Fucking, finally - Wardlow

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Kelly jogged on the treadmill in the large gym, her eyes glued to the absolute specimen of a man that was using the weights just across from her. He glanced up and smirked at her through the reflection in the mirror in front of him. This had happened a few times in the last hour. They shared, flirty glances, winks and smirks while they worked out, and Kelly swore she caught him biting his lip when she was squatting earlier.

The flirtatious and lust filled glances continued until Kelly finished her workout and finally decided to make a move, she got up, grabbed her bag, searched through it for a pen, and walked over to him. He smirked, but before he would remove his headphones, she simply grabbed his arm, wrote her number on it with '- Kelly x' at the end, winked, and walked off. She was pleased it didn't take him long to text her, his Name was Micheal. Micheal Wardlow. Soon he invited her to his hotel room for some "Cardio".

They fell to the floor in his hotel room, "Fucking finally" Kelly breathed, as Wardlow slipped off his shirt "Shut up Kells" he growled, passion burning through him, Kelly hated that name, she shoved him off her, pinning the large man to the floor, now she would make him pay, she pulled her shirt from her body, his eyes glimmered as her's turned dark, running her nails down his chest, Kelly got a kick out of seeing the pleasure/pain mixture take over his expression, as he too, dug his nails into her skin, at her hips, Kelly sat up and performed her party trick of getting her shorts and shoes off in one swift moment taking under 6 seconds. She leaned down and tugged the offending articles of clothing that were left on Wardlow's body, into a heap on the floor, then she slowly stroked his thick cock, slipping her mouth over his tip. His hips bucked, attempting to force himself into her mouth fully, fortunately, the experienced woman was used to this and backed away in time, leaving just her lips on his tip.

The muscular, heavy breathing man started to get very inpatient. So, returning to her position, pinning him down, Kelly lowered herself onto the hard cock beneath her, as she was already so wet, she slid down onto him excruciatingly slowly, Wardlow finally getting what he wanted, pulled her hips down hard onto him, and started bouncing her on him hard as he felt her nails dragging down his chest, he leaned up taking her nipple between his teeth before enclosing his lips over the soft skin and trailing his tongue over her entire breast, starting to bite and nip, leaving small red marks over her skin everywhere his mouth and teeth traveled. Eventually, the position changed and Kelly found herself on her back with her legs draped over Wardlow's shoulders as he slammed into her, while she tugged so hard on his hair, she swore it would fall into her hands any minute, He let one leg slip off his shoulder in order to move his now free arm, up to grip Kelly's hair just as hard as he bit hard into the soft flesh of her neck, suddenly he felt her hand move to his free shoulder and leave claw marks he would be admiring the next day. Pounding her hard, Wardlow felt his climax rise and so did Kelly, she clawed and grasped at his skin, hair, anything she could get her hands on, while biting just a little too hard on his lip when suddenly "Oh fuck, Kelly!!" Bingo. She let out an ear piercing scream as a hard climax hit her in all the right places.

Unfortunately for them both, the euphoria didn't last too long as they were suddenly brought back to earth by his phone buzzing on the floor. Kelly smirked happily as she stood slowly, trying to regain the use of her legs, beginning to re-apply her clothes as Wardlow chuckled to himself. "What's so funny?" she asked, admiring the bite marks all over her skin in the mirror on the wall. He shook his head. "You know" he started, now admiring the marks, scratches and swollen lip she had given him "I thought you were flirting with me." He laughed. "Sweetie, I wanted to fuck you so hard and well.. I just did" she smirked. "Well lucky for you I wanted to fuck your brains out too." He replied.

Kelly shook her head, laughing out loud as she re-adjusted the last of her clothing and picked up her bag, "No honey, there was no luck, I always get what I want" she winked, opening the door and walking out of it.

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