The Wild Side (The Wild Side #1)(16)

I lay back, trembling, as she made good on her promise, moving astride me.  Without discussion or delay, she grabbed one of the condoms, ripping it open and rolling it onto me, her touch firm and sure.

She mounted me, no teasing, no hesitation, just impaled herself and started moving, up and down, her tits bouncing vigorously.

I had been worried she was just messing with me, that this was some torturous situation where she was only here to tease me.

It wasn’t that.  This was the real f**king deal.  And it was a-f*cking-mazing.

I didn’t last thirty seconds.

It felt like heaven in her cunt, and I was just too worked up to be of much use to her.

I closed my eyes, acutely embarrassed, when she stopped riding me abruptly.

“I’m sorry,” I gasped.  “It’s been too long, and I wanted that too much.

She shifted restlessly on top of me.  “Don’t be sorry.  That was amazing.  Yeah, it could have lasted longer, but it felt so good, I don’t even care.  There’s always next time.”

She moved to get off me.

I held her hips.  I was only semi-hard now, but I started moving my hips, bouncing just to feel her.

“I should have titty f**ked you first, then I’d have lasted longer in your cunt.”

“I liked it.  Don’t be sorry.  It was all just great.  We don’t have to do everything all at once.  We can take our time, Dair.”

“I’m just worried I won’t see you again.  And after that performance…”

She smiled and stroked my cheek.  “You silly man.  I’m not going anywhere, and the performance was just delicious, so stop being so hard on yourself.  I love your body; love everything we’ve done.  You ate me out until I lost count on how many times I came, for Christ’s sake.  Quit acting like you’ve been selfish.”

Incredibly, I was getting hard again.  I started flexing my hips.  Oh yeah, it was back.

Fuck yeah.

I switched to a new condom like I was being timed for speed, and moved back to her, kissing her, stroking her.

As soon as I was confident that I had a real working hard-on on my hands, I flipped her onto her back and started f**king her rough.

“God, you feel incredible,” I told her, kissing her, sucking on her tongue, while I grabbed her ass in both hands and drilled into her.

“You’re amazing,” she told me dreamily, her eyes glazed over.

I worked her pu**y hard that time, making sure she got her pleasure, loving every second I got in paradise, f**king her hard and fast, then switching it up, going slow and even, watching her lovely face all the while.

I took my time, working her with measured thrusts, but even so, my own orgasm surprised me, sneaking up, and bursting over me, the most powerful one I could remember.

I shook and yelled as I came deep inside of her.

I didn’t even have the energy to roll away, passing out right on top of her, likely crushing the breath out of her.

When I woke up, it was dark, I had a blanket tucked in up to my neck, and she was gone.

There was another hot pink lipstick message surrounded by a heart on my mirror.

YOU’RE THE BEST!  SEE YOU AT THE GYM TOMORROW XOXO

The first thing I did the next morning was call a locksmith and schedule an appointment for that very afternoon.  That shit with my ex was never happening again.

I showed up at the gym two hours early.  I knew she wouldn’t be there, but I also knew that when she was there, I’d have a hard time getting my full routine in.

Iris came waltzing into the gym right on schedule.  It was busy, and I had a perfect view of her from where I was doing oblique raises on a power tower, so I didn’t miss the fact that every single guy, and even a few of the women, stopped what they were doing to give her admiring glances, or hell, openly gaping.

I lowered myself until my feet touched the ground, drinking her in.

She was a bombshell, there was no question.  She wore neon yellow shorts today with a black sports bra.  Her running shoes matched her shorts.  Her hair was scraped up into a messy ponytail, and she looked good enough to eat.

And she came right to me, looked only at me.  It was surreal.

She didn’t stop when she reached me, instead walked right into me, throwing her arms around my neck and pressing close.  She pulled my head down to hers and started kissing.  I kissed her back, running my hands over her shoulders, down her spine, and to her ass.  It wasn’t long before I was gripping it in both hands and grinding against her.

She pulled back with a giggle.  “I was just saying hi.  You’re going to get us into trouble, Dair.”

I blinked, trying to come out of my lust haze.

She leaned close, pulling my head down to speak into my ear.  “You were incredible yesterday.  Best sex of my life, bar none.”

I swallowed hard.  Christ, she was addictive.

She moved away, and started to stretch, not five feet away from me.

I meant to resume my workout, but I just found myself watching her, fascinated by every shift of her lithe body.

And then, unfortunately, I found myself looking around, at the way everyone else was looking at her, with the same rapt attention I was.  Some of the looks she was getting, the way the gym rats were eying her had my jealous side coming out.