I’d done a lot of scandalous things in my life, but getting a blowjob in the locker room wasn’t one of them.
This very room was my sanctuary. The only place I wasn’t the Eden King in—just Eden. The only place I swore wasn’t going to get ruined by a girl.
But fuck did I love Alana on her knees for me in here.
Her mouth was hot and wet, her tongue working me over like she’d been born to do it, and I could feel my balls tighten already. But I wasn’t going to let her have all the fun.
I pulled Alana up by her hair, her lips swollen and glistening with spit, and slammed her back against the lockers.
Her dress rode up, revealing those thick fucking thighs and the lace of her panties, and I almost came right then and there.
I hiked her dress up further, and Alana’s breath hitched as I traced the edge of her panties, feeling the dampness beneath.
Her eyes were wide, pupils dilated with lust as I leaned in, my forehead pressing against hers, our breaths mingling.
“Is this what you want, Ally-Bear?” I murmured, my voice hoarse with need.
Her nod came instantly, barely noticeable, but it was all the confirmation I needed.
I grabbed the thin fabric of her panties and tore them off, the sound of ripping lace echoing in the quiet room. She gasped, her nails digging into my shoulders.
I lifted her off the ground—surprisingly, I wasn’t met with any resistance or arguments—her legs wrapping around my waist instinctively.
My cock was throbbing, aching to be inside her, but that was when I remembered. “Fuck, I don’t have any condoms on me right now.”
“It’s alright. I’m on birth control,” she said. “It’s just once, right?”
“Right.”
“You’re clean?”
“Yes.”
“Good.” She smiled at me. Wickedly. Invitingly.
Her smile killed me, but I tried not to let it show. Instead, I pressed her harder against the lockers, my cock finding her entrance. She was so wet, so ready, that I slid in with ease, feeling her tight pussy stretch around me.
“Fuck, Eden,” she moaned, her voice already trembling, and we hadn’t even started yet. Her nails bit deeper into my shoulders, leaving marks that would probably sting later, but I didn’t give a shit.
I started slow, savoring every inch of her as I pushed deeper, the sound of her slick cunt swallowing my cock making me fucking feral.
Her tits bounced with every thrust, and I grabbed one, squeezing her nipples between my fingers until she gasped.
Her head fell back with a clang against the locker, her lips parting in a silent scream as I picked up the pace, slamming into her harder, faster, until the whole fucking locker room echoed with the sound of skin slapping skin.
“You wanted me to fuck you like this?” I asked, my voice low.
“Yes,” she whimpered. “Fuck me harder, Eden. I need you.”
That was all the permission I needed.
I fucked her like I wanted to own every inch of her body. Her pussy clenched around me, squeezing my cock so tight it felt like she was trying to force every drop of sperm right out of me. Hermoans turned into screams, her body trembling as she got closer and closer to her orgasm.
But I wasn’t done with her yet.
I pulled out just enough to spin her around, shoving her chest-first against the lockers and bending her over.
Her ass was right there, round and perfect, and I couldn’t resist slapping it hard enough to leave a red handprint.
