As Arias approached Harley, his hands casually tucked into his pockets, a sly grin spread across his face in response to her teasing. Harley, leaning against the balance beam, met his gaze with a cheeky smile of her own, her lips curling upward slightly as she bit her lower lip.
Harley's eyes sparkled with mischief, her posture relaxed yet inviting, as if daring him to come closer. Arias obliged, his movements slow and confident, the space between them shrinking until he was close enough to feel the warmth of her breath.
Arias's presence loomed over Harley, casting a shadow that drew her attention upward. Her smile widened, a playful glint in her eyes as she tilted her head to meet his gaze. With a confident motion, she placed her hands on her hips, the gesture both defiant and inviting.
Harley's voice was hinted with a playful teasing, her words hanging in the air like an invitation. "Did ya come all the way here for lil ole me, Mr. M? Want me to ease ya stress from dealing with all these brats?" she asked, her tone light but loaded with underlying intent.
As she spoke, her hand moved forward, her fingers brushing against the denim covering Arias's crotch before settling there with a confident pressure.
The touch was bold, yet casual, as if she were merely testing the waters. Arias's expression remained calm, but there was a flicker of interest in his eyes.
Her hand began to move in slow circles over the denim, the pressure firm but not forceful.
Arias's gaze never wavered from hers as he shifted slightly, his hand moving to hold her waist before slipping to her back, the touch light but possessive. "It can get taxing dealing with teenagers," he said, his voice low and smooth.
Harley's smile never faltered, her fingers continuing their gentle exploration as she leaned in closer, the space between them narrowing until the warmth of their bodies mingled.
Harley chuckled at the comment, her tone low and sultry, the sound vibrating against his chest as she pressed herself closer, her body molding to his. "You can say that again," she murmured, her breath warm against his skin.
Her hand continued its slow circles, the pressure slightly firmer as she looked up at him with a playful glint in her eyes. "At least I'm not hard to deal with, boss," she said, her voice now carrying a teasing innocence.
Arias's smile widened as he shifted his weight, his hand slipping from her back to her ass. He gripped it firmly, his fingers digging into the flesh with a possessive intensity.
**Mn~** Harley let out a soft moan, her eyes widening in pleasant surprise as she pressed herself even closer to him.
The sound was muffled against his chest, but it carried a clear note of enjoyment. Her hand paused its slow circles for a moment before resuming with renewed confidence.
Harley's grin widened as she kept looking up at Arias, her voice taking on a sultry, teasing tone again. "How do you want Mr. M?" she asked, her words full of desire. "I've missed your big meaty cock inside me. Toys just can't compare…"
She paused, her breath catching as Arias's grip on her ass tightened even more, she could feel his fingers pressing deeper into her flesh.
His eyes locked onto hers, filled with a hunger that mirrored her own.
Harley's fingers soon began to deftly work the buckle of Arias's belt, the metallic clink echoing softly as she pulled it free. With a practiced ease, she slid the zipper down, the sound low.
Her hand then dipped into his briefs, the warmth of his cock greeting her fingers as she wrapped them around its growing length.
Arias's breath deepened, his chest rising with the slow inhale, his eyes never leaving hers. His grip on her ass remained tight, the pressure a silent encouragement as she began to stroke him, her touch firm yet teasing.
As Harley's fingers wrapped around Arias's cock, she let out a low, sultry moan, her eyes practically gleaming with anticipation. **Mm~** She pulled it out slowly, her lips parting as she licked them in appreciation, savoring the moment like she was about to indulge in a decadent feast.
Harley, with a mischievous grin, pulled away and gracefully climbed onto the balance beam, her movements fluid. The beam creaked softly under her weight, and she balanced effortlessly, her confidence radiating as she positioned herself.
The gym around them was silent, the only sound the soft echo of their breathing and the faint hum of the fluorescent lights above.
Harley's grin turned wicked as she stretched out on the balance beam, her back arching slightly as she settled into the position. She faced Arias, her head near the edge, and gazed up at him with a playful, upside-down smile.
Her hands drifted to her breasts, cupping them through the tight fabric of her leotard, and she let out a sultry laugh. **Heh~** "Lemme make that tasty cock nice and wet," she teased before opening her mouth, tongue darting out to wet her lips in anticipation.
Arias stepped closer, his fully erect cock inches from her face, the warmth of her breath tickling across the tip.
Harley's eyes gleamed with excitement. She didn't flinch, her confidence unwavering as she reached out with her tongue, tracing the head with a teasing flick. "Mmm," she hummed, her voice still low and sultry, "I've missed the way you feel in my mouth."
As Harley's lips parted wide, Arias stepped closer, the tip of his cock brushing against her tongue. She still didn't flinch, her eyes locked on his, filled with desire.
Slowly, he pushed forward, his cock sliding into her mouth, the head hitting the back of her throat immediately. **Gurgk~** A soft gagging sound escaped her, but she didn't pull back, her determination evident.
Her hands gripped the beam tightly, her body arching slightly as she took him deeper.
As Arias thrust deeper, the back of Harley's throat welcomed the invasion without struggle, her neck bulging visibly with each forceful push.
His balls rested firmly against her face, the warmth of her breath caressing them as she struggled to accommodate his length.
Despite the discomfort, Harley's eyes still gleamed with determination and desire as her lips stretched wide around his cock. *Gurgk~** *urck~** **mmpfh~** The gagging sound echoed softly in the silent gym, but she didn't pull back.
Arias held himself in place, the warmth of Harley's throat enveloping him as her muscles contracted and relaxed around his cock.
With each passing second, the mixture of drool, saliva, and precum created a slick, sloppy texture that coated his length. He could feel her determination, her desire to take him deeper, as her throat worked to accommodate him.
As Arias pushed deeper, the wet, slurping sounds of Harley's throat enveloped his cock, each thrust accompanied by a **gurgle** that resonated through her chest.
Her lips, stretched taut around his girth, shimmered with a mix of saliva and precum, the sloppy wetness dripping down her chin in thin, glistening strands.
**Gurgk~** **mm~** With each forceful push, a harsh *gagging* noise erupted from her throat, her body shuddering slightly as her airway constricted around him. Yet, her determination never wavered; her eyes, brimming with tears from the pressure, still held that fierce, unrelenting desire.
After a minute of this, Arias slowly pulled back, his cock glistening with the mixture of saliva and precum as it slid out of Harley's mouth.
**Huff** **pant** She took a deep breath, her chest heaving slightly, before a faint cough escaped her lips **cough~**. Drool and saliva trickled down her chin, mingling with the precum that still clung to her mouth, staining her face with a glistening sheen.
Her eyes, still brimming with tears from the intensity, locked onto his, a mix of satisfaction and lingering desire reflecting in her gaze.
Harley's mouth opened once more, her lips parting with a silent promise of continuation. Then, with a careful slowness, she reached up and tugged at the straps of her leotard, the fabric catching for a moment before sliding down her shoulders.
The material bunched at her waist, exposing her perky breasts to the cool air of the gym. The fluorescent lights above cast an unforgiving glare, but to Arias, she looked flawless—her pale skin glistening with a faint sheen from exertion.
Her nipples hardened under his gaze, and she let out a low, **mn~**, the sound vibrating through the stillness.
Arias leaned in, his voice low and approving as he whispered, "Good girl," his hands cupping her breasts firmly.