Chapter 6: Gym Quickie (R18+)

DAMIEN'S POV

“Are you sure about this?” I whispered, searching her face for any hesitation. I don't want to force myself on anyone without their consent. Instead, I found only desire reflected back at me.

In one swift motion, she reached up, wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling me down to her. Our lips collided with an urgency that sent shockwaves through my body. The taste of her mouth, mingled with the water, was intoxicating, and I felt all thoughts of the outside world dissipate.

I crushed her against the wall, the hardness of the tiles contrasting with the softness of her body that surrendered to me. Her hands tangled in my hair, pulling me closer as the heat of the shower intensified, mirroring the fire that engulfed us both.

”Hmmm...” she moaned sexily.

Every kiss ignited a deeper yearning, our bodies moving together as the rhythm of the water cascaded over us. I lost myself entirely in the moment, desire eclipsing reason. Her skin felt alive against mine, and I could feel the pulsing of our heartbeats in tandem, a race toward something primal and unrestrained.

I let my hands explore her, trailing down her back, feeling the way her body responded to my touch. She arched against me, surrendering to the heat swirling between us, the world outside forgotten. It was intoxicating, exhilarating, and as I deepened our kiss, time seemed to stretch into an endless moment of pleasure and connection.

In this shower room infused with steam and desire, we let go of everything else.

“You don’t seem like the kind to quit,” I murmured, captivated.

“No, I don’t,” she replied, and in her tone, I heard an invitation—a challenge.

My pulse raced as I reached out hesitantly, brushing a strand of hair back from her shoulder. The heat radiating from her skin sent shivers down my spine, and I felt an overwhelming urge to close the distance between us completely. Without thinking, I leaned in, my lips brushing against hers for just a second.

The sweet taste of her lips was intoxicating, and I couldn't help but deepen the kiss, leaning into her as her hands found their way up to my neck, pulling me closer. I felt a thrill run through my body. She kissed back with a fervor that sent sparks igniting through my core, our bodies pressing against the tiled wall as I felt the warmth of her against me.

Her fingers tangled in my hair, tugging just enough to make my heart race faster. I slid my hands down her waist, feeling the soft fabric of her tank top give way to the warmth of her skin. Every inch of her felt electric against my fingertips, and I could feel her shivering slightly against me.

“Damn,” I breathed, pulling away just enough to look into her eyes. They danced with mischief, and I was lost in their depths.

She grinned, breathless. “You’re not going to stop, are you?”

I shook my head, my resolve fading in her heat. “Not a chance.”

With that, I kissed her again, harder this time, and she responded eagerly, her body arching into mine, seeking more. My hands traveled up her back, feeling the toned muscles under my fingertips, the strength hidden in her softness. I found the hem of her tank top, slipping my fingers underneath and savoring the way she reacted, a low, throaty sound spilling from her lips.

With a playful push, she nudged me back slightly, just enough for her to slip away from my hold, her eyes glimmering mischievously as she turned the faucet on high, making the sound of rushing water drown out all else. The mirror misted with steam as I watched her, entranced.

She leaned over the sink. “What are you waiting for?” she teased, licking her lips like she could feel the heat radiating off me.

The moment hung in the air like our simmering desires, and without hesitation, I stepped closer again, closing the distance before she could pull away. I grasped her waist, my fingers firm but gentle, guiding her back against me as I pressed against her, thoroughly lost in her scent, the mix of subtle soap and that intoxicating sweetness unique to her.

“Just wanted to savor the moment,” I whispered against her ear, making her shiver slightly.

“Do more than savor,” she breathed back, “I want to feel you.”

With that, I couldn’t hold back any longer. I pressed against her, my body flush against hers. The shower room felt small, but it was electrified by our chemistry. I captured her mouth with mine, kissing her deeply, and I could feel the tension in her body unwind as she melted against me, surrendering to the moment. I shoved again in one of the stalls.

The warm water from the shower was flowing down on her hair, down her shoulders and her back, reaching her butt and eventually falling off the floor.

”Get on your knees now, I want you to show me how much you really want me inside you” I whispered on her seductively.

She knelt. A few centimeters from her beautiful face, my hard-on was throbbing. Water drops were sliding off my body and my hand softly caressed her cheek.

Fuck, I deserved this after all the hard work this week, I inwardly told himself.

She took my cock in both hands, sliding her tongue along my top confidently, deep throated it, letting it disappear as far as her mouth allowed. My precum seeped over her tongue, as she appeared hungry for more.

”Fuck, you were really good" I moaned

I chuckled naughtily, indicating that I was pleased. Her eyes shot up, she bit her lower lip, and while staring straight at me, she brought her index finger to her mouth to moisten it. Now I bit my lower lip and threw back my head.

I gave her my approval, I really need a release today. Again, she let my manhood fill up her mouth. This time, she did not only press her finger against her hole, but gently slid it in. The moaning was released through the shower room. My hands dig deep into her hair, setting a steady rhythm.

She varied her technique, slowly moving her finger inside her hole. The sound of her sucking me and frequent choking filled the room.

"Fuck, what a whore." I panted wildly. It seems she likes dirty talk.

I removed a hand from her hair and placed it against the wet tiled wall to support myself as I felt like my knees are wobbly. Driven by my encouragement, she continued. She licked, sucked, drooled and slobbered until my muscles started shaking and my breath was out of control.

I started to thrust into her mouth. She matched my speed and met it. Fuck, her mouth is an expert.

My hand filled with her tangled hair started to squeeze forcefully. I wildly knocked my fist against the tiled wall a few times, leaning increasingly forward, as I came.

"I.... I'm cumming baby.... Swallow it all... ahhh... fuccckkk.. ohhhhhhh" I warned her.

”Come on, give it to me. Let me taste that hot milk daddy, give it to your baby” she said with determination.

I moaned then released it in her mouth. Her mouth is flooded by a huge amount of thick, warm white cum.