Page 186 of Force Play
I lean over the top of her, brushing my lips over her ear. “Were you hoping I’d find you in here?”
“Kind of… now be a good boy, and fuck me, baby.”
I thrust inside of her completely, surprised by how wet she already is. “You’re fucking dripping, Luc.”
“I’m always dripping around you.” She moans as I pull out and thrust back in hard. “Yes, Ari!”
“I fucking love listening to you scream for me, sweetheart. Such beautiful sounds you make. Now, keep your eyes on the mirror. Watch me fuck you.”
“I want to watch you slide inside me,” Lucia pants. “That’s what I want to see in the mirror.”
“My dirty girl.” I nip her earlobe. “Come with me.” I help her stand and walk over to the weight bench. It’s perpendicular to the mirror, so I sit on the end of it and pull Lucia on top of me, her back to my chest. “There you go, baby. Put my cock inside you. Watch in the mirror to see how fucking good it looks when your tight cunt swallows it.”
She grabs my shaft and positions herself on top of me, quickly sliding down and sheathing me in her.“Ari…”
“Move, sweetheart,” I urge her. “You look so sexy like this.” With her feet planted firmly on the ground, Lucia pushes herself up and down on my cock, using me like her own personal toy. “Just like that, baby. See how well you take my cock?”
“I love seeing your piercings disappear inside me, Ari. This is so hot.”
“Really fucking hot,” I breathe, eyes glued to the spot where we’re joined in the mirror. “Make us come, Lucia. I’ll use my tongue to clean you up after.”
She bounces on me relentlessly, taking me deep inside her every time she slides down on top of me. We’re moaning, writhing messes tangled together, waiting to reach our peak.
We reach them simultaneously, and Lucia takes everything I pump into her.
When we’ve caught our breath, I switch our positions, sitting her at the edge of the bench with her legs spread wide while I dive into her, using my tongue to swipe up the mixture of our cum leaking out. Doing so pulls another orgasm out of her, and by the time I’ve finished, my face glistens with her arousal.
“Fuck, Luc.” I pull her down on top of me, resting us on the gym mat. “How does sex with you always get better?”
She leans down and kisses me, and I know she can taste the remnants of us on my tongue. “Because I’m the best you’ll ever have, Ari Morgan.”
She is, and we both fucking know it.
I’ll never get this feeling from anybody but Lucia.
That rush I feel when I first push inside her.
That intimacy we share every time I fill her with my cum.
The way my heart speeds up every time I hold her in my arms.
I’m so goddamn addicted to this woman.
Lucia and I lay there on the ground, tangled together and making out for I don’t know how long. We’re both enjoying the moment, though, so neither of us wants to stop.
We still do, eventually. I can’t literally be fused to her lips all day, no matter how much I want to be.
We get redressed in silence, but the air is much warmer now than it was when I came in. I know she was upset about something, but whatever it was doesn’t seem to be bothering her anymore.
“Well, I think that was enough of a workout,” Lucia laughs as she walks over to grab her phone.
“Happy to be your workout partner then,” I tease, and she smiles at me while shaking her head.
She looks at her phone screen now, and her face falls in confusion.
“What is it?” I ask, moving closer.
“Nothing,” she says quickly, setting her phone back down.
