Chapter 22 - Landon #2
My reaction was instant and impossible to hide. I shifted, my grip tightening on the towel as it tented over my hardening dick.
Nicole watched me do it with a faint smile on her face, eyes dark, then she met my gaze. “Maybe I can help.”
She stepped closer and lowered herself, knees pressing into the towel she’d just dropped, hands braced lightly on my thighs. Steam rose around us, thick and unrelenting, the room holding its breath.
“Nicole…” There probably should’ve been a reason—a good one—for us to stop. To think about what we were about to do right here in the team gym.
But with her looking up at me with her desire laid bare, there was no way I could find the end of my sentence.
“Just relax. Let me,” she said.
With her eyes burning into mine, she lifted my towel with painstaking slowness. As if she were giving me time to stop her, which of course would never happen.
Her eyes widened as my cock rose free, almost totally hard now, suggestively twitching in the warm air of the sauna. She licked her lips and swallowed, before looking up at me.
“You were saying?” And the playful lilt in her voice sent another rush of heat straight to my crotch.
I felt hot all over, and only fractionally because of the sauna. If we were anywhere else, she would’ve accused me of blushing.
Eyes level with my cock, she wrapped one hand around it and slowly started stroking up and down.
I breathed sharply out of my nose, gripping the bench tightly.
Nicole smiled at the instant reaction, before taking it to the next level.
She pushed hair out of her face and leaned down, taking my dick into her mouth.
Inch by delicious inch. She could only fit so much without straining, but it was enough to drag a needy moan out of me.
I watched her eyes flutter closed at the sound, which seemed to excite her even more.
The suction on my shaft increased, and she let out a low hum that vibrated through my shaft.
I brushed a sticky strand of hair out of her face. “Look at me.”
Her eyes flashed to reveal a blazing hunger that knocked the air out of my lungs.
She bobbed her head up and down, sucking me off with relish, savoring every inch of my throbbing cock as though it were her new favorite meal.
The sight made my heart race even more than it already had been, and I sank my fingers into her hair, grasping tightly for something to hold onto.
“You like this, don’t you?”
She hummed her reply, a mixture of saliva and my pre-cum dripping from the corners of her mouth to coat my dick.
“Does it get you hot, mhmm? Knowing what you do to me?”
Nicole gulped and lifted off my cock just enough to swirl her tongue over my tip. Around it, along the slit. My thighs quivered with the looming pressure of my climax.
“How wet are you right now?” I bucked my hips, driving my cock deep into her mouth. My hand in her hair fisted hard, and I used the leverage to push her face down at the same time as my upward thrust. “Is your pussy aching for me? It is, isn’t it? You’re fucking throbbing for me, I can tell.”
My need grew with each thrust, and I nearly blew my load when she wrapped one hand around the bottom of my shaft, pumping it up and down in tandem with her mouth. I kept helping out, lifting my hips off the bench to meet her every time, thrusting into her mouth with all she could take.
The feeling was driving me insane, not just because of the physical pleasure, but knowing she was enjoying this as much as me. My breathing grew ragged, and my ass tensed up when I felt her suddenly relax her jaw even more.
She took me deeper, swallowing me in until the tip of my cock hit the back of her throat.
The instant gag reflex made her throat close around me, and I hissed a sharp breath in, holding her head there until she tapped my thigh.
Nicole lifted off me with a gasp, strings of saliva stretching between her lips and my cock.
She took quick shallow breaths, still stroking my shaft firmly in the absence of her warm, wet mouth.
For a second I thought she was done, but then she smiled up at me and squeezed her breasts together. Then she leaned in and slid my shaft between them, smothering most of it despite the size of my raging hard-on. I clenched my teeth, a strangled groan floating through the thick steam around us.
“Jesus, Nicole, that’s so fucking good.”
“That’s all I want,” she said. “To make you feel good.”
Her tongue came out to lick the tip of my dick peeking from between the tight squeeze of her breasts.
And I damn near lost it.
I grunted in pleasure, looking down at the way she was worshipping my dick like it was giving her life. I could feel the pressure starting to rise in my core, building up deep down.
“I— I’m close…”
Nicole grinned up at me, pumping her breasts up and down. “No, you’re not. Not yet.”
A deflated moan ripped out of me as she pulled away before I reached the point of no return, removing the supple stroke of her breasts from my shaft. I gave a long, shaky sigh, the pressure in my crotch fading slowly.
“You don’t have to look so smug about it,” I said as she stood up. The moisture ran down her frame, accentuating each and every contour of her body.
I leaned forward and put my lips on her left breast, sucking and biting like a man who had been starved. My lips pulled back with a pop, and she moaned, arching for more. I gave it to her, moving my mouth to her other breast while my fingers teased slowly at her wet nipple.
“That’s it,” she said, her hands raking through my damp hair. “Just like that.”
I sucked her in, flicking the tip of my tongue over her nipple until her head dropped back. Fingers still working the other one, rolling and teasing, bringing her right where I wanted her. Right where she wanted to be.
“God, Landon, I love your mouth on me like this.” A red flush crept up her neck and onto her cheeks.
“Works for me,” I said. “Because I’m going to keep my mouth on you—all over you—until you can’t take it anymore.”
My voice felt thick and the words tumbled out slowly, as if I had swallowed a shot of warm honey. I continued to play, hands drifting along her neck and down her sides, over her ass cheeks, desperate for more of her.
I then slowly kissed my way down her stomach.
Her soft skin felt slippery under my touch, a combination of the steam and my relentless mouth.
I pressed a thumb to her folds which parted way too easily for me.
She was fucking soaked. I moved it up and down over her clit as I hummed my approval.
I knew I’d find her pussy in this state when she was sucking me off, and the confirmation just made my dick even harder.
“Does this feel good?” I asked.
She nodded, pliant under my caress. “Yes.”
“You probably want to come, don’t you? But not yet. Be patient.” I smirked at her, my grin widening when she let out a frustrated huff.
I slowly moved both hands up to her hips and pulled her closer. She softened into my touch and I saw just how wet she had become, streaks of pussy juice dripping down the inside of her thighs. So fucking ready for me.
“I want to taste you too,” I said, my voice coming out all choked-up by how turned on I was. “But you have to promise me you won’t come.”
She moaned her assent and arched her back slightly, angling her pussy toward my face.
“No, you have to say it for me, Nicole. Promise me you won’t come.” My cock was straining so hard, holding back was starting to hurt. But I had my mind made up. I’d last for as long as I needed to. For as long as she needed me to.
“I promise… I promise I won’t come.” It sounded more like a plea than a promise, as though she were begging me to get on with it but using words that meant a whole other thing.
I took in a deep breath as the scent of her arousal hit my nose.
“Okay, keep still,” I said as I leaned forward, and pressed my hand firmly on her lower back. “Now put your one foot up here.”
I patted the spot on the bench right next to me, and laced my fingers behind Nicole’s knee to help her out. She was shaking so much that the added support was needed.
“There you go. Just look at you.”
The new position left her pussy in line with my face, wide open and glistening.
I licked my lips and placed them around her clit, sucking her in slowly.
She whimpered at that first touch, a needy sound that shot straight to my dick.
I released her, and dragged my tongue through her juices, up and down, moaning softly with each greedy sip that coated my mouth and slid down the back of my throat.
I could taste her heady aroma, and was having a hard time staying composed because of it.
But I knew this wasn’t about me. At least not right now.
I replicated the earlier motion of my thumb, this time with my tongue as I continued to suck and lick at her clit. Nicole got into it, rolling her hips in rhythm with my movements. I grasped her ankle at my thigh when her foot slipped dangerously from the strain, steam, and sweat building up.
She squirmed, an uncontrolled jerk smashing her pussy hard into my face. The tip of my nose brushed her clit and she cried out as I rolled with it. Starting low, I plunged my tongue into her entrance, dipping in and out a few times, then leading with my nose, I slid all the way up again.
The trembling in her legs turned into a distinct shudder, and Nicole released a thin, drawn out whine. I knew what that meant—she was close to coming, which she’d promised not to do.
So I slowed my movements, and lifted my mouth off her. The instant pout gave me a serious jolt of satisfaction as I gazed up at her.
“I think you’re ready for more. Are you wet enough for me?”
“There’s only one way to find out.”
I dipped one finger inside of her and felt her pussy walls flutter around me. She was so fucking wet, I easily added a second finger, thrusting deep. She keened at my touch.
“How does that feel?” I asked.