Whatever it was ignited something between us, because before I could protest, Peter led me inside the men's locker room. Still holding tightly to my hand, he took me to one of the private bathrooms. I was pleasantly surprised when the scent of musk and spice mixed with sweat hit me, causing an electric bolt to surge through my body. Once we were inside the small room, Peter turned the lock on the door to make sure we weren't caught.
Lifting my body and holding it against the door, he whispered as he gently kissed down my neck, "God, I missed you."
I wasn't sure how I felt at that moment. All I knew was I needed him. Being abstinent for two years wasn't something I had planned. I just never found anyone I was attracted to the way I was to Peter. With one hand clutching my ass, Peter slowly moved his other hand up my bare stomach and underneath my sports bra. Gliding his hand around to the back, in one swift movement, he was able to unclasp the hook. Removing my arms from around his shoulders, I removed my bra and dropped it to the floor. His hands were like magic on my body. I wasn't sure what it was about his touch that triggered something inside me.
Still holding me to the wall, Peter dipped his head and gently placed his mouth over my hard nipple. I could feel the wetness between my legs pool inside my thong panties. Peter set me down and carefully removed my yoga pants and panties, pushing them down my trembling legs. It had been too long. He hadn't even entered me and I was shaking at the knees. While he was struggling to remove my bottoms, I was working to remove his shorts. Once we were both completely naked, he went to his knees and placed his mouth over my mound. A soft whimper escaped my mouth when his tongue swirled around my clit. "God, you're beautiful," he said, holding me at my waist as he continued to feast. Before I knew what happened, my body exploded with pleasure.
"I want to take you so badly, but I don't have a condom," he said regretfully.
Before I could let him know I was on the pill, there was a knock on the door. "Hey, are you okay in there?" A male voice sounded on the other side of the door.
As we looked at each other trying not to laugh, Peter said, "I'm fine. Thanks for checking."
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Peter and I managed to escape the confines of the small bathroom unnoticed. I wasn't sure what the gym's policy was on women entering the men's locker room, but neither of us was willing to find out. Why was there always that small moment after a sexual encounter that seemed to be so awkward? I didn't know what to say to Peter, even though there were so many things running through my head. Instead of taking a chance and saying something stupid, I headed to the women's locker room while Peter walked in the other direction. As if this moment couldn't get any more awkward, I was met again with a hard body. I needed to start watching where I was going.
"So, we meet again," the tall, handsome stranger announced as he took hold of my arms.
"Oh God, I'm so sorry," I replied, trying not to stare at his muscular chest. What is it about these men that made them unwilling to put a shirt on?
“You know, if we keep meeting like this, you’re going to have to tell me your name," he said with a smile.
"Lilly, and you are?" I asked, feeling the heat radiating through my body.
“Pierre."
"Well, it's nice to meet you," I said, holding out my hand so that we could make the introduction official.
“As much as I’d rather chat more, I need to get to my handball match.” He smiled. “It was nice meeting you, Lilly. Hopefully we’ll run into each other again.”
"Good luck... with your match." I couldn't help but turn as he walked past me. I needed to make sure never to go two years without sex again. My libido was beginning to protest.
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