Oops, I've Fallen

“Now, Ryan,” she begs, and I smirk.

“You’re a greedy girl this morning, huh?”

She nods several times. “You have no idea.”

With one step forward, I take the tip of my cock and press it right at her entrance. The sensation forces a whimpering breath to jump from her lungs.

“More?” I ask, and she squirms her hips.

“All the way,” she says. “Fill me up.”

I want to fill her up more than I want to take my next breath, but there’s one issue that’s going to prevent this fantasy from becoming a reality…

“Well, sweetheart, I’d really fucking love to do just that, but we have one problem.”

She glances over her shoulder to meet my eyes.

“I don’t make a habit of bringing condoms to the gym.”

Carly responds the exact opposite of what I anticipate. Instead of frustration, she fucking smiles. “I guess it’s a good thing I went ahead and brought one, then.”

“You brought a condom to the gym?”

Her smile widens. “In the back pocket of my leggings.”

I furrow my brow and reach down to find she’s telling the truth. She literally brought a condom to the gym with her.

“You weren’t lying when you said you didn’t come here to work out, were you?”

“Nope.” She shakes her head, and giggles start to spill from her lips.

But those giggles are quickly stopped once I slip the condom on, grip her hips, and slide inside her. In one steady motion, I push myself to the hilt, and a deep, guttural moan spills from Carly’s throat. Her pussy squeezes me tight, and I have to inhale a deep breath to keep myself from rutting into her like a maniac.

“Good girl,” I whisper through a raspy groan. “Keep those hands on the mirror.”

She doesn’t hesitate to obey, and the sight of her, the sight of us, is by far one of the most erotic things I’ve ever witnessed.

And, fuck. She feels so insanely good that I have to inhale and exhale several deep breaths to rein in the animalistic need to go hard and fast that pulses inside me.

Once I get myself under control, I start a slow and steady rhythm, each thrust purposefully curved at the end so I hit the one spot I know will have her shaking in pleasure like a leaf in the fucking breeze.

“Yes,” she moans. “God, yes. This is exactly why I got up so early this morning.”

I smirk at that, but also, I start to move my hips rougher, faster, and push myself in deeper with each jolt forward.

When I catch sight of the way her tits bounce with our movements, I release her hips and move my hands up to her perfect breasts, gently plucking at her nipples in a way that drives her mad.

I have no idea how long we stay like this.

Frankly, I pretty much forget we’re in the middle of the Sunny Creek gym.

But what I do know is that morning gym-sex with Carly Page is about the best fucking way I’ve ever started my day. The combination of the thrill of the wild, forbidden act and the constant reminder of how perfectly Carly and I fit together makes me want to do this over and over and over again.

Once I feel her pussy clench around me in a hard orgasm, I fall straight over the edge into one pleasurable-as-fuck abyss.

“Holy hell, that was the best,” she whispers as we both slowly come back down to earth. “The. Best. I’m so glad I set my alarm last night.”

That makes me laugh. “You set an alarm just so you could come seduce me at the gym this morning?”

Carly winks at me over her shoulder. “You bet your big, beautiful cock, I did.”

Sweet mother of mercy. This woman is an enigma of spontaneity and wild and crazy. And fuck if you don’t find her completely irresistible.

September 25th, Friday

Carly

Stretched out on one of the coveted Sunny Creek loungers in front of the big community pool, I am living the dream right now.

There’s no water aerobics or pressure for me to pretend like I know how to teach water aerobics. No sign of Betty or Nan. And about thirty or so minutes ago, most of our fellow pool-goers headed back to their landominiums for lunch.

I had the foresight to pack our lunch, and after a full meal and spending a few hours flirting and making kissy-faces at each other, Sal and Stella are completely tuckered out on the two loungers beside mine.

The plethora of quiet, uninterrupted peace that lays in front of me is one of the most beautiful sights I’ve ever witnessed. Though it doesn’t hold a candle to the view that is a naked, muscular Ryan. Especially when that very Ryan is banging your brains out in the public place that is the Sunny Creek gym.

It might have happened four days ago, but I’m certain nothing compares to that.