I pause to pay special attention to the sensitive head, sucking at it while his eyes bore into me. With a grunt, he pushes on my head, urging me back down.
His throbbing flesh tastes fucking fantastic, just like I knew it would. I don’t fight him. I let him guide me back down his shaft until he hits the back of my throat. I swallow and a litany of profanity spews from his mouth. He pushes even further and I tilt my head, opening my throat and accepting all of him.
“Fuck, Dani!”
My name on his lips, in his strangled screams, is like a prayer and I take full advantage. I swallow around his cock and pull back, reaching out and twisting my hand around the wet flesh as it exits my mouth.
I suck and glide along his length—no longer concerned with dragging things out, just frantically needing to witness his release, to finally taste all of him.
His cock swells in my mouth and I know it won’t be long.
“Babe, I’m gonna come…”
I know he’s warning me so I can pull away, but there’s no fucking way he’s coming anywhere but down my throat or in my pussy tonight. I hum around him and he tenses.
“Fuck…” His hands tighten and pull on my hair and jets of cum shoot into my mouth and down my throat while I continue to suck and jerk his cock. I swallow around him, which only seems to draw out his orgasm.
The tug on my hair and look of pure bliss on his face make my clit pulse and the desire to reach between my legs and touch myself is powerful, but I resist.
I would much rather have him there.
And, knowing Savage, he’s going to repay this favor in my favorite way—with that gloriously talented mouth of his.
When his cock finally stops pulsing, I swallow what’s left in my mouth and slowly lick his over-sensitized flesh to get every last drop left there. He shudders and grabs my shoulders, jerking me up until I am face to face with him.
His glassy gaze is precisely what I’ve longed to see, what I’ve longed to be the cause of.
“Jesus, Dani. That was…” He shakes his head and a grin spreads across his face. “That was fucking incredible.”
I return the grin and lean in to kiss him, stopping a hairsbreadth from his lips. “Good. That was the intention.”
Our mouths collide. When he slips his tongue along my lips, I open to permit him entry into my mouth and I know he can taste his release there. It doesn’t stop him and I grind down against his semi-hard cock.
He breaks away and licks his lips, cupping my face between his hands. “Time for me to return the favor.”
“Tell me again why we’re up at the ass crack of dawn on a Saturday to go to the gym?”
Shoot me now.
I put the car in park and look over at Nora. She’s always so fucking nosy. “Because, I need to get in a better habit of going.”
“Yeah, but why so early? You never get up early.”
I’m not going to tell her the real reason. Nora made it very clear she doesn’t want to know about my relationship with Savage and I respect her desire to stay out of it. But I needed someone to come with me, to make my stalking look less obvious. Having a plausible excuse to be here when I know Savage will be here is essential to me maintaining my cool, calm, I’m-in-control appearance when, in truth, I’m absolutely crazy for this man.
In the weeks since the baseball game, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about how the accident changed Savage’s life. I didn’t know him before, and I realized I haven’t even bothered to try to find out more about what he does outside of spending his time with me.
From what I’ve discerned, he was a pretty good athlete before the accident. I know he played baseball as a child and in high school and continued to box, despite his mother’s concern. The way he handled himself when the fight erupted at the club a couple weeks ago was clear evidence of his continued athleticism and that got me curious.
After spending last night with Nora, I remembered he would be here this morning for his usual basketball game. Curiosity won out. Nora doesn’t need to know we are really here so I can see him on the court and see if him playing is as hot as I think it will be.
“Because, if we are here early, the gym isn’t as crowded and we can get through our workouts without being gawked at and annoyed.”
Sounds plausible.
She rolls her eyes and huffs before throwing her door open and grabbing her gym bag from the back. Savage’s car is a few spots down from us, but I doubt Nora notices it. She’s probably used to seeing Gabe’s car at the club instead of Savage driving, but I know Gabe’s out of town this weekend and Savage is riding solo.
I follow her into the building and look around. There’s no one at the front desk and, luckily, the place is basically deserted. Of the few people lingering around, no one even looks at us. I hadn’t really thought this out. I’m not even a member of this gym. I guess I figured I would ask for a trial membership or something when I got here. This saves me the trouble.