“You’re so wet for me.Do you like being put on display?”
The softest mewl escaped her lips.Her warm brown eyes flicked to his face, then behind his shoulder as if she could see the crowd there.He grinned as a shudder racked her body.“Tell me pretty girl.Do you like showing off to all these people?”He sunk two fingers into her wetness.
“I can’t see them right now, so yes, I love the idea,” she smiled, a flush climbing her neck.
She wassowet.
He pushed two fingers into her pussy, past his knuckles and twirled his fingers.She moaned.
But he wanted more.He wanted to make her come, harder than she ever had before.
He fingered her, her pussy gripping his digits as he stroked her inner thigh with the back of his other hand.She squirmed on the table, reaching for him.
He stroked her, his fingers completely drenched, and he felt her whole body vibrated.“What is it that you want again, baby?”
“I want you to make me come.”
The eagerness with which she said it pulled at his heartstrings.
“You look so gorgeous on this table covered in wax.So very needy.My fingers are covered with your pussy juices.What did you want?”
“Please.”Her hips rose off the table.
Her pussy clamped down on his fingers in a vise tight grip.He pushed towards her cervix, wanting to take her deeper, wanting to give her more sensation.He grinded against her clit with the heel of his hand.
“Ares.Ares.Ares.”
It wasn't as scream but a whispered chant of his name, over and over and he loved it.
Leaning down, he pressed his mouth against her inner thigh, while stroking her pussy with his curled fingers.
He slid them down to her clit.
“Ares.Ares.”His name was a repeated beat from her lips and nothing had ever made him so rock hard.His cock pressed uncomfortably against his zipper.
He licked her inner thigh in a circle, before sinking his teeth in her fleshy skin, while pressing hard on her clit with his fingers.
“Ares!Oh.”
That was it.Her thready voice wrapped around him and her toes curled.He kept his mouth sealed over her flesh, licking where he bit her.
“Ares!”Her sweet cries filled the air, drowning out every other noise.
He wanted to give her more.
More sensation.
More pleasure.
Her body twisted, constricted by the straps, but he kept fingering her.He sucked at the bite mark, the saltiness of her skin imprinted into his brain and he claimed her again.
Because she was his.
“Ouch!That feels…fuck, Ares!”
He lifted his mouth from the bite mark, held her leg, dipping his fingers back into her pussy.
Sweat shone on her brow, her eyes closed tightly but he kept stroking her, his fingers so wet they barely stayed inside her.
