Oh God.
Oh fuck.
This is...
I can’t even finish the thought because he’s doing this thing with his tongue that makes my toes curl and my hands fist in his hair.
“Marco,” I can barely gasp. “Uhh.. God! Yes!”
He hums against me. The vibration sends sparks straight to my core.
He builds me up. Slow and methodical and devastating. Every tongue stroke perfectly placed. Every touch calculated to drive me out of my mind.
When I’m right on the edge, breath catching, muscles tensing, he pulls back.
“Not yet,” he murmurs against my inner thigh.
Evil.
This man is evil.
He does it again. Takes me right to the brink and then stops. Kisses my hip bone. Traces patterns on my stomach. Lets the tension ebb just enough that I’m not falling over.
“Please,” I beg. “Please, Marco.”
“What do you need?” He taunts, his breath ghosting over where I’m aching for him.
“You. I need you. Please.”
Fuck my pussy!
“Like this?” His tongue flicks once. Twice.
“Yes. God, yes. Don’t stop. Yes!”
He doesn’t stop. This time he stays. Relentless and perfect and exactly what I need.
The orgasm builds. Hot and tight and unstoppable.I’m making sounds I didn’t know I could make. My whole body again arches off the rug.
“That’s it,” he encourages against me. “Let go. I’ve got you.”
I shatter. The pleasure crashes over me in waves that leave me gasping and trembling and completely wrecked.
But he doesn’t stop. Doesn’t let up. Just keeps going until I’m climbing again, oversensitive and desperate and so far gone I can’t remember my own name.
“Too much,” I whimper.
“You can take it.” His voice is rough. Wrecked. “You’re so good for me. So perfect.”
The second orgasm hits harder than the first. I bite back a scream.
Don’t wake Ben!
But thought is almost instantly forgotten as my hands fist in his hair, holding him there, riding his face like my life depends on it.
Somewhere in the haze I feel it. The wet heat spreading between my legs. More than just arousal. That gushing sensation that made me mortified the very first time but now just feels like proof of how completely he’s destroyed me.
I’m squirting all over his face and he’s groaning like it’s the best thing that’s ever happened to him.
