SMUT ALERT!!
[Morning] [5 AM]
Emma Stone woke up early, as usual, and made her way to the home gym to do some light yoga before anyone else in the house was awake. Since she had stayed over the night before without any extra clothes, she borrowed a pair of Amy's pajamas.
She stopped dead in the doorway.
The steady thud… thud… thud of fists hitting the sandbag echoed through the room.
Ray stood in the center of the room, bare chest glistening with sweat, muscles flexing hard as he drove punch after punch into the heavy sandbag. The only thing he wore was a pair of black gym shorts that hung low on his hips, showing off the sharp cut of his abs and the powerful lines of his shoulders and arms.
For a second, she didn't move at all.
Her gaze dragged slowly from his shoulders down to his arms, tracing the tension in his muscles as he moved. The way his back flexed with each punch. The sharp lines of his abs catching the early light. Sweat rolled down along his skin, disappearing into the waistband of his shorts.
Her breath hitched before she even realized it.
Emma's thoughts ran wild. 'God, look at those arms. The way his back tightens when he swings. And those abs... fuck, I bet they feel rock hard under my hands. What would it be like to run my tongue along every ridge while he pins me down? This is so not helping my yoga plans right now. I'm already getting way too warm between my legs just watching him.'
Her heart picked up speed and a flush crept up her neck as she stood there frozen, the pajamas suddenly feeling too thin against her skin.
Ray finally paused mid-swing, chest heaving, and turned his head toward her with a faint smile tugging at his lips. He wiped sweat from his brow with the back of his forearm before speaking. "Wanna get in a few punches while you're here?"
Emma shifted her weight from one foot to the other, suddenly very aware of how her nipples had tightened under the thin tank top. She crossed her arms loosely over her chest and tried to keep her voice casual. "I don't have my gym clothes, so..."
Ray smirked as he stepped away from the bag, the movement making the muscles in his torso shift in a way that made her mouth go dry. He looked her up and down slowly, taking in the borrowed pajamas with clear appreciation. "Who said anything about clothes?"
The words hung in the air between them, low and teasing, and Emma felt another rush of heat flood through her body. She let out a soft laugh that came out breathier than she intended, her eyes flicking back to the hard lines of his chest before meeting his gaze again. "You're really not making this easy on a girl who just woke up, you know."
He took a slow step closer, the faint scent of clean sweat and something warmer reaching her as he closed the distance. "Never said I would. But if you want to work up a real sweat this morning, I'm happy to help you skip the yoga."
Emma bit her lower lip, her dirty thoughts racing even faster now as she imagined those strong hands gripping her hips instead of the punching bag. 'Jesus, the way he's looking at me. I bet he could lift me up against that wall and fuck me senseless before anyone else even wakes up. And I'd let him. God, I'd beg for it right now if he pushed just a little.'
She swallowed hard and tilted her head, a playful spark finally breaking through her flustered state as she answered. "Careful with offers like that, Ray. I might just take you up on it and ruin Amy's pajama in the process."
Ray chuckled deeply, reaching out to lightly tug at the hem of her tank top, his fingers brushing warm against her stomach. "Wouldn't be the first time something got ruined around here. Your call, Stone. Punch the bag... or let me show you a better workout."
Emma was already soaked from just watching him and the way he teased her pushed her right over the edge. Without saying another word, she took off her top, letting her bare breasts free. She shoved the pajama shorts down her legs next, kicking them aside so she stood completely naked in front of him, nipples tight and skin already flushed with need.
She jumped straight into Ray's arms, wrapping her legs around his waist and crashing her mouth against his in a hungry kiss that had zero patience left in it. Ray caught her easily, his hands sliding down to cup her bare ass cheeks firmly as he kissed her back just as hard and fast, tongues tangling deep and messy right from the start.
He could taste the fresh mint from her toothpaste as they slobbered all over each other's tongues, the wet sounds of the kiss filling the quiet gym while he squeezed her soft flesh and pulled her tighter against his body.
'Fuck yes, this is exactly what I needed. His hands feel so good gripping my ass like he owns it. I can already feel how hard he is through those shorts... mhmm~ want him inside me so bad right now. Just bend me over that bench and fuck me hard before the others wake up.'
Emma moaned into his mouth as she rocked her hips against him, grinding her slick pussy along the growing bulge in his gym shorts while their tongues kept sliding together in a hot, desperate rhythm. Ray groaned low in his throat and walked them a few steps until her back pressed against the cool wall, never breaking the kiss as he held her up with ease.
Emma pulled back just enough to catch her breath, her chest heaving against his as she looked straight into his eyes with raw hunger.
"Fuck me," she whispered, voice thick and urgent, barely above a moan. "Right now. I need you inside me."
Ray didn't waste a second answering with words. His mouth crashed back onto hers in a deep, claiming kiss while one hand stayed gripping her ass and the other shoved his gym shorts down just far enough to free his cock. It sprang up, already leaking at the tip from how she'd been grinding on him.
He lined himself up with her slick entrance and pushed in a single thrust, burying himself to the hilt inside her tight pussy. 'Fuck! So tight'
Emma gasped sharply into his mouth as he stretched her open, her walls clenching hard around his thick length. "Oh fuck... yes," she moaned when he gave her a moment to adjust, then started moving.
Ray fucked her against the wall with deep, steady strokes, hips snapping forward each time to drive himself fully inside her. The wet sounds of skin slapping against skin mixed with their heavy breathing and muffled moans in the quiet gym. He held her up effortlessly, hands kneading her ass as he pounded into her, angling every thrust to hit that perfect spot deep inside.
Emma's head fell back against the wall, eyes fluttering shut as pleasure surged through her with every hard thrust. Her nails dug into his shoulders, legs locked tight around his waist while her perky breasts bounced between them, occasionally rubbing against his chest. "Harder... don't stop," she panted, her voice breaking on every impact. "God, you feel so fucking good."
Ray growled low and picked up the pace, slamming into her faster and deeper, the heavy bag behind them swaying slightly from the force. Sweat from his chest mixed with hers as their bodies moved together in a raw, frantic rhythm. He leaned in to bite and suck at her neck, then captured one of her nipples in his mouth, tongue flicking over the tight bud while he kept fucking her without mercy.
Emma's moans grew louder, less controlled, her pussy fluttering and squeezing around him as she got closer and closer to the edge. She could feel every ridge and vein of his cock dragging inside her, hitting all the right spots.
"Ohh~ Fuck! I'm close," She whispered.
"Cum on my cock," He replied before going back to sucking her nipple while rocking his hips even faster.
Emma's hips buckled hard as the orgasm crashed through her. Her walls clamped down around Ray's cock in rhythmic spasms, and a hot gush of squirt sprayed out around his shaft, soaking his abs and dripping down her thighs onto the floor. She cried out sharply, her whole body shaking in his arms while her nails raked across his shoulders.
Ray kept thrusting through it all, never slowing down, driving deep into her fluttering pussy as her release coated him. The added wetness made every stroke even slicker and louder. Seconds later, his own climax hit. He buried himself to the hilt with a low groan and came hard, pumping thick ropes of cum straight into her. Pulse after pulse filled her up until it started leaking out around his cock with each shallow grind.
They stayed locked together for a long moment, breathing heavy, bodies slick with sweat. Ray finally eased her down gently until her feet touched the floor, then guided her the rest of the way until she was lying on her back on the mat.
Emma's chest rose and fell rapidly as she caught her breath. Her pussy was dripping with his cum. She slid two fingers between her legs, parting her swollen folds and pushing them inside her pussy. When she pulled them back out, they were coated with his warm cum. She watched the thick white strands stretch between her fingers for a second before looking up at him.
"Haha~ Phew, just how much did you cum?" She asked as her eyes widened in genuine surprise as she stared at his cock, still fully erect and glistening with their combined juices. "And you're still hard?"
Ray chuckled as he knelt between her spread legs. "Can you blame me? I just had sex with my childhood lover for the first time, who also happens to be my celebrity crush. So yeah. We're going round two, unless you are done."
Emma gave him a wicked little smile. She reached down with both hands, spreading her pussy lips open for him, showing the creamy mess he had left inside her. "Done?" she raised an eyebrow. "Not even close. Now, get that cock over here and fuck me again."
He positioned himself between her legs as she pulled her down, wrapping her legs around his waist once more as their mouths met in another deep, messy kiss. Ray slid back inside her soaked, cum-filled pussy in one smooth thrust, both of them moaning into each other's mouths as round two began right there on the gym floor.