Addiction to Temptation: His Mischievous Sweetheart Captivates Him-Chapter 223: Doing Push-Ups Together

Zane, however, paid no attention to Natalie Vaughn, continuing to do push-ups. He even added a bit of flair, putting one hand behind his back, doing it one-handed.

Though he was sweating, his movements were flawless and he seemed very relaxed.

Observing up close was an even bigger sensory experience. She could see everything more clearly, including the movements of Zane’s arms and the way sweat ran down his face. She could even hear more clearly, the rhythm of his heavy breathing, and the sound of sweat dripping.

Natalie felt parched and spoke up once more.

"I want to exercise too."

She reached for Zane’s hand that was behind his back, feeling sweat and hormones; she felt the strong, powerful pulse.

Zane finally stopped, sitting on the ground with one knee raised, his hand resting on that knee. He raised a brow and looked at Natalie, asking,

"How do you want to exercise?"

His hair was damp with sweat, covering his eyes. He casually pushed it back, leaving only a few strands clinging to his forehead.

With a raised brow, he exuded mischief.

Natalie’s heart raced.

"Exercise with you."

Zane suddenly laughed, his deep black eyes full of mirth.

"Weren’t you the one who said no exercise for the next couple of days?"

Natalie blushed slightly. She hadn’t been thinking about that, but since Zane mentioned it, she thought it might not be a problem. Pain or soreness, it felt the best after all.

Besides, that little bit of pain... *cough cough*, she figured she could handle it.

Of course, Natalie couldn’t outright say she wanted to do it with Zane. That kind of thing, she couldn’t be the one to initiate. Mainly because if she did, Zane would definitely play tricks, and... Zane would get even more worked up.

"What are you thinking? I meant doing push-ups with you."

Zane’s brows moved slightly, as if he suddenly understood.

"Turns out it was just my imagination?"

He laughed again and locked eyes with Natalie, subtly curling his lips, speaking one word at a time.

"I thought you were giving me a hint, darling."

Natalie: ...

Zane suddenly turned his head to the side to glance, then gestured for Natalie to lie on the ground.

Natalie: ?????

"Aren’t we supposed to do push-ups together?"

Natalie: ...

Wait, wait, wait, why lie down on the floor to do push-ups together? Isn’t that awkward? It makes the push-ups seem like... making love.

"Why don’t I sit on you instead?"

Zane’s eyes widened a bit, nodding. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

"Oh, so that’s what you want, to be on top, darling."

Natalie: ...

She reasonably suspected Zane was driving, and she had the evidence.

Seeing Natalie’s expression, Zane laughed with delight, his shoulders shaking slightly as he adjusted his stance.

"Alright, darling, if you want to be on top, you can be on top."

Natalie: ...

"What are you waiting for? Get on."

Natalie: ...

For now, she would play the role of a less confident person. But really, why should she lack confidence in front of Zane’s tantalizing body?

Seize the opportunity, seize the moment, and indulge!

Natalie deftly sat on Zane’s waist, her hands clinging to his shoulders.

"Are you steady?"

"Steady."

Then Zane began. Having Natalie on his back didn’t seem to make a difference to Zane, his movements were just as precise and relaxed.

He could even free one hand to stabilize Natalie when she got distracted.

Natalie was startled by the warmth emanating from him. In the dry winter, it was exceptionally comforting. Natalie had rather good balance, but sitting on Zane’s waist like this, she felt a bit uneasy.

As if she could be accidentally thrown into the air.

So Natalie leaned down, her head resting on his shoulder, and yet Zane’s movements weren’t affected.

Zane chuckled.

"Is this your idea of working out with me?"

Natalie even closed her eyes.

"Doesn’t this count?"

She’s been lazy these days, not wanting to move at all. Maybe it was retaliatory laziness post-filming. After flying around in the air for so long, what’s wrong with a few lazy days?

Zane said no more, continuing to do push-ups with Natalie on his back.

He did several sets until Natalie, lying on him, began to feel a bit sleepy before stopping.

Zane was completely drenched, and being pressed against him, so was Natalie.

The man lifted Natalie with one hand, removing his shirt with the other. His muscles, dampened with sweat, looked even more enticing, and Natalie suddenly felt very awake.

Zane noticed and gave her a smile, then carried her directly to the bathroom.

This wasn’t their first time taking a bath together, and Natalie wasn’t shy. Instead, she reached out to feel Zane’s abs.

While doing so, she couldn’t help but comment.

"You’ve got great muscles."

Not only did they look good, they felt top-notch to the touch.

Zane grabbed Natalie’s hand, giving a meaningful smile. His hand, with just a hint of intent, found its way to Natalie’s waist, where she sported a well-defined abs line.

Her body fat percentage was naturally low, and despite not exercising much during these two months of filming, the abs line remained.

Amid the swirling steam, Natalie squinted her eyes.

She had already been so caught up in Zane’s advances that she leaned in to kiss him, even biting his Adam’s apple.

He grunted lowly, and just when Natalie thought things were naturally progressing and Zane wouldn’t be able to resist, he suddenly got up, lifted her, wrapped her in a towel, and carried her back to the bedroom, tossing her onto the bed.

"Sleep."

Natalie: ...

Natalie: ?????

At this stage, what did he say? Sleep?

Natalie moved slightly, trying to snuggle closer to Zane, but he wrapped her snugly in the quilt.

Natalie: ...

Furious! That infuriating man! To stop at this point!

Zane held Natalie, quilt and all, closing his eyes with a slight smile.

"Weren’t you tired? Then sleep."

What tired? After all that teasing, how could she sleep? She was all fired up! Wasn’t he going to put it out?

Natalie kicked Zane through the blanket.

"Hey!"

Zane remained unmoved.

"Are you really planning to sleep?"

He responded with a grunt.

Natalie kicked him again.

"You’re just going to sleep like that?"

"Zane, you jerk!"

"Did you do it on purpose?"

"Don’t hug me!"

No matter how hard she tried, Natalie couldn’t break free from Zane’s embrace. The quilt trapped her, limbs immobilized.

In the end, after struggling for a bit, she only managed to tire herself out.

Breathless, Natalie lay there, glaring at Zane with his eyes shut, getting more annoyed the more she looked, before leaning over to bite his cheek.

The man finally opened his eyes.

"Baby, stop fooling around."

Natalie: ?????

Fooling around? Whose fault was it really? Clearly, he was the one doing all the teasing. How could she be blamed?

"Are you really going to sleep?"

Zane smirked, nodding.

"Yeah, just this bit of exercise has worn me out. I must be getting old."

Natalie: ...