Page 67 of It's Complicated

He flicked his gaze up, a sexy smirk tilting one corner of his mouth. Silently, he tugged on my towel, pulling the hasty tuck job I’d done apart.

I grabbed the ends before it could fall on the floor, holding them at my hips, my cock on full display and only inches from his face.

Gripping my length in one hand, he held my cock and licked a stripe up the underside of it. “Mmmm. You taste good all sweaty.”

I had to bite the inside of my cheek so I didn’t shove my dick into his mouth and beg him to get on with it.

He gave me another long lick, then slowly circled his tongue around my cockhead, tracing it over the ridges.

“Jamie,” I gasped, gripping the towel edges so tight my knuckles ached.

I wanted to touch him, to have that extra little connection with him, but this was his show. He’d started it, so I was going to let it play out the way he wanted.

Plus, I really didn’t want to let my towel touch the floor, not in a public gym.

Jamie let out another low moan and drew my dick into his mouth, taking half of me on the first pass.

I flicked my gaze at the window in the door, making sure we weren’t about to be interrupted.

Jamie took his sweet time moving over me, sucking me down inch by inch, then releasing me in an agonizingly slow glide.

“Tease,” I mumbled, my chest already heaving and my body tight.

The air in the sauna was stifling, the steam heavy and giving everything a bit of a haze. But that wasn’t the reason I was having trouble catching my breath.

That was all Jamie.

He flipped his eyes open and looked up at me, his expression blissful, like he wanted nothing more than to be doing this for me.

Pressing my ass against the wall, I tucked the edge of my towel behind the small of my back to keep it safe. When it was secure, I ran the backs of my fingers over his cheek.

Jamie’s eyes fluttered closed at the move, and he started moving over me faster, falling into the perfect rhythm.

My body tightened, and my stomach clenched as pleasure moved through me, snaking out and filling every part of me with overwhelming desire.

I slid my fingers through his soft hair, my eyes glued to his face as he pleasured me.

Every bob of his head and glide of his mouth was incredible, and I didn’t fight it as he brought me higher and higher, pushing me closer to my release with each passing second.

“Jamie,” I whispered, my legs shaking from the effort of keeping still. I was so close I could feel my orgasm creeping up on me, slicing closer until it was right there under the surface, too intense to deny or ignore.

He must have sensed I was close and doubled his efforts, rolling his tongue against my shaft and using his hand to play with my balls.

That was too much, and I came with a muffled cry, biting my lip to stop myself from shouting and letting anyone who might be around know what we were up to.

Jamie stayed with me, swallowing me down and working me through my orgasm until I was a shaking, blubbering mess.

He let my dick fall from his mouth and stood, kissing me deep and holding me up while I recovered.

“Good?” he asked with a teasing grin when I could string two thoughts together.

“Uh huh,” I kind of grunted, still too spent to be eloquent.

He pulled the end of my towel free from behind me and wrapped it around my waist again, tucking it in place with a satisfied grin. “That was even better than I thought it would be.”

“My turn,” I sort of gasped at him. “Switch with me.”

“You sure you can manage?” He arched his eyebrow.

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