The constant sound of male grunting and flesh hitting flesh coming from the back garden area made Myla pause the book she was reading to go take a peep outside. She walked out to edge of the balcony facing the backyard, and one hand clutched the railing for support for her knees that went weak while other quickly went up to her mouth, muffling the pleased moan that slipped through at the sight before her.

Jared and Beck were training shirtless under the mid afternoon sun, their bodies ...