Taken at the Gym: Andrew's Taboo (Public Temptation Book 1)

by Jessica Jewel

  "I can always use a cool-down workout," Julia grinned.

  Seven

  Their walk to his loft was brisk with longing.

  "I'm only a quarter of a mile away," he said, taking her arm. They walked faster, no other words needed.

  His apartment was on the 19th floor of a building in the Theater District, overlooking the lights of Grant Park and the dark lake beyond. It was a studio, with a marble-counter kitchen by the entrance and a king sized mattress against the right wall of exposed brick. Everything smelled like cinnamon and lavender.

  Against the wall to the left was a squat rack, with stacks of weights on either side. Julia blinked.

  "You have weights here?"

  Andrew blushed a shade of crimson that was more than just the cold on his cheeks. "I bought the rack two weeks ago."

  "Why've you been going to the gym if..." She trailed off at the vulnerability in his eyes.

  "I bought it so I could cancel my gym membership. But that was before I met you." He hesitated. "I didn't want to end our arrangement..."

  She kissed him fiercely, throwing herself into him and knocking him back against the marble breakfast counter. They tore at their clothes, shedding coats and hats and the clothes underneath, hopping out of their shoes and socks, until only skin separated them. Their lips found each other again, and Andrew put a hand on her lower back to pull her close, squeezing her against him, hungry for her warmth, and Julia savored the feeling of simply being held.

  In perfect firefighter form, Andrew threw her over his shoulder and carried her to the bed. Julia squeaked as he dumped her like a sack of flour, bouncing on the thick down comforter.

  They rolled in the sheets lazily, taking their time, no longer rushed by the public nature of the gym. Andrew held her firmly, and she gently caressed his back with her fingernails, feeling the ripples of muscles on top of her.

  And then he was sliding off of her, tongue moving down across her breasts and navel, licking along the way, and his nose brushed against the hair above her groin and he nuzzled her there, making her squirm.

  "Tell me you want me," he said in a lusty voice.

  "I want you," she obeyed.

  "Do you?"

  "Ohh, I do."

  She shuddered as his tongue moved across her clit, the barest flick, a polite acknowledgment of her most sensitive place. He nuzzled along the edge of her labia, licking her inner thigh, the moisture leaving a cool sensation as he went.

  "I ache for you," she whispered.

  She ran her hands through his black curls, feeling without gripping, needing to touch him, any part of him while he licked around her groin.

  "I need you."

  The moment the words were out, his mouth moved over her pussy lips, licking across them and then up and down, only a few millimeters inside. Fingers touched her, spread her apart, and then a wet finger moved inside.

  "Ohh," she moaned, arching her back.

  He curled his finger upward in a come here motion, rubbing against that special place while he licked her clit, first in flicking motions, then in long rasps that used every inch of his tongue. She bucked against his face and urged him on with her hips, begging him not to stop.

  "I need you," he said.

  She pulled him forward onto her, biting his lips as she slid her hand down to grab his cock, tickling the head. She jammed her tongue into his mouth, both of theirs dancing together, and then she took his tongue between her lips and sucked on it like it was the tip of his penis, all the while stroking his cock with her hand. Against his will his hips moved forward, thrusting along with her, eager for more.

  Unable to bear it any longer, he pulled away and reached down.

  "I need you now."

  His tip found her lips, rubbing along them for moisture, then thrust inside, and he moaned, "Oh fuck," as he pushed all the way inside of her. Andrew fell on top of her, smothering her with his muscle, wrapping strong arms around her like a blanket. Julia buried her face in his neck, kissing him along his shoulder, tasting the musky cologne there and filling her nose as he slowly began pumping, gently moving in and out of her pussy, Andrew's rhythms familiar and foreign all at the same time.

  The sheets grew tangled as he pushed for more leverage, and Julia kicked them away so she could spread her legs more, as wide as she could, desperate to get every inch of his dick inside of her. He moved faster, locking his knees to thrust in a push-up type motion, hitting an angle that made Julia groan and pull back her legs more. She could tell he was close to coming, the concentration on his face as he picked up pace. Julia wanted his load so deep in her, the warmth of it. She wanted to see Andrew's eyes widen and tremble and the air to expel from his lungs, but as she grabbed his hair to urge him over the climax he slowed down.

  "What is it?"

  He lowered himself onto her and grinned. "I don't want to come yet. I want to stay inside of you as long as I can."

  "Ohh, you tease me."

  Careful not to let himself slip out, he twisted 180 degrees and lay down beside her, his chest against her back, moving one slow millimeter at a time from behind. Julia reached down to grab the cloud-like comforter and pulled it over them, shielding them in a blanket of warmth.

  "Just like that," she whispered as Andrew nuzzled her ear between his teeth.

  It was like switching from the Tango to a slow dance, careful, deliberate motions to keep Andrew just on the edge and not launch him over it. He rocked back and forth, the hair from his happy trail tickling her ass as he slid in and out, wet and thick and full, that was what Julia felt most, that she was completely filled by him because their parts matched perfectly.

  She reached back to put a hand on his hip, stopping him. Then she took over, slowly pushing her ass against him, to the base of his cock and then back up right to the tip, feeling every individual grain of skin along the way. Under the covers he wrapped an arm over her, and she took one of his fingers in her mouth and sucked on it, playfully biting, responding to Andrew's moans and sighs behind her.

  Back and forth her ass went, gently fucking him along the edge of ecstasy.

  "So where have you been the last few nights?" she asked, biting her lip as she moved. "I thought you grew tired of me."

  "They switched. Ugh. My shift. Ohh. Now I work evenings--mmm. I get off at ten."

  "You haven't gotten off at all tonight," she quipped, jerking back with her hips to add an exclamation point.

  A thought came to her, and she reached back behind her and pulled him all the way out, but before he could protest she pressed the tip of his cock against her asshole, rubbing it up and down, and he stiffened and moaned which made Julia grin a wicked grin.

  "Not tonight," she said, giving a playful pout. "You'll have to work up to that. Smaller weights first."

  She twisted and threw a leg over him, then used a hand to slide him back into her pussy while she mounted. She undid her hair tie to let her dark hair loose, cascading down on either side, framing their faces like dark curtains. She gave him a peck on the lips, pulled back to look into his eyes, then leaned in again, repeating the pecks on his nose, the stubble on his right cheek, then the left, then his chin, kissing him all over.

  "I love the way your lips feel, Jules," he said, closing his eyes.

  "Well, I love the way your body tastes."

  He ran his hands over her thighs and ass, up her spine, then back down. He gripped her glutes in both massive hands, cupping them, fingers almost meeting in the middle. Slowly he moved her up, then down, then up again, and Julia let him, enjoying his strength as she let herself be controlled.

  "Mmm," she moaned, bending down to kiss him harder. She threw off the comforter.

  He gripped her tighter, the muscles on his arms bulging in a sheen of sweat, lifting her up and down on his cock. He moved faster, thrusting up at the same time as he pushed her down, impaling her again and again. Julia leaned her head back and let out a half moan, half yell, and by the speed of his thrusts it drove hi
m wild. Her ass slapped down on his toned thighs with each movement, and then she was using her legs to join him, grinding down against him. She reached down and touched herself as she rode him, rubbing her clit in a circle, oh my fucking God did it feel good.

  "I'm getting close," he rasped.

  "Me too."

  He squeezed her ass so hard it hurt, that's how strong he was, and Julia loved the feeling just then as she bucked against him, arching her back and rubbing harder at her clit. Andrew let out a low moan, growing in intensity like a siren. Pleasure forced Julia's eyes shut and she roared with him, bucking recklessly fast now, unable to control her body as they roiled together on the sheets. Their joined cries of pleasure rose as they reached the edge together, and she pressed a palm against his chest and scratched at his hair as she came, her vision going white and the muscles in her pussy spasming uncontrollably.

  "I'm coming," he yelled, thrusting wildly, and she opened her eyes to see his widening, drinking her in as he pulled her ass down on his cock one final time, hips pushing up into her as he came, and came, and came, trembling underneath her like he was freezing. He remaining there unmoving for a moment that lasted an eternity.

  Slowly, he began to relax his hips, leaning forward into a sitting position with her still in his lap. Her head collapsed into his neck, and his into hers, and they held their wet, sweaty bodies together until they grew cold.

  "That. Was. Incredible," he panted.

  "Was? I'm not through with you."

  "Oh?"

  "I told you when we first met," she said, reaching around to smack his ass. "That's just the first set. You've got two more to go."

  Giggling like teenagers, they fell back to the sheets together.

  Thanks for reading Taken at the Gym: Taboo Andrew. I hope you got as wet reading it as I did writing it!

  If you loved this story of public boning, you're going to adore my Public Threesome series. Check out a sneak peek of the first book, Mel's MMF Marathon!

  Sneak Peek

  "Can we talk?"

  Melissa turned to see Carter standing awkwardly, the only one in the group not stretching before their track workout. Melissa lowered her left leg, then pulled up her right ankle behind her to stretch.

  "What's up?" she said as innocently as possible.

  He narrowed his eyes. "Privately?"

  "Sure. Let's get the blood flowing." She began jogging around the track, forcing him to follow. When they were halfway around the first turn, she continued straight toward a trio of administrative buildings set against the perimeter brick wall. She stopped on the edge of the building, just barely in sight of their group.

  "I, uhh," Carter began, running a hand through his blond hair. He seemed to be struggling for the words. "About the other night..."

  Oh God. He regretted it, didn't he? They'd made a mistake, and now the good thing they'd had was weird.

  And weird was rarely good.

  "I wasn't too... enthusiastic, was I?" Melissa quickly said. "That's always been a fantasy of mine, and I've never had a chance to try it. And the drinks made me more forward than I usually am..."

  All the awkwardness drained away from Carter's face. "Shit, no! I was worried we were the ones who had gone too far, pushed you into something you wouldn't like!"

  "Like it? I fucking loved it!" She punched him in the arm. "Didn't I say that if one cock was good, two was twice as good?"

  Carter bent over, putting his hands on his knees like he'd finished a race. "Shit, it's really good to hear you say that. Ever since we left your place that morning I've been afraid we ruined our thing..."

  Melissa glanced over Carter's shoulder. Their coach still hadn't arrived, which meant they had some time.

  Plenty of time.

  "I didn't mean to make you feel like that," she said, dropping to her knees and pulling aside his loose running shorts. He was soft.

  "Mel! What are you--ohhh."

  She took all of him in her mouth, deep enough to flick her tongue along his balls--the kind of deep-throating she'd never been able to do when a guy was fully hard. Which was exactly what Carter was after a few seconds.

  He made a nervous glance over his shoulder. "They're right there..."

  Melissa pulled his cock out with a pop. "They can't see anything--I'm blocked by the brick wall. Just don't move and they'll never know. Unless I make you scream."

  She dove back into her work, tightening her lips around his shaft while moving her neck back and forth, blowing him faster and faster, going for speed instead of distance. It was track night, after all. Carter sighed, and put a hand on the wall to steady himself, and his knees buckled as she sucked extra long on his head. He was getting close; she could tell. Hell, this might be a personal record for her!

  "You're not gunna be able to run after that!"

  She whirled in terror, and felt Carter stiffen with fear. But there was Josh standing behind her, half a grin on his face.

  "You almost gave me a heart attack!" Carter managed.

  Letting out a relieved sigh, Melissa turned her head and ran her lips along the left side of Carter's shaft, keeping her eyes on Josh the whole time.

  "Jealous?"

  There's no hiding a hard-on in thin running shorts, and Josh's appeared like it was late for the bus. Melissa said, "Better let me fix that before track starts," gave him a come over here curl of her finger, and returned to Carter's throbbing member.

  She continued with his cock and touched Josh's with her right hand, gently caressing him, teasing him while he watched his friend get sucked off. Josh put a hand on the back of her head, fingers threading into her thick hair, urging her along.

  "You're down a lap," she said, turning sideways and immediately taking Josh as deep as she could, hitting the back of her throat, practically making her gag. He groaned and held her head there for another second, whispering, "Don't stop, please, that feels so good..." while she pressed her lips tight and licked him all around until finally needing to pull away, gasping.

  "You're too big," she said, eyes widening with wickedness. "At least, for this hole."

  She quickly stroked him, putting her lips just around his head, swirling her tongue around his tip and just underneath his head, while still jacking off Carter with her left hand, grip tightening, trying to delay him just enough.

  "You want to come in my mouth?" she asked Josh, staring up at him while stroking. She gave his head another teasing lick. "Spew your hot jizz down my throat, along with Carters?"

  "Oh God, yes."

  She stroked them off quicker, alternating her mouth between them, a few quick sucks here, another four licks there. Carter was at the edge, eyes clenched shut, and Josh's quick breathing told her all she needed to know about him.

  "Come in my mouth," she commanded, grabbing one of them in each hand and pointing them at herself. Then, at the last shuddering second, she slipped sideways away from them as they came into the open air. She continued pumping them like air rifles while they moaned and gasped and came all over the asphalt.

  "...but not tonight," she said, innocence mixed with sinister intent. "I only take my protein shake after my run."

  She hopped to her feet and wiped her hands on their shirts.

  "Don't dawdle too long," she said by way of goodbye, jogging back out to the track where her coach was gathering the group. As they began their first lap, Melissa couldn't hide her wide smile.

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