Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 58353 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 292(@200wpm)___ 233(@250wpm)___ 195(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 58353 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 292(@200wpm)___ 233(@250wpm)___ 195(@300wpm)
We break apart to catch our breath, and I can feel the heat from his body emanating off of him.
"I think I like your suggestion better," he whispers, his lips grazing mine.
I smile, feeling a sense of relief that he's finally opening up to me. "Good, because I have a lot more where that came from."
He grins, his eyes sparkling mischievously. "I can't wait to explore those suggestions with you."
We kiss again, lost in the heat and steam of the sauna. "Wait," I say, looking around. "What if someone comes in?"
"Then we'll have to be quick. Like in the car."
I shiver at the memory of riding his cock in the backseat as the driver was oblivious. Excited by the thrill, I strip my clothes off. Marco runs his hands over my belly, my hips, then cups my ass, forcing me closer to kiss my left nipple.
He's so gentle at first, I almost forget how strong he is. Until I feel his lips and his teeth on my skin, then I feel it. His wet mouth is so hot, it makes me feel like I'm burning up. It feels amazing. He shifts so that he's sitting up on the edge of the wooden bench, and I straddle his legs, grinding against his thighs.
"Marco," I whisper, his tongue tracing the outline of my breast.
"Feel good, baby?" he asks, licking my skin.
"Mmm, hmm," I moan, unable to form words. I'm so wet already.
Marco leans me back slightly, spreading my legs wide. The closer he presses his lips to my breast, the less I can think about anything. I suck in a ragged gasp as he kisses my nipple and works his way down. His tongue licks my ribs, his hands spread over my hips and ass.
He sits me up, sliding his hands down to my wet pussy. A long moan escapes my lips as he slips his fingers inside me. "God, you're so wet," he growls in my ear.
I drag my nails down his chest as I grind against his hand. "Mmm...you make me wet," I whimper.
His fingers move roughly against my clit, sending slight shocks through my body. "Fuck yeah," he growls. His fingers slide deeper inside me, hitting my sweet spots as I keep grinding against them.
I can feel his hard-on pressing against my thigh, getting harder as we touch. His fingers withdraw from me and he pulls me closer, burying his face between my breasts. His throbbing dick rubs against my wet clit, the friction driving me crazy. "Fuck, Filia," he whispers.
I slide him inside me, gasping at how wet I am from his tongue and fingers.
He doesn't waste a moment, thrusting into me over and over. The painful pleasure of his hard cock rubbing against my clit is almost enough to make me cum on the spot.
My hands are on his chest, my nails raking down his skin. I love the noise he makes when I do that, the way his eyes close and his body stiffens. It makes me feel powerful––he's so strong and muscular, yet it's my touch that drives him wild.
"You're so fucking tight," he whispers between thrusts.
I just moan, enjoying the way he fills me completely. I press my hips forward to meet his, enjoying the way we become one. Our foreheads touch, his eyes opening to gaze at me. His lips find mine and we kiss deeply as his cock keeps sliding in and out of me.
"Filia," he whispers, "you feel so good. I'm so close."
"Come inside me," I whimper, my hands caressing his face. "I want you to."
He tilts his head back and groans, his body trembling. I could be a goddess, making him feel so good, bringing him to his knees. His warm seed floods into me. I gasp as our moans mix together––we've never made it to this point before.
His cock slides out of me, his seed spilling over my thighs, and he falls back against the bench.
His eyes are closed, his chest heaving up and down. My head falls backward and I close my eyes, trying to catch my breath.
In that moment, I never want the sauna session to end. As my breathing slows, I open my eyes to see Marco looking at me. "I love you," he murmurs.
My heart skips a beat. "Love you too," I whisper back.
He smiles bigger. Then he sways, half collapsing on me. "Marco!" I shout, struggling to hold him up. He groans, not from pleasure. "The heat is too much for you. Let's get out of here."
Nodding, he lets me help him off the shelf. I grab my clothes and another towel, wrapping it around myself to hide what I can. Together we shuffle out into the refreshing air of the main gym. Marco shudders, chest widening as he sucks in a gulp of air. "Damn, that's nice," he says.