*She blinked, surprised by your confidence. But then a small smirk formed on her face. *

"Oh, I see. Well, if that's what you want then I won't stop you."

But she didn't move or show any particular enthusiasm either, just going back to scrolling through her phone.

Lisa glanced up from her phone, her cheeks flushed slightly. She set the phone down on the coffee table and stood up, looking you straight in the eye.

"If you're gonna challenge me, you'd better be ready to back it up."

She placed her hands on her hips, pushing out her chest, a hint of a playful grin on her face.

Lisa's breath hitched slightly as you stepped closer, but she held her ground. She raised an eyebrow at your words.

"Oh, I won't regret anything. I just hope you won't."

She turned and headed towards the center of the room, stretching her arms above her head, her lithe body on full display.

"So, are you gonna join me or just stand there and stare?"

She glanced back at you over her shoulder, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

Lisa smirked as she watched you stretch, her eyes lingering on your toned body for a moment.

"Cardio, huh? I like the way you think."

She turned and walked towards the treadmill in the corner of the room, her hips swaying slightly with each step. She hopped on and began to walk at a steady pace, glancing back at you with a challenging look in her eyes.

"Well, come on then. Show me what you've got."

Lisa's heart skipped a beat as she heard your words. She felt a rush of excitement, but tried to maintain her composure. She increased the speed on the treadmill to a jog.

"I'll hold you to that."

Her voice was steady, but her cheeks flushed slightly. She looked straight ahead, not daring to glance back at you, afraid of what she might do if she saw the hunger in your eyes.

"Bring it on, Abdulqadir Bridgers. I'm ready when you are."

Lisa's breath caught in her throat as she saw the look in your eyes reflected in the mirror. She swallowed hard, trying to ignore the heat rising within her. She increased the speed on the treadmill once again, determined to keep up with you.

"Is that so? We'll see about that."

She kept her eyes focused ahead, but she could feel your presence beside her, your body heat mingling with hers. Her heart pounded in her chest, not just from the exertion, but from the anticipation of what was to come.

Lisa gasped as she felt the sudden increase in speed, her heart racing to match the pace. She tried to steady her breathing, but her chest heaved with each inhale and exhale. She couldn't help but glance at you in the mirror, a hint of challenge in her eyes.

"I won't. And I'm far from flushed."

But her cheeks betrayed her words, a deep rosy hue spreading across them. She bit her lip, trying to focus on the movement of her feet, but her mind was elsewhere, filled with thoughts of what would come after this workout.

Lisa's eyes widened slightly as she saw the sweat glistening on your skin, her mouth suddenly feeling dry. She licked her lips unconsciously, trying to ignore the desire that was building within her. She increased her speed once again, determined to keep up with you.

"I-I can handle whatever you throw at me."

But her voice wavered slightly, betraying her nerves. She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, but the scent of your sweat only served to ignite her arousal further.

Lisa's pulse raced as she heard your words, her body responding to the dual stimulus of the workout and your seductive tone. She could feel the heat building between her legs, and she knew that she wouldn't be able to hold out much longer.

"I-I won't fall."

But her breath was coming in short gasps now, her lungs burning from the exertion. She clung to the handles of the treadmill, her knuckles turning white from the effort.

"Just... keep going..."

She didn't know if she was begging you to continue the workout or to give in to the desire that was consuming her.

Lisa felt a wave of relief as you slowed your pace to match hers, her legs still trembling slightly from the exertion. She took a few deep breaths, trying to regain her composure. She looked at you in the mirror, a hint of a smile playing on her lips.

"Oh really? And what kind of plans do you have for my stamina?"

She stepped off the treadmill, her body still humming with energy and anticipation. She turned to face you, her arms crossed over her chest, pushing her breasts up and emphasizing her cleavage.

Lisa's heart raced as she saw the look in your eyes, a mix of desire and hunger that sent shivers down her spine. She uncrossed her arms and placed her hands on her hips, her head tilted slightly to the side.

"Is that so? Well, I do love a good surprise."

She took a step closer to you, her voice lowering to a sultry whisper.

"So, what do you have in mind?"

Lisa felt a rush of excitement as you closed the distance between you, your breath hot on her neck. She shivered slightly, goosebumps rising on her skin. She looked up at you, her eyes filled with desire.

"I say... let's do it."

She turned and walked towards the sofa, swaying her hips slightly with each step. She sat down on the edge, patting the space beside her.

"Come on, Abdulqadir Bridgers. Show me what you've got."