout now. When yours is done, how about we go and grab something to eat? Dinner? Are you going to be here much longer? Leaving early?”
    Jasmine giggled. She shook her head, her beautiful hair swaying from side to side. “No, I’m going to be here for a little bit more. Maybe about thirty minutes? So not too long, but not too short either.”
    “That’s about the time that I have left too. I’ll wait around for you when I’m finished outside. I just have to shower and stuff, all right?”
    Jasmine said okay, and Antonio went to the squat rack again, finishing up his workout. Some of the other guys were angry that he was taking so long— you weren’t exactly supposed to go chatting to cute girls in the middle of the session— but no matter, some of them were approving of his little debauchery.
    She’s definitely one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever seen. Has all of the right curves in all of the right places. And definitely can do a mean squat. Look at her go…
    Antonio stared at her, making sure to flex his muscles whenever he bent low. He wanted to give her the best gun show she could possibly ever witness. Whenever he bent down to the ground, all of his calve muscles and biceps were fully pushing out of his shirt and pants. And no matter what, he made sure to stick out his ass a little bit. He had heard that some girls really enjoyed the guy with a huge ass.
    He finished up quickly, going over to her and telling her about his shower. “Just a moment,” he said. She nodded again, and Antonio got into washing himself down fast. He rubbed himself, head to toe, making sure to clean up every inch of him. Then he got back on out, throwing on another good T-shirt, another pair of casual jeans.
    She was waiting for him right outside, her