Page 61 of Stuck On Them

He let my wrist go and I held onto the rail as I used it to help me push back, impaling myself on him with a cry. His fingers dug into my hips as I began sliding in short little pulses, adjusting to his size.

“That’s it, baby. Show me just how you like to be fucked.”

Who was I to deny him? I moved faster, sliding myself just enough away before pushing back hard. My core was aching with my building release, and I walked my knees a little wider to get him in deeper.

“Fuck, Paige. I wish you could see how my cock looks as it slides in and out of you.” He started to help me, pushing me out and pulling me back in, his hips meeting my ass in a steady rhythm.

Keeping a firm grip on me, he reached under me, finding my clit and pinching it.

“Garrett!” My orgasm was right there, peaking its glorious little head of pleasure over the edge.

“Are you going to come for me, baby?” He began to move faster, his fingers stroking me in firm, quick movements. “Are you going to let me feel you come around my cock?”

“Yes! Oh, God.” I closed my eyes as my orgasm slammed into me. “Garrett!”

He took over, his hips slamming into me over and over. “That’s it, baby. Take it all. Fuuuuuccck!”

Warmth filled me and he buried himself deep, his hips grinding into me as he filled me with his cum.

My body tingled everywhere, and my pussy burned with a satisfaction I would be feeling for hours.

Garrett stroked my lower back as he caught his breath, his hips still moving in small circles. “Paige... you’re... amazing.”

I let go of the rail I’d still been clutching onto, letting my arms hang limply. “I can hardly feel my legs.”

He finally stilled inside me but didn’t pull out. “That’s the greatest compliment you could give me.”

I giggled and squirmed a little. “I need to get up.”

“Just stay here while I get a towel.” He slowly slid out, leaving me feeling an emptiness I already wanted to fill again.

He groaned as he stood up and shuffled across the gym to a cabinet, where he pulled two towels out. His cock glistened with our releases as he walked back and knelt beside me.

“Garrett?” I rested my chin on the rail as he moved the towel between my legs and made a sound of acknowledgment. “You’re a bit wild.”

He laughed as he worked to clean me up the best he could. “I can be. I’m comfortable with you so I’m more... free. Here. Let me help you up.”

He got to his feet and held out his hand so I could sit up. My legs were not functioning properly as I stood; I could hardly lift my leg to get it over the rower. He moved me to the arm of the treadmill where I could steady myself as he gathered our clothes.

“So...” I bit my lip as Garrett held open my underwear like I was a toddler who needed help getting dressed.

“So...” A smile spread across his face as he pulled my underwear up. “You’re going to have my cum dripping out of you the rest of the afternoon.”

He held open my shorts for me the same way and I used his shoulders to steady myself. I could have probably dressed myself, but I liked him doing it for me. It made me feel cherished and I don’t think anyone had ever made me feel like that before.

“That’s a little gross, but also oddly sexy if I’m being honest.” I put my arms through my bra and turned so he could clasp it. “Thank you.”

“You don’t need to thank me for sex, Paige. If anything, I should be thanking you.” He kissed my shoulder. “Thank you.”

I laughed and turned around, wrapping my arms around his neck. “I meant for taking care of me after you fucked my brains out.”

“Oh, yeah? But I wasn’t the one who fucked your brains out. You fucked your own brains out.” He kissed me tenderly and my heart fluttered. “You’ll know whenIfuck you.”

I arched an eyebrow. “Is that so?”

“You think it’s hard to walk now...” He backed away and pulled on his light blue boxer briefs and dark blue shorts. Instead of putting his tank top on, he put it over my head, and I put my arms through the holes.

“What about a shirt for you?” I took in his torso, which was muscular but not bulky. I wouldn’t have minded staring at him for the rest of the day.