Page 202 of Fearless

“Shit, Julian.” She gasps as I suck on her clit, my favorite taste in the world flooding my mouth.

I could happily do this for the rest of the day.

“Julian,” she warns after another couple of minutes, her legs once again trembling for all the right reasons. “Oh shit. Fuck. Yes,” she chants as her release surges forward.

Precum leaks from my dick, soaking my boxers as my desperation to push inside her gets the better of me.

I wanted to take her in the living room earlier, but I was achingly aware that Daisy could have come running in at any moment.

Which means no more random middle of the day fuck fests.

Well, unless you count locking yourselves in the gym to get dirty.

As she loses control and screams out her release, I awkwardly shove my shorts down and free my dick.

“Such a good girl,” I muse as she comes down from her high. “Now get back here and sit on my cock.”

She whimpers as I help her stand again with my hands on her hips.

“Julian.” She gasps as she takes my tip.

Her legs tremble, her grip on my knees bordering on painful.

“I’ve got you, baby. I won’t let you fall. Sink down on my dick, Dove. Let me feel your pussy swallowing me whole.”

“Oh my God.” She moans as she lets me take control of her weight and she takes me until she’s sitting right on my lap.

“Yesss,” I hiss, rocking forward on the seat. “This is the kind of workout I was talking about.”

Confident that she’s holding her own bodyweight, I slide my hands up her sides before peeling her sports bra from her body, freeing her tits.

“Look at that,” I muse, cupping them both in my hands as I start moving again. “Look how good we are together. Look how well you take my dick, little dove.”

Her eyes drop to where we’re connected in the mirror and her chin drops.

“Life never makes as much sense to me as it does when we’re like this,” I tell her honestly. “Fuck.” I grunt as I pick up speed, sliding back and forth on the machine in a way I’m sure it wasn’t actually designed for. “Never going to look at a rowing machine the same again.”

“Oh God. So good.”

“Let me see you working your clit, baby. And then I want to hear you scream loud for everyone in this house to hear.”

Her hand instantly slides down her stomach. Her entire body jolts as her fingertips connect with her swollen, sensitive flesh.

“Oh fuck, look at you. So fucking filthy, baby. So fucking perfect.”

“Yes,” she cries as we move faster and faster. Sweat runs down my back as I move, my heart racing in a totally different way to when I was working out.

“That’s it. I can feel you getting close. You’re squeezing my dick so good, little dove. You want my cum, don’t you?”

“Yes, yes, yes,” she chants before her release slams into her and she screams out my name as she comes all over my dick.

“So fucking perfect,” I groan as she drags my orgasm from me. “Fucking love you, Dove.”

As I fall, I’m vaguely aware that we’re not the only ones in the room, but I’m too far gone to care.

He can watch as much as he wants. We both know he’s jealous as fuck and wishes he were me right now.

Although that thought comes crashing down around me when he speaks.

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