She goes big

Olivia’s smile turns mischievous as she glances around, ensuring they’re not being watched. “Come with me,” she whispers, her hand gripping his firmly as she leads him back into the gym. John follows, his heart pounding, unsure of what to expect but unable to deny the excitement coursing through him.

She leads him to the changing rooms, pushing open the door and pulling him inside before he can voice any objections. The door closes behind them with a soft click, and the room is filled with the muffled sounds of the gym outside.

Olivia turns to face him, her eyes blazing with intent. She steps closer, pressing her body against his, her hands trailing up his chest. “I’ve been wanting this for a long time, John,” she murmurs, her voice husky with desire.

John swallows hard, his hands finding her waist, feeling the warmth of her skin through the thin fabric of her tank top. “Olivia, are you sure?” he asks, his voice thick with anticipation.

Instead of answering, she leans up and kisses him, her lips soft but insistent. John’s hesitation melts away as he returns the kiss, his hands roaming over her back, pulling her closer.

Olivia breaks the kiss, her breath coming in shallow pants. She drops to her knees in front of him, her fingers deftly untying the drawstring of his workout pants and pulling them down along with his boxers. His cock springs free, already hard, and she looks up at him, her eyes filled with a mix of desire and determination.

Without breaking eye contact, Olivia wraps her hand around the base of his cock, her grip firm but gentle. She leans in, her tongue flicking out to tease the tip, drawing a gasp from John. Slowly, she takes him into her mouth, her lips sliding down his shaft, taking him deeper with each movement.

John’s head falls back, a groan escaping his lips as the warmth of her mouth surrounds him. He places a hand on her head, his fingers tangling in her hair, guiding her movements as she begins to suck him in earnest. Her tongue swirls around the head of his cock, creating sensations that send shivers down his spine.

Olivia sets a steady rhythm, her mouth working him expertly, her hand stroking the base in time with her movements. She takes him deeper, her eyes fluttering shut as she loses herself in the act, her cheeks hollowing with each pull.

John’s breath quickens, his hips involuntarily thrusting forward, driving himself deeper into her mouth. The combination of her soft lips and skilled tongue is driving him wild, and he knows he won’t last much longer. “Olivia, I’m close,” he manages to say, his voice strained.

She speeds up, her hand and mouth working in perfect sync, determined to bring him over the edge. With a final, deep thrust, John feels himself explode, his release spilling into her mouth. Olivia swallows every drop, her movements slowing as she milks him dry.

Finally, she pulls back, a satisfied smile on her lips as she looks up at him. John, still catching his breath, gazes down at her with a mixture of awe and gratitude.

“That was amazing,” he says, his voice hoarse.