Holding out his hand, he pulled me to my feet, then onto his lap.
I buried my face in the thick fur on his neck, letting out a deep sigh.
Even though I wasn’t the one who just got off, I felt relaxed and content cuddled up against him. Like this was where I was supposed to be.
Atlas nuzzled his snout along my temple before gently nipping my earlobe with his teeth. “Say something, Tegan. You’re making me worried.” His voice was a quiet whisper.
I reached up and ran my fingers through the soft fur of his cheek, bringing his face closer to mine. “I just sucked your dick in the gym.” I snorted a laugh, feeling my cheeks redden.
Warm, rumbling laughter erupted from Atlas’s chest, and he rubbed the damp tip of his nose against mine affectionately. “You did. And it was hot as fuck.”
Twenty
Atlas
Was this seriously happening tome? Did the girl of my dreams really suck my dick in my gym?
Fuck yeah, she did.
I was fairly confident she sucked my soul right out through my cock.
She had me so far gone for her that it was sad. I might as well have her name tattooed on my balls.
I held her like that for a few more minutes, just savoring the feeling of her body pressed against mine, basking in postorgasm bliss.
“We should probably finish our workout, I guess, right?” she whispered while rubbing her face into the ruff of fur along my neck.
“Yeah, you’re probably right.” I sighed and set her on her feet before rising next to her.
For the rest of our session, we exchanged giggles and furtive glances, with Tegan’s cheeks flushing each time my body brushed up against hers.
I worked her through some stretches for her cooldown and decided it was time to address the elephant in the room.
“So, uh, what are you doing tonight?” Goddess help me. I had no game. It wasn’t like I could just say,Come over to my house so we can finally fuck.
She smirked and bent over in front of me to touch her toes, her entire ass filling my field of view. “I don’t have any plans just yet,” she said coyly.
What a tease! She was going to kill me.
“Would you want to come over for dinner at my place? I, um, we could continue—”
She cut me off before I could finish digging myself into a self-deprecating hole. “I’d love to come over for dinner, Atlas Oberon. I’ll bring dessert.”
“Well, well, well,” Fallon chirped, strolling over to us. “What do we have here?”
Oh gods. Was this really happening?
My girlfriend just sucked my dick in the gym, and now my best friend was going to meet her for the first time.
I groaned. “Tegan, this is my friend Fallon.”
“Best friend Fallon,” he corrected.
“Nice to meet you, best friend Fallon,” she said, her voice all bubbly.
“What were the two of you doing here so early?” Fallon looked between Tegan and me—almost like he knew that something went on between us this morning. If I found out he was watching the cameras again…
“Just getting our workout in,” Tegan said, beaming at him. She was acting totally normal. Definitely not like she’d just sucked my cock thirty minutes ago.
