“Do you now?”
My mind drifts, thinking about all of the possibilities for tonight. Before long, Nate puts the car into park and is out and opening my door. Getting out, his dick is still hard. I smirk at his pants. Apparently, he doesn’t like that and readjusts himself before dragging me upstairs.
Unlocking the door to the gym, the cleaners are just finishing. “Hey, Jose.”
“Mr. Wilcox,” the man responds in his thick accent. “We were just finishing up.”
“Thanks. Did you get everything done that I asked for?”
“We did.” Nate shakes his hand and I stand back looking around nervously. He had the place fucking cleaned for this? This is serious.
“No need to set the alarm; I will when we leave.”
The cleaners all scurry about and then disperse from the building, as Nate heads into the office and gestures me in after him. He fiddles around on the computer, then says, “Cameras are off. Now…I’m gonna lock up and I want you naked when I get back.
I swallow watching him tear his shirt above his head before he leaves me. I look around anxiously, then remember that the gym is on the second level, so unless someone scales up the side of the building, no one is going to see us. I don’t take much time getting undressed. Just as I figure out where to stand or sit, I catch Nate staring at me. He is naked and oh so fucking hot. I clamp my legs together from the simple sight of him. He’s so sexy as he walks towards me.
“On the desk.” I look next to me, but before I can move, he lifts me onto the cool metal surface of the retro desk. I gasp from the cold chill on my thighs. “I’ve wanted to fuck you on this desk for so long. Did you know that?”
I shake my head. His eyes, so dark and serious as he sinks inside of me. “Oh, fuck,” I cry out.
“Yes, let me hear you.”
And then our night begins and he shows no mercy pounding me. My body moves with his and I give him this moment, this is about him and not me. He’s been horny all day for this and I know in order to please him I need to take a good fucking; he needs his release. Giving all that I am over to him, I don’t even think about myself, only Nate.
“Yes, fuck me hard.”
He growls looking down at me and presses one hand over my stomach. I wrap my legs tightly around his body, glowing in his presence, willing and waiting for him to let go. “Harder,” I ask.
His eyes widen as he slows a bit. “I love it when you tell me what you want, El.” He’s breathless and hot as hell.
“Good, now fuck me ’til you come inside of me.”
His stare remains intense, followed by his long thrusts. Then, his pace begins to quicken and he tilts his head back letting go and grunting with each thrust. I find pleasure in watching him come so well, knowing that this is just the beginning of what the night has in store for me.
Nate leans down and sucks each of my nipples, pulling on them. I arch into him and groan in protest when he pulls out of me. I love it when he’s inside of me.
He hands me a few tissues and waits for me to clean myself up. Then we walk out into the gym. He flips on all of the lights and asks, “Are you ready?”
“As I’ll ever be.”
He kisses my hand and we go over to the long row of treadmills. “Shoes on for this,” he reminds me. I jog to the office where I retrieve then. I can sense that his eyes are watching me. Never faltering, I make sure that I bend over to put them on with my naked ass in full view.
Strutting back towards Nate, he starts up a treadmill for me, which I hop right on and begin a brisk walk, he moves all around the machine, watching me from every angle while moving the speed up. I keep my eyes on him and his amazing cock and the way that he stares at me. He’s completely immersed in me.
He slows the machine down and I hop off. “Fuck, you’re hot. How did I get so lucky?”
“I could say the same thing.” He begins to walk off and I clear my throat. He turns towards me and I gesture that it’s his turn on the treadmill.
“For real?” he asks.
“Yup, how fast can you go?”
“As fast as you want.”
I keep the speed slow, wanting to get a good view of how his body moves. Each step moves his cock so easily. He doesn’t last long before he hits the stop button. I can tell tonight won’t be fair, but that’s okay, I’ll take what I can get of him. As the night progresses, we bounce all around the gym, from machine to machine, both of us laughing and having a good time just being free, while the space between us is filled with nothing but sexual tension.
“Sit on the ball,” I order.
He looks at the round yellow yoga ball and basically laughs at me. “No way.”
“Why?” I challenge with my hands on my hips.
“Uh, ’cause it’s dirty.”