Page 51 of Waiting for Sunshine

My girl.

It sounds nice coming from someone else and not just playing around in my mind.

Jimmy and Heidi Hall opened Hall’s Gym about 8 years ago, and Tucker and I have always been loyal members. We came in every time we were home from a mission, and have been regulars since getting back home permanently. We’ve formed a sort of friendship-like acquaintance so he knows he can trust me to lock up for him.

“Of course, it’s not a problem. You can swing by the bar later to pick up the keys. No rush, just when everything settles down. Hope everything is okay.” I assure him. He hands me the spare gym keys and gives me a nod.

“Thanks, Max, I owe you one.” He turns out all the lights before walking out, and I head towards the showers. I’m only in there about 5 minutes before I hear Shane’s voice out in the hallway. She must be done and wondering why the lights are off and no one else is here.

“Hello?” she calls. “Max, are you still here?” she sounds slightly panicked.

“I’m here, it’s alright,” I call from the men’s showers.

“Why are the lights off, and where is everyone?”

“Jimmy asked me to lock up, he had to go take care of something.” I yell as I turn the water off. “Why don’t you come on in here, I’m almost done,” I call. She doesn’t answer, but a moment later I hear her footsteps in the room. I walk around the corner, catching a glimpse of her in her dark, skin-tight jeans, and a fitted long-sleeve top, paired with her white chuck taylors. I smile as I finish running a towel over my hair. I already have my boxers and blue jeans on, but my tattoo-covered torso is completely exposed.

Her eyes glide over my body like she’s taking it all to memory. I take a few steps toward her when I see her biting her lip. Her eyes shoot up, locking with mine as I come to a stop towering over her.

“Like what you see, Sunshine?” I ask, my voice sounding rougher than usual. She lets out a soft moan and nods her head. I lean down, taking her mouth with mine, as one arm wraps around her tiny little waist. She grabs onto my arms with both hands, standing on her toes and pulling herself into me. She begins letting her hands explore my body, running along my biceps and up along my shoulders. Once they’ve made their way down over my chest and her dainty fingers are tracing over my abs I can’t take it anymore. My dick is pressing hard against my jeans, trying to join the fun. I pull her into me a little more, letting her feel the effect she’s having on me. She pulls her face from mine, looking down where I’m firmly pressed against her. I grab her by the jaw, turning her face to mine.

“Look at what you’re doing to me.”

“I can help with that if you’ll let me.” She smiles up at me mischievously.

This fucking woman.

“Could you now?” I ask, releasing my grip on her jaw.

Her eyes are doe-like as she watches me while lowering to her knees. I take a breath in as I watch her undo the button from my jeans, pulling them and my boxers down, freeing my cock.

Her eyes grow slightly wider seeing my full length, they dart from my cock, back up to my eyes. She grabs a hold of it, her tiny hands stroking it back and forth a few times before she stops.

“Don’t fucking tease me, Sunshine,” I growl. The look on her face flashes innocence. Piquing my interest.

“Can you…” she starts before her eyes fall away from me, trailing off.

“Can I what?” I question.

“Can you show me how? I’ve just never… I just never did this with…him.” she admits.

“Look at me,” I instruct, bringing her ocean-blue eyes back to me. God, she looks so perfect down on her knees for me. “I don’t want you thinking about that asshole. I’ll show you anything you want to learn, but when you do it, you better be thinking of me. Only me.” I command, “because I’m only ever thinking of you, Sunshine. Understand?” she nods her head in response.

Her fingers wrap around my base and I place my hand on top of hers, helping her set a rhythm. When she seems more confident I let her take control. My jaw ticks as she moves up and down so smoothly. She looks up at me with wide eyes, looking for assurance.

“Just like that baby.” I encourage her.

“Can I um…” she swipes her tongue along her bottom lip as she eyes my cock.

“Suck it.” I finish for her. She smiles timidly, her cheeks growing pink, which makes my dick throb in her hand. “If it gets to be too much, we’ll stop.” I run my thumb along her bottom lip as she nods her head.

“I understand.” She says softly.

“Now, take my cock in that pretty mouth of yours,” I tell her. She opens her mouth, taking as much of me as she can. She works one hand at my base as she runs her pouty pink lips up and down my cock, using her tongue to perform some kind of magic as she does.

Holy fuck, nothing has ever felt this good.

“Damn baby, that feels so good.” I praise. Because it’s fucking true and I know she needs to hear it. If this is her first blow job then she’s a natural.

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