The Air I Breathe Page 4

  My dick hardens in my basketball shorts as I think about all the fucking things I want to do to her. Closing my eyes, I shove my hand in my shorts and grip my length through my boxer briefs. I squeeze my shaft as I think about her tits bouncing in the air as she was running on that damn treadmill earlier.

  I had to start running myself to get my dick to focus on something other than her.

  From her tight yoga pants to that fitted top that had her tits pressed up high and on display for me. Slipping my hand into my boxer briefs, I start to slide my hand up and down my shaft, squeezing it every few pumps.

  Running my fingers through the pre-cum on the tip of my dick, I run it up and down my shaft imagining my hand is Cameo’s.

  I imagine her on her knees in front of me, looking up at me with those big doe eyes, tits hanging out, and thighs spread just enough for me to see that perfect little clit of hers.

  The most prim and proper women are always the freakiest in the sheets, and I have no doubt that Cameo will be the best yet. Picking up the pace, I pump my fist over my cock over and over until I’m coming in my hand and groaning into my other one as I bite it to silence myself.

  Huffing out a few short, choppy breaths, I grab a towel off my desk and wipe myself up before checking my phone for a message from the beautiful blonde that I want underneath me right now. When I don’t see anything from her, I decide to save her number in my phone and get back to filling out my order for the new equipment that the trainers were asking for in the last meeting we had.

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  After spending most of the afternoon and night placing orders and checking inventory, I finally make my way out of my office and into the gym.

  A few of the personal training clients are still going strong with their workouts, and a few stragglers are running on the treadmills. Just as I’m about to call it a night and head home, I see a blonde head of hair that I wouldn’t forget if I tried.

  As she comes through the front door, she looks nervous and unsure of what she’s doing.

  Closing the distance between us, I grin down at her when she gives me a hesitant smile. “I didn’t think you’d show.”

  “I wasn’t going to, but I was bored at home alone.”

  That comment piques my attention. Why that idiot she’s engaged to leave her at home all alone on a Friday night?

  “Well then, I will be sure to entertain you tonight.” I wink at her, and she shakes her head and starts to walk toward the treadmills. I watch her ass slightly bounce as she walks and I have to bite the inside of my cheek to keep from telling my trainers not to check out her ass too.

  When Jenner looks over at me, I shake my head no, and he bites his fist and groans. I look at Ryker next and he just shakes his head and gives me a thumbs up before telling his client the next workout.

  Following after the woman that is too fucking hot for her own good, I get on the treadmill next to her and hit the start button to warm up.

  “Ten minute cardio, then we hit the weights.”

  She waves me off and starts her warm up while I try like hell not to bend her over my lap and spank that pretty little ass of hers.

  I’m itching to get my hands on her again, but I refrain as we both warm up. The only workout I did was the running this morning with her, and now I have an itch to workout some of my sexual frustration.

  After the ten minutes is up, I hit the cool down button on her machine and mine. I need her off of these treadmills, and somewhere I can get my hands on her. I thought that I’d be able to go so much longer without touching her, but I was wrong.

  I need to feel her skin against mine again before I slowly go insane.

  “Today is leg day.”

  She wrinkles her nose at me, and I start walking toward the bars. I’m going to enjoy watching her do squats.

  As I grab a bar from the rack, I hand it to her and grab her a set of the lightest weights. Grabbing a couple of clips for her bar, I set them on the ground before grabbing a bar of my own and putting my weights on as I go.

  When I walk over to where she’s standing, I set my bar down before helping her put the plates on each end. Setting it on the ground for her, I move behind her. “Get into squat position.”

  Her eyes meet mine in the mirror, and she just stares at me, not saying a word. Part of me feels like she wants me to show her and the other part of me thinks she’s testing me. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t mind either one. I’d gladly put my hands on her hips and show her just how far I want her to get down for me.

  As I think about bending her over something to fuck her, she slowly starts to get down into a fucked up looking squat.

  Getting closer to her, I force her to stand back up and shake my head. “No, like this.”

  Placing my hands on her hips, I kick her feet apart a little more before getting right behind her and forcing her to squat with me. Her ass brushes against my dick, and I suck in a breath.

  We start to move up again, and her hands brush against my thighs. “You got it?” I ask taking a step back from her. I watch her nod her head in the mirror, and I grab my bar, standing slightly behind her so I can check her form as we go.

  She grabs her own bar and puts it over her shoulders just like I have mine. “Okay, we are going to do three, twelve rep sets. So that means we do twelve squats and then take a minute break and do it again until we hit three sets.”

  “Got it.” Her voice is nothing like the timid woman that she normally is; it’s more breathy than normal.

  We start our first set, and all I can focus on is her ass. I watch every squat she does, and I’m pretty sure that my dick may spring from the confines of my shorts if I’m not careful.

  We continue through the rest of our sets before we add another weight and do the same thing again. Halfway through, she starts to whine about her legs shaking.

  Setting my bar down, I walk over to her and take her bar from her. “Finish the rest with body weight.” She gets back into position and starts to squat with no weight, and I go back to my bar, squatting until she’s done with her reps.

  Once we are done with squats, I look around the gym, and all of my employees are gone for the night, and so are all the members. The gym typically closes at eight-thirty, and it’s part of the reason I wanted her here at eight.

  It gives me the rest of the workout just the two of us, and now, I don’t have to hold back as much.

  “Everyone is gone.”

  I look back at her, and she realizes it too.

  “You did this on purpose.”

  I shrug an answer as I start to put my bar and weights back in the racks. She follows suit and does the same thing.

  “So what is your plan? Try and seduce me?”

  “I didn’t have a plan except to get you here with me in an empty gym.”

  When I’m done putting my weights back, I stalk toward her, and she backs up until she hits the wall. I scan over her features and I know she’s nervous, but she isn’t afraid of me. Running my hand along her arm, she closes her eyes and tilts her face up slightly.

  I don’t even think she notices that she’s giving me permission to kiss her again. She wants this as much as I do. Getting even closer to her, I cup her jaw with my other hand and tilt her head back even farther. She’s so much shorter when she doesn’t have those heels on.

  As soon as my lips hit hers, it feels like I’m home. Like I’m right where I’m supposed to be, and even though it freaks me the fuck out, I don’t question it.

  One of her hands runs along my side, and when I deepen the kiss, a small moan escapes her. When her other hand goes to my chest, I know she’s going to push me away, so I grab it and move it above her head, pressing my body into hers.

  My cock stiffens even more now that it’s pressed up against her body. Kneeling enough, I grind into her core, and a gasp fills my ears when our mouths part for a second.

  Kissing her again, I slip my tongue back into her mouth, and her free hand runs down my side. Her han
d continues to move down my body, and when it moves over my stomach, I groan. The feel of her touching me is addicting.

  Picking her up, I push her into the wall, and her legs wrap around my waist. One of my hands moves up her side, and I cup her tit, pushing it up closer to my mouth. Trailing my lips along her delicate skin, I pull her sports bra down enough to get to her nipple.

  My tongue brushes against her nipple and when I look up at her, she’s got her eyes squeezed shut, and her lips parted. Sucking her tit into my mouth, I suck and nip until she’s arching her body into mine.

  Fuck.

  Her hands run up the back of my head, and it doesn’t take her long to tangle her fingers into my hair, tugging on the strands as I continue to suck and nibble her soft skin.

  “Sager,” she moans.

  I take that as a hint that she loves it, so I pull her other tit out and give it the same attention, reveling in satisfaction every time she tugs on my hair or moans out my name.

  This is my new favorite drug, Cameo Hartley withering in pleasure against my body.

  Five

  Cameo

  Squeezing my eyes shut, I tug on his hair harder than before and squeeze my legs tighter around him. Every inch of my body is on fire, and I don’t know how to extinguish it.

  I came here to workout, and now I’m against the wall while his mouth continues to lap at my skin making me moan and grind against him.

  Sex with Alec is boring. Missionary every time and he’s never had me burning this hot before we even got to the sex part.

  When Sager grips my ass tightly before pulling away from the wall, I remember what I’m doing. I remember that this is wrong and that I promised myself to Alec Manga and all that it entails. I’m supposed to be his wife soon, but the only thing that I’ve thought of the last few days is this, Sager Stone with his hands all over my body.

  “Don’t make me stop.” His voice is a soft whisper as he lays me down on a workout bench. Both of our breathing is labored, and when I look up at him, it’s like I can see everything I’ve ever wanted staring right back at me.

  When I don’t say anything, his hands start to move across my body again. One of them goes to the top of my yoga pants, and it slowly starts to move under the fabric. The farther it travels the wetter I become. I’ve only been with a few guys since I lost my virginity and I’m terrified.

  I’m terrified that I’ll never be able to live with myself after this or that I’ll crave it. Crave his touch that singes me with one graze of his fingertip.

  Just as my mind goes back to thoughts of Alec and how wrong this is, he slides a finger between my thighs and I suck in a breath.

  Lips parting, I watch his mouth get closer to mine. When his lips touch my chin, he sinks his finger inside of me. As I moan, his mouth covers mine to erase the sound. His kiss erases all thoughts until he’s all I can see, feel, and smell.

  His finger moves in and out of me softly, and soon it’s not enough. I want more. I need more.

  More of Sager, more feelings, and more of everything that only he can provide.

  As if he can read my mind, he pulls his finger from me and pulls off his own shirt, tossing it to the floor. When he leans back down, I trail my hands over his stomach, running them up his chest.

  “You like what you see?” He teases with a grin.

  Nodding my head, he leans closer to me and bites my bottom lip, pulling it between his teeth.

  “Good, I want to do so many dirty things to you tonight.”

  I swallow, and he pulls me up into a sitting position. “I want to see these beautiful tits. Show them to me.” He runs a finger along my cleavage before pulling back and standing in front of me. His erection is tenting his shorts, and I can’t help but stare at it, at him.

  “Cameo.”

  His voice brings me back from the lusty haze that was clouding everything else for a moment. Grabbing the bottom of my tank top, I slowly pull it over my head and toss it on the ground next to him. His eyes drink me in, and I can’t help but watch him as he starts to slide his hand over his length.

  The sight itself is hot as heck and I want to see all of it without anything covering him.

  “I want more.”

  My eyes snap back up to his. He motions down to my breasts, and I take a deep breath. It’s been awhile since anyone other than me has seen them naked. Alec is more of a take off your pants and panties only during sex and then put them right back on after. He barely ever touches any other part of my body.

  Grabbing the bottom of my sports bra, I slowly pull it up and over my head, revealing my breasts to him.

  “Fuck, I’ve pictured these.” He comes forward and runs his hand over one of my breasts before continuing. “So many fucking times over the last few weeks. So much better than I could imagine.”

  He straddles the bench that I’m still sitting on, leaning down to be face to face with my chest. One of his hands cups my breast while the other is shoved into his shorts.

  “Can I see?”

  Sager looks down at me and grins, pulling his shorts down without much thought. As he pulls a leg out before letting them fall to the ground and kicks his shorts to the side, I get to see the outline of his member through his boxer briefs.

  “Come here.” His voice is a husky rasp, and it shoots straight to my core.

  Inching closer to him on the bench, I sit close enough that I can do whatever it is he wants. Reaching out, he grabs my hand and puts it on his stomach before gliding it down south. My hand comes in contact with him and I suck in a breath. Even through his boxer briefs, he feels hard as a rock, and I want to see it. I want to feel it without the barrier.

  “Take me out.”

  I look up at him, and his eyes burn into me, encouraging me without even having to say anything else. Both of my hands go to the waistband of his underwear, I slowly start to move them down his hips, inch by inch.

  When his erection pops free of its confinement, I have to bite my lip to keep from making any noise.

  One of his hands grips my breast again, and he pinches my nipple forcing me to bring my attention up to him.

  “Have you ever sucked dick before baby?”

  I shake my head no, and a grin appears on his face. “Good. I want to be your first and only.” I swallow, unsure what that means. First and only doesn’t make sense since we aren’t together.

  His hand goes to the back of my head and he pulls me closer to his erection. “Wrap your lips around my dick. I want to see you take me into your mouth.” When I don’t move, he gently urges me with his hand.

  “Come on, Cameo. I want to see you with your lips around me; I want to fuck your mouth.” The closer I get to his erection, the more interested I get. “Open your mouth.” He taps my cheek with two of his fingers, and when I do, he slowly moves.

  “Just like that,” he murmurs when I do as he says. His hips start to move slowly and my tongue swipes against his soft, velvety skin.

  The salty taste isn’t something that I care much for, but when I look up at him, I see the pleasure written all over his face. His hand tangles into my hair and he starts to put more pressure on my head, forcing me to take him into my mouth deeper and deeper with each of his thrusts.

  “Fuck.” he curses under his breath. “I’m going to come just like this.” I continue to take him into my mouth until he mutters something else, pulling out of my mouth completely. His hand grips the tip of his member, and he continues to slightly thrust into his own hand.

  Once his hips stop moving, he kneels closer to me and presses his mouth to mine, kissing me deeply. “I can’t wait to get inside you. I am going to make you cry out my name when I’m so deep inside of you that you don’t know where I end and you begin.”

  He leans me back on the bench before wiping his hand on his shorts. His fingers grip the top of my pants, and he starts to slide them down my legs. When he drops them down to my feet, he pulls my shoes off with them.

  “Sager.” The sound of
my own voice is foreign to my ears.

  “Shh.” He presses his mouth to mine, silencing any other thoughts that I was about to say.

  His hand sliding between my thighs, he groans, and before I can even protest, he’s ripping my panties off of me.

  “Sager!” I gasp.

  I can’t believe that he just ruined my underwear. Just as I’m about to say something, the breath is stolen right from me when he swiftly enters me.

  Squeezing my eyes closed tightly, I wait for the pain to dissipate. Sager is bigger than anyone else I’ve been with.

  “Breathe. Just breathe, babe.”

  I take a few breaths, and before I can even tell him that I’m okay, he starts to move. My hands move to his back where I dig my nails into his skin. Every thrust of his hips has me crying out in a mixture of pain and pleasure.

  A loud moan slips from my mouth and his hand covers it. His thrusts start to come rougher and faster causing me to cry out every few seconds. Closing my eyes, I bite down on his hand, and he just slams into me harder.

  Digging my nails into him, he stops and moves his body so he can pick me up. He moves us to another part of the gym, carrying me in his arms like I weigh nothing. As we get closer to a wall, he slides me up and down his erection, forcing me to wrap my arms around his neck tightly.

  His lips travel down my neck and to one of my breasts. He pulls my nipple into his mouth again and this time he bites down slightly causing me to whimper, “Oh God.”

  Keeping my legs wrapped around his waist, I hold on as he presses me into the wall and starts to pound into me again. Both of his hands squeeze my ass cheeks as he continues to slide in and out of me at a rough pace. Every thrust has me tightening my grip on him, and when one of his fingers dips into unfamiliar territory, I try to push him away, but it’s no use. He’s way stronger than me.

  “Trust me,” he whispers in my ear. His teeth graze against my earlobe, and he sucks it into his mouth. “I’ll only ever make you feel good.”

  He continues with his exploration of my ass, and when his finger presses too close to my other spot, I push his chest. “No.” I shake my head a few times and he stops. Instead, he moves one of his hands to my core and starts to rub as he continues to thrust in and out of me.