“I’m sorry,” he says gently.
I smile at the genuine look on his face. There’s something about the way he looks right now that is extremely beautiful and real. “It’s okay. I’ve been pretty good at being strong and I don’t plan to stop anytime soon.”
“I can see that and feel that about you and I like it. A strong woman is what I need and want in my life.”
I feel myself blush and suddenly, I’m feeling playful, remembering our little joke from when we first met. “Is that why you continue to stalk me? Can’t get enough of me, huh?”
His eyes lock with mine, before he grabs my face and runs his thumbs over my lips. “You’re so fucking beautiful right now. I know you don’t know me, but I have a feeling that I want you to.”
Leaning in, he pulls my bottom lip into his mouth, before releasing it and breathing against my lips. “I may be acting tame as fuck around you, but truthfully, being around you makes me feel wild as hell and all I can think about is tasting every inch of you.” He runs his tongue over his bottom lip. “Don’t let my need to respect you make you believe that I don’t want to fuck you so hard that you’ll feel me for weeks. If you were any other girl, you would’ve been naked in the first ten minutes. That’s the truth.”
“Stop talking,” I demand.
He’s making me fucking wild inside. Something inside tells me that I should run, while the other part wants to jump on him and take him for a ride.
Jumping down from the rock, I take a few steps back, watching him as he watches me with those damn eyes that I can’t get enough of.
He looks so calm and cool, watching me with a confidence that is extremely sexy to me. Even though his words shouldn’t work on me, and turn me on, they have . . . completely.
Standing up, he silently jumps down from the rock and walks toward me, stripping his jacket from my shoulders and watching me breathe as the jacket hits the ground.
Before I can even consider what he’s about to do, his lips are on mine and my legs are wrapped around his strong waist, his hands firmly gripping my ass.
His lips capture mine, completely, his lips owning me and making me forget everything around me. I don’t even notice that we’re walking toward the water, until we’re waist deep and the cold water is creeping up my stomach, chilling me.
I grip onto him and raise my body higher to escape the water. “Why are we in the water? It’s freezing!”
He presses his body into me, making it aware that he’s completely hard. “Trying to make this erection go down, before I give in and fuck you like I want to.”
“Oh . . .” I swallow and then let out a moan as he presses his erection into me again. “God, that feels so good. Don’t do that. Please . . .”
He smiles against my lips and grinds his hips into me again, making me moan from the sensitivity. “Just because I’m trying to hold back from fucking you, doesn’t mean I don’t want to make you come.”
Wrapping his hand in my hair, he tugs and digs his hips into me, while walking us over to the ground and laying me down, so that we’re out of the water.
A small breath escapes me as he positions himself between my legs and reaches between our bodies to undo my jeans.
“Styx,” I breathe.
“Don’t worry,” he says thickly. “I already said I’m not going to fuck you.”
I lean my head into the ground as he slips his fingers into my underwear and runs his fingers through my slickness, making me even wetter.
“Fuck me . . . Meadow. You’re so fucking wet for me.”
I moan and nod my head as he slips a finger inside and slowly begins pumping in and out.
“Oh my god . . .” I moan and thrust my hips as he picks up speed and leans in to run the tip of his tongue over my lips.
The way he’s working my pussy is more like a massage and he knows exactly what he needs to do to get me off.
He’s not moving too fast and rough like most guys that selfishly try to get you off so they can just get the job done. No . . . he’s working my pussy and owning it as if it’s his only care and he’s not stopping until my body is in full ecstasy.
Listening to his heavy breathing above me as he gets me off, has me craving to return the favor. So I rub his cock through his jeans, making him growl out and reach to undo his button with his free hand.
He moves his jeans and briefs down his waist, giving me just enough room to pull his erection out.
It feels so full and heavy in my hand, my fingers unable to reach fully around it as I stroke his length.
“Shit . . .” he moans. “This was supposed to be about getting you off. I was trying not to be selfish with you.”
I wrap my arm around his neck and pull him down to press my lips against his. He moans into my mouth as I squeeze his cock, holding on for dear life as I come undone with his fingers inside me.
My moans escape once he releases my mouth.
“Oh . . . fuck . . . holy shit!”
Smiling down at me, he slips his fingers out and sucks them into his mouth. “You taste as sweet as you fucking look.”
Every word that leaves his mouth only has my body craving for him even more, wanting to do very dirty things with him.
He roughly bites my bottom lip, before releasing it and kissing my neck. “Let’s get you in my jacket and in my arms. It’s cold.”
I shake my head and grab his hips as he stands up and reaches his hand out. I shake my head, refusing it. “You haven’t gotten off yet.”
Looking down at me, he wraps both hands into the back of my hair and watches me as I slowly swirl my tongue around the head of his dick.
I do this a few more times, causing him to moan out and pull at my hair. “I need you to stop,” he growls out, while stopping me from taking him in my mouth. “Stop, Meadow.”
Confused, I look up at him as he grabs my hands to help me up. “What’s wrong?”
Pulling me against him, he gently yanks my head to the side and presses his lips below my ear. “Because your mouth on me is making it fucking impossible to not rip that sexy little thong off and bury myself deep inside your tight little pussy. I only have so much restraint.”
I watch him as he pulls his jeans back up and buttons them. “Should we go?” I ask as I fix myself.
He shakes his head and picks his jacket back up, draping it over my shoulders to warm me. “Not yet. Come on.”
We end up back on the rock in the same position as we were before.
His arms wrapped around me.
Me between his thick thighs.
No words are exchanged.
We just sit here.
Both lost in thought.
Everything else in the world forgotten for the moment as we sit here with wet clothes and shoes, staring up at the sky.
Just two broken people enjoying each other’s comfort for a short time.
I have a feeling I can get used to this . . .
Styx
SHE’S FALLEN ALSEEP IN MY arms, but I refuse to move and wake her up. I haven’t moved a muscle in over twenty minutes now, not wanting to disturb her peace.
A hard working woman deserves every moment of sleep and comfort she can manage to get and I’ll give her every second of it tonight.
Once she’s ready to go, then I’ll get my sleep. But until then . . .
I close my eyes and breathe in the peacefulness of the night air. Being here with Meadow in my arms will probably become one of my favorite memories of this place.
I’ve had lots of memories here, but all alone. There hasn’t been one woman before Meadow, that I’ve wanted to bring out here and enjoy this spot with.
My arms loosen around her, when she stirs in my arms and whispers something.
I stay quiet, unsure if she’s just talking in her sleep or if she’s just woken up.
“Crap, I’m sorry,” she speaks up louder this time, before turning in my arms. “I’m more tired than I thought, I guess.”
“No worries.”
I hop off the rock and pick her up, helping her down to her feet. “Let me get you home.”
I grab her hand and guide her back to my motorcycle, before slipping my helmet back on her head and hopping on.
She holds on tightly, resting her head against my back the whole ride back to the hospital.
Once I pull up behind her truck, I help her off my motorcycle and grab her hand as she’s about to walk away.
She gets ready to say goodnight, but I cut her off by pressing my lips against her, causing her to moan into my mouth and reach out to grip my hair.
“Holy shit,” she whispers when I pull away. “Goodnight, Styx.”
“I’ll follow you home to make sure you get there safely. It’s late.”
She shakes her head and slides my helmet over my head with a cute little smile that makes me want to bite her lips. “I’ll be fine. I’m house sitting for Mandy and she only lives like three minutes from here.”
“I’ll follow anyway,” I argue. “I don’t give up so easily so don’t try.”
“Alright. Well thank you.” She backs away, keeping her eyes on me, until she’s hopping into her truck.
This woman has a lot to learn about me if she thinks I won’t protect her any chance that I get . . .
Styx
I’M STILL SURPRISED AS HELL with the restraint I showed with Meadow last week. It took everything in me to make myself stop her from sucking my cock and to not fuck her on the spot.
With any other woman, I would’ve had her screaming my name within the first ten minutes of being alone.
There’s just something about Meadow that makes me want to be different with her. I’ve never had this feeling before, so I’m going to do everything I can to not fuck it up for as long as I can.
Now that I’m back to my long nights at the club, I haven’t run into Meadow at the gym. We always seem to miss each other, and no matter how hard I’ve tried to get here so that I don’t miss her, there’s always someone at the club on my nuts, trying to hold me up.
Last night, I missed Meadow by five minutes. Five fucking minutes and it pisses me off.
I’ve been checking her log for the last week and she always seems to show up around twelve-thirty and leaves just before two.
Last week had been a late week for all of us at the club, but I’m making sure that I get my ass out of there early tonight. I don’t care what it takes.
Logging onto the gym’s membership info, I look up Meadow’s information for what seems like the hundredth time in the last five days since I’ve seen her.
Her phone number is staring back at me, tempting me to add it to my phone so that I can reach her whenever I want.
I don’t usually do this with women or members of the gym, due to their privacy, but the more I look at her number, the more I decide to say fuck the rules.
“Put your dick away and let’s go,” Kash says from the doorway. “Cale called and said he needs us to hurry because Stone is getting more than his ass can handle. Hemy is there and about ready to take our fucking cash if we don’t get there in ten.”
I look away from the computer and stare his sweaty ass down. “So let him take my spot. Tell Cale I’ll be there in an hour. I have something to do first.”
Kash looks stressed as hell at the idea of telling Cale that I’m not coming in early. He grips the doorframe and huffs. “Just hurry the hell up. We might even need Hemy to stay after you get there.”
“I’ll be there.” I write down the info I need and stand up, shoving the paper into my pocket. “You fuckers will be fine until I get there. Pull Kage onto the stage if you need to. He’s been dying to dry hump the floor.”
Kash just nods his head and takes off, running out the door, in a hurry to get to the club. He never wastes an opportunity to make money, especially when it involves women on his dick.
Grabbing my things, I lock the office door behind me and quickly walk through the gym, making sure not to even look in the direction of any of the women here.
Every time I do, they expect me to take them back to my office and fuck them. It was fun in the beginning, but I’m over it. It was just something to pass the time and forget my worries for a while.
There would’ve never been anything more with any of them. Most of them came from Walk Of Shame and got memberships here, after they found out that I ran my uncle’s gym on the side.
I’ve seen every single one of them all over Stone’s and Kash’s dicks as well as mine. I’m tired of women that will jump on the opportunity of taking any one of us to bed that shows them attention first.
I want a woman that is just about me and not all over my ass because of my occupation or because they see me as a hot fuck to brag about.
That’s exactly why I’m headed where I am right now. I’ve waited to see Meadow show up at the club just for fun, but she hasn’t. Which just proves that she was only there to find me to begin with.
If she was there for the entertainment, then she would’ve been back by now. I know . . . because the women I’m used to are always back the next fucking day. Once they come to the club, they become addicted to watching us and wanting us.
Pulling my motorcycle up to the address on Meadow’s profile, I kill the engine and get off my bike.
My heart fucking goes crazy at the sight of Meadow standing on the porch, watching me, when I look up.
Her little tank top has my dick twitching as I take in her tits and tattoos.
She smiles big as I walk toward her, looking just as happy to see me as I am her. “I knew I should’ve put a fake address on that form,” she teases. “Especially after seeing you that first night at the gym.”
When I reach her, I cup her face and back her up against the door. “I would’ve found you anyway.” Gripping her waist, I press my lips against hers, not being as gentle as the last time. I want her and I’m tired of holding back. “Trust me. When I want something as badly as I want you, I don’t give up easily.”
She pulls her bottom lip into her mouth as if my kiss hurt her. “Good,” she whispers. “I’m tired of quitters. And men that give up because they find a new toy to play with. With all the toys you have around . . .” she looks up to meet my eyes. “I’m surprised you haven’t already.”
Her words anger me and something inside of me snaps. She thinks that she’s just a fucking toy for me. She has no idea just how fucked up she’s had me since day one. She’s barely left my mind for longer than ten minutes. That’s exactly why I’m here now. I’ve never gone to a woman’s house because I needed to be with them as desperately as I do right now.
I grip her legs and pull them around my waist, pressing my erection against her pussy. “You really have no idea just how much I want you. If I didn’t, then I wouldn’t have waited until now to do what I’m about to do.”
She grips the back of my hair and brushes her lips over mine. “And what is that?”
I smile against her lips. “Fuck you.” I push the door open and begin carrying her through the house, until I find her bed. “Then I’m going to the club with you all over me because you’re not just some play toy for me, dammit.”
Tired of holding back, I toss her on the bed and rip her jeans down her legs, and then her panties, before flipping her over and slapping her ass, hard.
I wrap my fingers into the back of her long hair and pull as my other hand reaches around to grip her neck. I can feel myself breathing heavily against her ear. “I want you.” I press my cock against her ass and then pull her up so that she can feel my heart racing against her back. “Can you feel how much?”
She nods her head and grips the blanket. “I want you too. Really fucking bad. I’m usually never like this with men. The way you have me thinking about you at all times.”
With one hand, I push my jeans down my hips and pull out my cock, before slipping a condom on and taking in the sight of her beautiful ass and pussy.
“Damn, Meadow. That only turns me on more.”
My need to
be rough takes over and I feel myself losing control. I growl and push her head down into the mattress, before slapping her ass again and biting it.
She moans out as my tongue slides up her pussy, slowly and teasingly, before I stop and pull away. “Are you sure?”
“Yes,” she breathes.
I spread her cheeks, my tongue working her pussy slowly at first, before I speed up and then dip my tongue inside of her.
She arches her back and moans out loudly as I slide my tongue in further, fucking her hard and deep with it, until I feel her shaking in my arms, close to losing it.
I lose all self-control, reaching around to grip her neck, hard, pulling her up flat against my chest. My hand squeezes, but I make sure to be gentle enough to let her know that I would never hurt her.
“Holy fuck . . .” I breathe. “I’ll try not to be too rough, but I’m not sure that I can be gentle right now.”
“Don’t be.” She grips the sheet and runs her tongue up my arm, before biting it. “Who says I like it gentle?”
“Fuck! I won’t be then.”
Sliding the tip of my dick across her entrance, I line it up just perfectly and then ease it in, before pulling out and slamming into her so hard that she bites down on my arm and screams.
She feels so good wrapped around my cock. I knew that she would, and not just physically. This is so much more to me right now.
Both of my arms wrap around her body, pulling her as closely as possible as I thrust into her repeatedly, wanting to show her just how much she gets to me.
She gets to me unlike any other woman ever has and I’m going to do everything to show her that.
I won’t be stopping after tonight. She’s not just a play toy for me. Fuck that shit.
“Oh fuuuuck!” I yell out, while picking her up and carrying her out of bed and over to the wall.
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