Tags: [mlw][mdni][aged up][attempted breakup][fingering][no penetration][squirting][female orgasm][established relationship][semi public][tester][to that anon who said they feel like a widow, i hope you enjoy it][finger sucking][implied face fuck][pussy sucking][oral (f! receiving)]
Rex dismisses you easily, hands readjusting the grip on the weight he holds just above his chest, continuing to lift and lower.
Maybe you should've picked a better time.
Like a time when you're not forced to watch sweat trickle down the delves of his carved muscles, when he's not grunting quiet numbers out and when his bun is perfctly tight, instead of being as lazy as it is now. But you're already here and you shift your weight from foot to foot, gaze lowered to where your sneakers scuff at the foam padded floor.
"Yes I do." You interject, taking another step closer and you watch as Rex's brows crease into a frown, before he carefully sets the weights back into place, and you catch a glance towards the bar.
Holy fuck, its your bodyweight on each side.
Rex sits up, elbows braced on his knees and the muscles of his thighs stretch and bunch beneath his shorts, and he leans forward, slumped. Gingery strands fall over his brows, and he doesn't bother to push the hair back, simply staring at you from beneath furrowed brows.
"Why?" Rex questions. "I didn't cheat this time."
"The fact that you feel the need to add 'this time', is incredibly alarming. And secondly, cheating isn't the only thing that leads to relationships ending." You state and you take steps towards Rex, before planting yourself on the spot next to him, your hand moving to rest on his knee, manicured nails tracing along one of the scars there, feeling the smooth, pink scar tissue beneath the pad of your finger.
"Well, I wouldn't know." Rex shrugs. "All of my relationships end because I cheated which, by the way, I'm not doing."
"This one isn't ending because you cheatâ" "Because this one isn't ending."
Rex interrupts you unapologetically, dipping his head just enough to press a lingering kiss on your cheek, before resting back on the bench, muscular hands wrapping around the gripping spots of the bar. And he lowers it back down to his chest, and you get to watch the muscles ripple beneath his tawny skin.
"Babe." His voice is stern, watching you from the corner of his narrowing eyes. "I didn't cheat, I didn't forget your birthday because it's on my homescreen and I'm notâ"
Rex takes a breath, emerald pools fluttering shut and his nostrils flare just a moment as he tries to centre himself.
"Why do you wanna break up?" Rex questions, his voice even.
"I just...â" You purse your lips. "âI don't think you're serious about us, which is fine, per say butâ"
"You're full of shit." Rex interrupts, letting out a heavy breath before setting the weight back. "How the fuck am I not serious?"
And you run your tongue along the top row of your teeth, before looking towards Rex. His eyes are just a bit darker, olive tones hidden beneath the iris in shades of annoyance. And you let out a heavy breath.
You watch the way his lips quirk, full lips curving into a grin that has his tongue resting at his canine, eyes glancing over you so... Inappropriately.
"We're breaking up, don't be weird." You huff, arms folding across your chest and Rex hums so sweetly, tossing a muscular and heavy arm over your shoulders, the scent of musky sweat and cologne fills your nose.
"We're not breaking up." Rex stares at you, head tilting and a playful smile playing on his lips, dimples deepening in his cheeks.
"I'm gonna let you talk about your feelings, and I'm gonna respect your feelings. And I'm gonna take your constructive criticism to heart, before I make you feel better." Rex lists out his words very sweetly, sweaty fingers readjusting the pretty pendant around your neck, readjusting to hide the clasp at the nape of your neck, the pendant just above the valley of your breasts.
"That's not what's gonna happen."
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That's exactly what happened.
Rex keeps your thighs spread obscenely wide, full lips wrapped around your clit and giving your gentle little sucks, juniper pools locked on the way your face screws up. Brows knitting and lips parting into that pretty and pouty 'o' shape.
Slick trickles down his chin, soaking the neckline of his snowy compression shirt, thumbs tracing circles into the supple flesh of your inner thighs.
He spreads your folds delicately, broad tongue gathering the sweet slick before he spits it back at your clit, the swollen nub peeking out between velvety curtains and Rex groans softly.
"S'fuckin' wet, baby." Rex croons, brows pinching into a delighted frown as he drags his tongue through all the crevices he finds, lapping at your cunt with needy abandon.
"Tell me about your feelings." He whispers softly. "...m'payin' attention."
"I feel... ah-uhm... I feel âso goodâ.." Your toes curl, your nails digging into the bench beneath you, the leathes creeking beneath you as slick makes the fabric so shiny.
He goads you, one forearm tucked in the crook behind your knees, keeping your thighs pushed to your chest as his free hand palms and paws at your fleshy thighs.
And thick fingers push into your gooey cunt, and you let out a high pitched sound.
"You gonna come?" Rex coos, eyes locked on your glossy cunt, puffy lips wrapped around his pumping fingers, calloused pads pressing against that spongy spot that makes your head tipped back, stars dotting the backs of your eyelids and your toes curl and flex.
Rex can feel the spasm of you around his fingers, the squelchy sounds ring out in the quietness of the gym, only accompanied by panted breaths and your whimpers.
"Uhâ...mmmf ..â uh huh." You whine meekly and Rex coos.
He feels your walls flutter, cunt leaking copious amounts of slick, pooling below you.
And he begins to fuck his fingers into you with abandon.
And your mind melts with how his fingers poke, prod and pound into that sensitive patch of nerves and you're coming around his fingers.
"Tell me what I wanna hear, princess, tell me, baby." Rex huffs, moving to sit right behind your head, guiding your head to rest against his crotch, thickly corded thighs one either side of your head. Muscles flexing and his hard, leaking cock pressing against the elegant slope of your neck.
The heel of his palm grinds against your oversensitive clit, ringed pointer and pinky pointed downwards and two fingers fuck you with abandon. The squelch is lewd and the sound of your blood rushing fills your ears.
"Iâ fuck, Rexâ I- 'm full of shit. 'm so full of it." You whine, nails digging and leaving scratches along the carved muscle of his thighs.
"I'm full of shit and-and-andâ!"
Your toes curl when that wire in your belly snaps, Rex's hand moves to cover your mouth, stifling the scream that rips from your throat, a surge of slick soaking his palm.
And Rex's hand rubs over your cunt, spreading the glossy sheen acoss your flushed and puffy lips.
"You still wanna break up?"
Your voice is meek, lashes fluttering and eyes teary as Rex trails his fingers along your pulsing slit, before pushing three fingers into you. Your belly dips inward and your brain turns to mush when he starts dragging his fingers along your walls in deep, slow strokes. And you feel the way his hand pulls away, lipgloss spread on his palm and he pushes two fingers into your mouth, watching the way your lips wrap around his fingers.
Your sounds are muffled, panted breaths leaving your nose and your eyes begin to tear as you look up at him through your lashes, pupils blown wide and cunt quivering.
"You gonna say you're sorry for hurting my feelings?" Rex speaks so softly, thumb brushing along the softness of your cheek and you nod your head, feeling as he shifts off the edge, gently tugging you towards the edge.
He guides you until your head's upside down, your head hanging off the edge.
"Don't be a fucking asshole and use your teeth like last time."
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