His finger wasn’t deep, just inside her entrance.His working her in tandem had her legs shaking.His lips clamped down on her clit as his digit thrust deeper, sending her hurtling over the edge of the abyss.
Barry continued licking her through her orgasm until the last tremor faded; only then did he lower her Jello legs down to the floor and help her sit up.
She was still slumped over, but her neck was no longer craned to the side.She noticed Barry looking up at her with a silly look on his face.“Why are you looking at me like that?”
“You’re so pretty after you come.Hair all tousled.Body practically glowing.Your eyes are as soft as melted butter.”Mac felt her cheeks heat.“Don’t be embarrassed.”
“I probably should be.”No one had ever talked about her post-orgasm looks before.“But I don’t have the energy.”
“That’s good.Almost as good as that mighty fine dessert.”Barry licked his lips as if he could still taste her.Maybe he could.Her thighs were covered in liquid.Most was probably hers.
Barry stood up, his cock was still hard and ready.She looked up at him seductively.“And now it’s time for mine.”
“You still hungry, baby?”
“Famished,” she replied, mirroring his words from earlier.
“How about we move this dessert to the bedroom?”
Sounded good to her.“Let me just wrap up dinner before we do.”As eager as she was for more lovemaking, she didn’t want to have to deal with spoiled food in the morning.
Mac made quick work of putting the leftovers in Tupperware and into the fridge.Barry helped her scrape off the plates and put them into the dishwasher.
She’d deal with the pans in the morning.“Done,” she announced.The worst was done, now she could focus on Barry.She started to walk past him to head to the bedroom but hadn’t made it more than a step before Barry swept her up in his arms.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, wishing he was wearing less clothing so she could tease him like he always did her.
His long strides closed the distance to the bedroom in a few steps.Barry flipped on the light then set her on her feet.
Mac kept her arms around his neck as she rose up on her tiptoes to kiss him.Barry eagerly opened his lips for her probing tongue.She walked them back to the bed, never breaking the kiss.Barry’s hands grabbed onto her waist, gliding them up and down her back.
When Barry stopped moving backward, she realized they’d made it to the bed.She pulled from the kiss and lowered her hands to the hem of his shirt.He assisted her with lifting it over his head and tossing it to the side.
Mac didn’t allow herself to linger on his bare torso and instead went immediately to the button of his shorts.She undid the snap and pushed the material past his thighs, letting gravity lower them to his feet.
Barry kicked them free, leaving him in just his black boxers.The tip of his cock peeked over the waistband as if telling her it was there.As if she could forget.
Mac’s hands coasted up his torso to his chest, feeling the smooth muscles before pushing against him.
Barry was much stronger than her and could have just stood there if he had wanted, but he let her control the pace.
“Middle of the bed,” she ordered.Though it was hard to take one serious giving orders in just a tank top and nothing else.
Barry followed her directions anyway, scooting to the middle of the bed and watching her, waiting for her to give her next instructions.
Mac made slow work of crossing her arms over her front and gripping both sides of the hem of her shirt, pulling it over her head before tossing it to the side.
Barry’s breathing turned harsh, and more than once, she saw his cock thump as if trying to get out of his boxers and get to her.
Giving her a newfound confidence, Mac walked slowly up to him, swaying her hips back and forth to give him a good show until she reached the bed.
She crawled up on it, her hands on either side of his legs.His hands stroked through her hair and pulled her to his lips.He kissed her like a starved man and she was a banquet.His tongue danced and dueled with hers for supremacy.Mac straddled his waist, his boxer-covered cock settling against her core.
Mac wrapped her arms around his back and pulled herself closer so they were chest to chest.His hard pectorals abrading his erect nipples as she ground against his cock.
Mac leaned forward, and Barry fell back until he was lying completely on his back.She scooted further up past his waist as she reached up to grip his hands and pull them away from her head, setting them on the bed.“Keep your hands up,” she whispered against his lips.
Trusting him to listen, Mac released him and trailed kisses down to his chin then along his jawline to his ear.She tugged it between her teeth gently like he had done to her more than once.
