again, his tongue demanding entrance.
Daisy slipped her hand eagerly between them, closing it around him. Oh, so hot and thick and smooth, with all that hard, quivering muscle underneath, just ready to slide deep inside her pussy. She stroked him luxuriously, rubbing her thumb across the broad, silky head, slick with a drop of arousal, and then down to the root, running her fingertips through the short, curling hair on his groin while she sucked on his tongue.
He drew back and looked at her, his face hard, almost cruel with desire. It was a look that made her pussy melt, her mind along with it.
“I’m gonna fuck you,” he told her. “I’ve been waiting for weeks, ever since you walked into my gym.”
“Okay.” Oh God, she couldn’t wait.
He looked down at her breasts. “You have a choice, sub. You can either take that top off, or you can fuck me right here, where everyone can watch.”
Daisy froze. She couldn’t take her halter top off. She couldn’t. But, have sex here, with other couples all around them, some moaning and carrying on as they did things Daisy had only seen on Internet videos?
She started to shake her head and then stopped as his brows drew together in a frown. Oh God, she didn’t want to disappoint him, didn’t want this to be over.
She bit her lip. Could she let him inside her right here? And if she did, would she be able to look herself in the eye tomorrow? Would she ever have the courage to walk back in here and look any of these people in the eye?
Dack sighed, his broad chest rising and falling under her hand. She hadn’t even realized she had one hand on the hard, hair-covered plain. “Let me put the question this way, Daisy. Do you want me to fuck you?”
She nodded. “Yes.” But not here.
He nodded. “All right. Tonight, we’ll go somewhere private.”
She nodded, relief flooding her.
“Fasten up my leathers,” he ordered.
She did, corralling his rigid cock with difficulty. She nearly whimpered with disappointment as she finally succeeded in covering the turgid length with his leathers.
He smacked her bare ass. “Let’s go.”
Daisy slipped to the floor, and he grabbed her wrist as he stood. She saw her purse and skirt in the corner.
“My things.” He paused long enough for her to grab them.
Daisy turned to follow him but nearly tripped as she caught sight of Mason’s date, straddling his lap, naked. Oh, my God, the blonde was riding him right there, his glistening cock sliding in and out of her as she moved up and down. He held her round hips in a tight grip, his muscular body sprawled in the chair, still clothed except for his cock. His face was taut with bliss. And somehow, what they were doing wasn’t obscene at all. It was hot and gorgeous.
“That could’ve been you,” Dack said, his hand tightening on her wrist.
Confusion and lust warring inside her, Daisy followed Dack through a wide, dark archway under the stairs and past a small room with the door open where a couple was writhing on a big bed.
Dack pulled her into the next room, and the door swung shut behind them. Not all the way, she noticed from the corner of her eye. There was still a good few inches open, so that if anyone stopped in the hallway outside, they could watch what happened inside.
Dack looked from her to the door. Then he reached back and pushed it open, all the way.
“Pretty quiet back here,” he mused aloud. “For right now. ’Course, that could change.”
She looked up at him. The stinker, he knew the thought of maybe being caught excited her. He prowled past her and turned to face her. She turned with him, her back to the door.
The room was nearly taken up by a big bed with a black coverlet. More soft globe lighting, but so soft that Dack was a shadow looming over her. A big, muscular shadow, heat emanating from him, holding her captive without a touch. Her pussy was aching as if she hadn’t already come once tonight. Maybe more because she had and knew that an
Daisy slipped her hand eagerly between them, closing it around him. Oh, so hot and thick and smooth, with all that hard, quivering muscle underneath, just ready to slide deep inside her pussy. She stroked him luxuriously, rubbing her thumb across the broad, silky head, slick with a drop of arousal, and then down to the root, running her fingertips through the short, curling hair on his groin while she sucked on his tongue.
He drew back and looked at her, his face hard, almost cruel with desire. It was a look that made her pussy melt, her mind along with it.
“I’m gonna fuck you,” he told her. “I’ve been waiting for weeks, ever since you walked into my gym.”
“Okay.” Oh God, she couldn’t wait.
He looked down at her breasts. “You have a choice, sub. You can either take that top off, or you can fuck me right here, where everyone can watch.”
Daisy froze. She couldn’t take her halter top off. She couldn’t. But, have sex here, with other couples all around them, some moaning and carrying on as they did things Daisy had only seen on Internet videos?
She started to shake her head and then stopped as his brows drew together in a frown. Oh God, she didn’t want to disappoint him, didn’t want this to be over.
She bit her lip. Could she let him inside her right here? And if she did, would she be able to look herself in the eye tomorrow? Would she ever have the courage to walk back in here and look any of these people in the eye?
Dack sighed, his broad chest rising and falling under her hand. She hadn’t even realized she had one hand on the hard, hair-covered plain. “Let me put the question this way, Daisy. Do you want me to fuck you?”
She nodded. “Yes.” But not here.
He nodded. “All right. Tonight, we’ll go somewhere private.”
She nodded, relief flooding her.
“Fasten up my leathers,” he ordered.
She did, corralling his rigid cock with difficulty. She nearly whimpered with disappointment as she finally succeeded in covering the turgid length with his leathers.
He smacked her bare ass. “Let’s go.”
Daisy slipped to the floor, and he grabbed her wrist as he stood. She saw her purse and skirt in the corner.
“My things.” He paused long enough for her to grab them.
Daisy turned to follow him but nearly tripped as she caught sight of Mason’s date, straddling his lap, naked. Oh, my God, the blonde was riding him right there, his glistening cock sliding in and out of her as she moved up and down. He held her round hips in a tight grip, his muscular body sprawled in the chair, still clothed except for his cock. His face was taut with bliss. And somehow, what they were doing wasn’t obscene at all. It was hot and gorgeous.
“That could’ve been you,” Dack said, his hand tightening on her wrist.
Confusion and lust warring inside her, Daisy followed Dack through a wide, dark archway under the stairs and past a small room with the door open where a couple was writhing on a big bed.
Dack pulled her into the next room, and the door swung shut behind them. Not all the way, she noticed from the corner of her eye. There was still a good few inches open, so that if anyone stopped in the hallway outside, they could watch what happened inside.
Dack looked from her to the door. Then he reached back and pushed it open, all the way.
“Pretty quiet back here,” he mused aloud. “For right now. ’Course, that could change.”
She looked up at him. The stinker, he knew the thought of maybe being caught excited her. He prowled past her and turned to face her. She turned with him, her back to the door.
The room was nearly taken up by a big bed with a black coverlet. More soft globe lighting, but so soft that Dack was a shadow looming over her. A big, muscular shadow, heat emanating from him, holding her captive without a touch. Her pussy was aching as if she hadn’t already come once tonight. Maybe more because she had and knew that an
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