King pushes me deeper, moves his tongue faster, sucks, licks, and torments harder, and just when his fingers push deeper inside of me, I come hard, shattering around his tongue as my pussy violently convulses. He doesn’t ease up until my body finally stops shaking, and just as I wanted, he releases his hold on my legs and reaches for me. “You have the sweetest pussy I’ve ever tasted,” he murmurs before bringing his lips down over mine.
King’s tongue pushes inside of my mouth and I instantly taste myself, groaning with pleasure. He’s right, just as Cruz was the other day. I am sweet.
I curl my legs around King, holding him to me as he grinds his cock against my pussy. “You held up your end of the bargain,” I whisper as he pulls back, dropping his lips to my neck.
He raises his head and I watch as his brow arches. “Yeah?” he questions, his hand roaming down my thigh and squeezing my ass. “Have you ever done it before?”
I nod. “Once.”
A grin splits across his face. “I’ll be gentle.”
“Really now?” I tease. “And here I was thinking that you weren’t capable of being gentle.”
King laughs as he pulls back off me. His hands fall to my waist and he lifts me off the table, keeping me in his arms. I curl my legs around him as he walks back across the gym to the sparring mats. As he stops, I uncurl my legs and drop back to my feet. “Where do you want me?”
He spins me around until my back is glued to his wide chest. “Hands and knees,” he grumbles, his voice thick with desire as his breath tickles my neck. I bite down on my lip, the anticipation almost too much to bear.
I drop to my knees in front of him and slowly lean forward onto my hands, but it’s not enough. I want to give him everything, I want him to see me as the sexiest woman he’s ever laid his eyes on. Looking back over my shoulder, I drop to my elbows and then lower myself to my chest, my ass high in the air with my legs wide, offering him absolutely everything I’ve got.
King groans, and I watch as his loose training pants are pushed down, freeing his large, thick cock.
My mouth waters.
King drops down behind me, one hand on his dick, the other slowly trailing over my back, teasing me with what’s to come. “Are you sure about this?” he murmurs, his deep voice drenching my pussy all over again.
I wave my ass in the air, letting him know just how down I am as the anticipation builds inside of me. “Try and stop me.”
A cocky smirk crosses his handsome face and I groan as his fingers trail down over my hole and between my legs. He circles my clit and I suck in a breath before he mixes his fingers in my wetness and begins to spread it around.
I can’t help but watch as his hand roams up and down his firm cock, only getting myself more excited as he prepares my body. Then finally, he adjusts himself between my legs and I groan as the tip of his cock teases my opening, his precum mixing with my wetness.
“Fuck,” I whisper, feeling a slight pressure as he begins to push into me, the pressure slowly turning into a welcomed, thrilling burn.
“You okay?” he asks, his voice deep with pleasure.
“More.”
His hands fall to my ass, squeezing each cheek as he pushes deeper inside. “Holy fuck,” I moan, slipping my hand between my legs and gently massaging my clit, needing just a second to get used to his size.
I take a few slow breaths before nodding. “Okay,” I tell him, letting him know it’s okay to start moving.
He doesn’t hesitate, slowly drawing back and making a deep groan pull from both of us. I press my ass back, the burn starting to ease as my pussy clenches with desire. King starts to fuck me, taking his time, keeping it slow, and allowing me to really get used to it before starting to pick up his pace. “Oh, fuck,” I pant, squishing my face into the mat as his fingers dig down into my ass cheeks, his grunts only spurring me on.
“Yo, King. What’s up Gray’s ass?” Cruz’s familiar voice says, walking into the gym and making King pause deep inside of me. I suck in a gasp, my head whipping to the door as Cruz’s head lifts, his eyes widening with shock, clearly not having expected to walk in here to find us fucking on the floor, in my ass for that matter. “Oh, fuck.”
Everything clenches and King grunts behind me as I squeeze down around his cock. I can’t help but laugh, but when hurt crosses Cruz’s face and he hastily starts to back out of the room, I can’t help myself from calling out. “Hey Cruz,” I murmur in a breathy tone, a devilish grin spreading across my face. “Stay.”